(y/n) was an abandoned mermaid,when she was little there was a war declared against the sirens because the sirens was making a deal with a pirate so the war was commenced and her parents fought with her parents army against the siren's army so she was left by the shore away from the war and not being spotted by pirates and then her mother went by the shore wounded and (y/n) went to her mother and help and slender teleported near them and tried to help her but It was too late...she died in her arms and slender pitied her so he took her as his own daughter...

All the fishermen feel her presence. No creatures dare harm her. Deep in the murky waters, and through tangled seaweed is a mermaid. Her name is Y/N. [Female Reader Insert]

This is just a book full of Creepypastas and Crappypastas. I own none of these. All of these stories can be found on Creepypasta.com and other Creepypasta related websites. ENJOY

You, The Reader-chan, walks in an asylum where young teenagers like to hangout and have parties, you are named 'The Asylum Walker' for what you do in the asylum. Your parents left you there in the exact same asylum you walk around because of a condition you had ever since you were born. You have one eye that's your regular eye color while the other is a different color that's unnatural to other people. You meet this girl holding a teddy bear and she asked you to play with her and you did so, the girl has been coming every night to visit you and one night these guys come in and find the asylum and they get curious so they decided to go in and check it out. Can you guess who is the girl and the guys? Hope you guys like this story!

Rotting in a pathetic asylum along with others is not a beautiful life. (Y/N) tested it out on her own skin. Girl has a lot of problems with her health and of course with her mental state. She couldn't remember her past at all, hallucinations were haunting her as well, or visions. Who knows. She wanted revenge, and to find out what made her to turn into such a horrid monster. Finally her days in her old asylum came to an end. (Y/N) and a few other patients were transported in a better asylum with newest technologies and kind staff. That's where things will get more interesting for her... (Story is being rewritten) Last update: 28.07.2018

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!

"Put on a happy face and everything will be okay" M/n a young boy who never left his parents basement because of his face nobody didn't realize that M/n Family had a son cause well M/n was locked up for what his face? His family calls him a freak and a monster he wears a mask as you see on the picture a yellow mask with a smile but only time he was able to come out of the basement is when it was his birthday and what happens when he turned 17 and he finally snaps? He murderer his family ripped their eyes out and wrote on the wall with the saying (Put on a happy face and everything will be okay) what happens if the creepypasta took a liking to him? ( Pictures aren't mine)

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I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

Creepy pasta x readers, you can ask me to write something and I'll write it for you :), and pay attention to the hearts! Each one means something different :)