Bendrown Stories

You're fifteen years old, but you've been isolated for as long as you can remember. Even when you weren't alone physically, you sure were socially. You don't remember your mother, and your father is never home. You study alone most days, your existence too "controversial" to go to the rural school in your area. Your computer is your only connection to the outside world. One day, it stops working.

↳ ❝ when a mysterious faceless stick tree man believes you, a random wimpy teenager, is worthy enough to be one of his epic edgy sidekicks and murder people for touching his poor quality emo sketch book pages he leaves on trees. ❞ ⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆Life With Creepypastas [LWCPS]⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ • 𝘯𝘰𝘯－𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘪𝘤. • cover art by: me shitting around on roblox some random wednesday

"Mommy, look! I made a friend!" "That's nice sweetie- " You turn around only to see the 'friend' covered in blood. As much as you love your daughter, she should really stop bringing killers home. [Updates are inconsistent/slow] Started : 16 October 2024 Finished : -

(adj.) Half dead of exhaustion 《Creepypasta x reader》 (ORGINALLY ON AO3 AS "They never existed", BY ME AKA NATSUKIISSIMP) You woke up one day, and suddenly, all of your creepypasta searches disappeared, with Google saying no such things exists. You head to school confused and end up meeting new people, who reminded you an awful lot like the creepypastas backstorys... With the hope to be able to save them from their cruel destiny's, you realize it's dangerous to even do so with many risks of roping the ones you love with your fantasy of playing hero. But one main question still lingers, How'd they become real? or rather.. How did you get here? BTW, Remember that this is purely fiction. Idealization of killers or psychopaths is unhealthy, be sure to know the line. luv ya😋 I decided to publish this on wattpad too cause why not so yeah enjoy! ANYTHING THAT ISNT MINE BELONGS TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. Album cover thingies at the top of the chapter are made by me (made in picsart) Anything that isn't mine belongs to their rightful owner WARNINGS ☆ BLOOD ☆CURSING ☆DARK THEMES?

| CW/TW ! | THIS STORY (might) CONTAIN . . . - S/A - Obsessive behavior - Swearing or profanity?? idk - Alcohol/smoking addiction - Self harm/suicidal behaviour ~ ~ ~ Heavily inspired by "ALONE" written by TheOneAndOnlyTable Writing style inspired by lovezifer/frolenn/fraudul (More specifically "WINGS OF BALANCE") - Chance, Two Time, Taph and Veeronica belong to Forsaken. I do not own a single one of them. anygays have fun reading!!!

I'm not a normal girl, heck they all say that. I come face to face with something out of this world and I don't laugh I don't scream cry or run. I am curiosity and I want to find out more. This boy how ever, he's not what I thought he was. Jeff the killer? I've seen you before. Why don't we find out together from where our first meeting leads?

"I can see the symphony of your destruction." Includes: BEN Drowned, Jeff the Killer, Hoodie, Ticci Toby, Homicidal Liu, Masky, Pirate Percy, and Dark Link. If you want any other characters just ask and I hope you guys enjoy! ALSO POSTED ON QUOTEV!

The concept is that within the forest that the creepypastas subside in. There is a middleman that works as the negotiator between the killers/demons and beasts/monsters. The middleman must be a highly trained and intelligent human chosen by the highest-ranking demons and monsters in the forest. The middlemen get trained and equipped for their duties. Living in a log cabin in the heart of the forest. Their job is remarkably hazardous and perverse and almost surely life-threatening. So recruits seemed to come and go like nothing(especially in recent times). You were the unlucky soul that got forced with the role of the middleman. Kidnapped from you home and dazed, the only thing you could hear was the soft murmuring of what you would only assume were strangers. Not remembering anything but your name and how you got there, you were greeted by some men who told you that they would teach you everything you need to know about being a middleman. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The story will include adult language and themes, gore and blood among some other triggers, so if you aren't into that type of stuff, please do not read. The reader has female pronouns. The main Creepypastas that the story will be centred on are Ben drowned, Masky, Ticci Toby and Eyeless Jack.

Ace Williams is a FBI agent, assigned to kill the notorious Slenderman. Will he be able to outsmart the infamous slender entity? Does he even really wants to? What will Slenderman do when he notices that he's the one that is being followed? ~ ~ ~ A Slenderman x OC lovestory. Slow burn romance.

Screams. Gunshots. Blood. Lots of it. And a cassette.

(Y/N) is a little girl who loves to make everyone smile. She doesn't have a mother or father but, has a wonderful grandmother who watched after her for years. (y/N) was always smiling until, a certain smile appeared and took (y/n)'s smile away. Will she gain the strength to avenge her grandmother? Or will she hide behind locked doors and windows, in hopes the killer won't find her. I do not own the Jeff the killer or other creepypasta, they belong to their genius authors who created them ^-^ The picture is not mine either, but please enjoy my story, favorite, like, comment, and follow ^-^ (Y/n) - Your name  (F/n) - First name (L/n) - Last name  (E/c) - Eye color (H/c) - Hair color (S/c) - skin color If I add any more I will add them to the list ^-^ Enjoy! Have a splendiferous day :D

I never meant to turn this into a story. At first, it was just little things-being watched without ever seeing anyone, knowing someone understood me too well, feeling protected and threatened at the same time. I told myself it was paranoia. I told myself I was imagining it. That's easier than admitting someone was paying attention long before I noticed them. This isn't romance. It's fixation. They don't love the way people are supposed to. They observe, collect, and claim. Every habit, every weakness, every quiet moment you think belongs only to you becomes something they hold onto. You are not chased. You are kept-wrapped in a devotion that feels comforting until you realize you were never given a choice. I'm writing this down because pretending it didn't happen feels worse than admitting it did. Maybe turning it into fiction makes it safer. Maybe it doesn't. All I know is that once they decide you belong to them, distance stops meaning anything. Read this like a warning. Or like evidence. Because some things don't stay stories forever.

Idk this is just me talking to ben drowned through my phone even though its a one sided convo (on cleverbot Ben said he was gonna send demons after me then started flirting with me,sung me a song based off of a taylor swift love song and is now controling my music and playing love songs sooo... Also i was listening to the song of unhealing before so yeah he's controlling my music)

Here's book #2! How would you react to some of these Creepypasta scenarios? Cover by me!

Might contain strong language. You met a boy but then he suddenly disappears. After three years you finally met again and maybe you fall in love.

I'd say they're pretty realistic :/. Anyway, I stick with canon facts and add in some stuff lol. REMEMBER THESE ARE HEADCANONS!!!!!!!!! Don't take them seriously

A little something for pleasure. ;) Just request for what creepypasta you want to read about, and I will create a little story for you. *Wink wink* ((This will contain a lot of lemons)) For all of the dirty minded people you are. UPDATE - ON HIATUS

Exactly what the title says

This will be my 2nd book. Thank you for reading this book. It means so much to me. I hope you can do the following 1: Vote 2: Comment 3: Add to library 4: Follow Disclaimer: These poems that are in this book doesn't belong to me. I found these on Pinterest. Thank you