[Eyeless Jack x Reader] The Faller is the one who downs the trees.

"Excuse my rude behavior, I hadn't eaten in days. But I believe you and I could make good friends if you allow me to eat here and take whatever I need." A sadistic grin crept the man's ghostly white face. "And what if I don't let you?" The intruder's grin grew even larger. It was purely sinister, maniacal. [Name] cursed at herself for trying to be bold. "Then you and your friend will die." ~ After discovering a corpse near her work place, [Name] finds herself traumatized and obsessed with the murders happening around her town. Had she listened to the logic in the back of her brain and not the other part incapable of letting go of the traumatic incident, maybe fate wouldn't feel so close. But the strange bond she forms with the maniacal serial killer shows that everyone, even monsters, have scars to heal. Highest Ranking: #41 creepypasta !! Cover art is by @shatteredankles on insta !!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Semi-Realistic Semi-Fandomized CreepyPasta x Child Reader »»-----------► NB!Reader ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐋' 𝐊𝐈𝐃, 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔~? ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐄𝐒 , 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑.❞ ────────────────────── ╰┈➤ ｓｙｎｄｉｃａｔｅ | （𝑛．）a group of individuals or organizations combined to promote some common interest ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ : ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 your parents were murdered savagely and you were left at the mercy of their killer; an unhinged criminal with an infamous, facial scar slit across his face. Getting involved with this shady character unknowingly gets you caught up in run-ins with 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆, a very violent and deadly ⦻rganization that congregates deep within the woods... ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ╰┈➤ The CreepyPasta used in this story all belong to their rightful owners, and full credit of the character in itself belongs to them. ╰┈➤ [Y/N] is non-binary. [Y/N] is of your imagination, as it is your portrayal of the character. ╰┈➤ Any images used within this story belong to their rightful owners, unless stated otherwise. ────────────────────── ✧.* hope you enjoy the story.

[Creepypasta x Female! Reader] You wouldn't necessarily consider yourself to be a piece of shit, but there are definitely people out there that are better than you as a person. After failing to get pussy from the hot milf teacher you worked for, you start to realize that maybe if you were an even shittier person, you wouldn't be in this fucking mess. The mess you were in? Being targeted by serial killers just because you showed some basic human decency and helped someone. That's it. The next time you see someone injured on the sidewalk, you're leaving them to bleed out and die. This is fucking bullshit. [Also on Quotev and Ao3 under the same name]

𝘐𝘯 2013, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘰𝘣𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪... 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚... I'm not gonna so a TW because you should know what you're getting into if you're reading the damn thing. Anyways, I've been thinking of writing this for months now and I'm finally going to do it. There may or may not be a little 🍋 in this... I'll try to update it at least once a week, but during the summer I'll get to write at least once every couple days. Enjoy <3 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍'｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ૮₍ '𖦹 ˕ ×' ₎ა ૮₍ - ⤙ - ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

No matter where you tried to run, hide- no matter where you turned- that boy was there. From the familiar T shirts to the hoodies- to the manic grin across his face as his hatchets glared in the moon light- and the tall shadowy figure with no face loomed over you two. Reaching beckoning tendrils out to you- reaching for you- telling you to come home with it and the boy, and to join his side. Another thing about him though- was the fact that remembering who he was, hurt and felt impossible. His face and name evading you the same way you ran from him. But you grow tired, and like a rabbit running out of steam, you're eventually going to run out of energy to keep escaping him, and he- is relentless. Just like the creature that trails him- he wont give up till he has you. (Reader has amnesia, so does Toby- but they know they know each other, somehow- and he wants you back, -lots of obsessive stalking- lots of gore- you have been warned)

starting with chapter three. check out chapter one and two @ThiefGirlGamer my other account that locked me out....yeah.... This is a multi-gender fan fiction. So anyone can read ✌

Proxies x FemReader (Still) This is Book 2: ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴸᴵᶠᴱ Book 1: ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴮᴵᵀᴱˢ ↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝⌬ After "The Attack" on the castle in Hell, Y/N was heavily injured and near death. Zalgo was in search of "His Queen" due to their deal breaking and going missing after the chaos. Slender man retreated due to being heavily wounded and no match for Ansel and his rage. Ansel cried over his finding of the baby he was sworn to protect. Treating her wounds and using his power to save her life. But anger was rising within the house as five of the boys in the mansion knew what slender had done. What pain he put Y/N through. "Who am I?" A question that has rung in Y/Ns head ever since she could remember The Cabin. Its been quite a while since shes awaken but once she does, she is thrown into the discovery and curiosity of what the answer to her question is. To her meaning. To her existence. To her understanding of why she was the way she was.... ↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝⌬ First Published: May 31, 2022 ( ' ▽ ' )ﾉ

Hey guys, I'm continuing this story on my second account so do not worry, this is not discontinued the next chapters are just on a separate account. They're all on: @definitelynotMIRROR "Fuck you!" You were literally on the verge of tears, the dust and smoke burning up your lungs. "A-a-already did, love." ~~~~ Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Boy soon realizes he's obsessed. Boy gets rejected one too many times. Girl realizes she's in trouble. How romantic, I must say. ⚠️1. I don't own the book cover... but damn I wish I was as talented as the person who made the picture of Toby (Lynnarty, I believe their name is) 2. I don't own the character Toby which is quite obvious 3. I do NOT condone of this behaviour since this is in no way shape or form a healthy relationship, if you do romanticize this at all and genuinely want this... please don't.⚠️ I hope you guys enjoy the story, I love you all you beautiful pineapples 💖