A boy with fading vision, a cat with questionable motives, and some creeps. What could go right? (Currently being rewritten) --------------------------------------------------- A/N: We noticed there weren't many CP stories with male readers, so we're just going to slide on in here. - -- Creepypasta males X Male reader...
Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.
When a new victim falls into the hell of the entity, everyone expects them to be a nurse or a mechanic, but no one realises that there has been a new role implemented into the chase. A new role that lets the new player choose to fight over flight, but no one expects them to have a history with this looped hell. -~-~...
"In a fight to the death at dinner time who would win? Jeff, Jane, Dr.Smily, Grinny, E.J., Masky, or our human maid." Slender asks and crosses his arms. I smile and jump up as everyone shouts they would win. "I know who would win!" Everyone looks at me and I grin bigger. "Pray tell Rose." "The human maid." I say ever...
17 years ago, Jeff raped Jane. Now they have a daughter, who Jeff doesn't know about. Jane had decided to keep her, not willing to harm the innocent bundle, even if it's His child. But she decided to raise her, to Hate and help kill Jeff the Killer. ________ Pics in here don't belong to me.
After witnessing the horrible murders of your parents at the age of 7, you haven't been the same since. You become a mute, shutting yourself out from the world, not doing much. The only company you have are the voices in your head and books. Reading became one thing you loved to do, as well as music. When you fin...
When I stare at his emerald eyes I see hope, but when I see his smirk forming... I know I'm going to regret this...
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 m...