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 know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) Thanks for reading!💕 (Art is not mine)

(y/n) were tired of school. The children are all stuck up snobs, spoiled brats, or just plain bullies. She has never smiled in her life. One day she got caught in the sights of Slenderman, and Laughing Jack.

After a mentally deranged killer had entered your house, and you had to hide for your life, your friends all started to be taken one by one while this killer began to grow a sickening and twisted obsession over you. Who are they? And what do they want with you? Jeff the killer x reader dark story! Note: not my story but the author gave me permission to post it.

(Y/n) is a nice person but she is pretty lonely. One day she finds three little pastas and her life turns around. Now she has a mission which is to help these cuties and try not to die.

☠️♥️When you meet Jeff for the first time when him and his family moved in, you knew something was different about him. It pulled you closer to him, but you had no idea what he was capable of Or what you were capable of for that matter..♥️☠️