Bloodypainter Histoires

(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?

"WERE IS MY KNIFE" "Who the fuck are you?" {3/9/19-?/?/??}

This is a hoodie X reader ummm it's a Creepypasta fan fic and I will be in it! One day you and your friend take a walk through the forest and see a house,Out of curiosity you walk to it..... (Your character seems weak at the sart and Im sorry about that! But it changes so that she is very strong!)

Esta es la primera vez que escribo sobre las invocaciones que he hecho, nunca lo he hecho antes ya que me lo quería guardar para mí pero esta vez he querido compartirlo contigo ;v ~ 🍨 Llego tarde para comenzar a escribir desde la primera invocación que hice así que las invocaciones antiguas las subiré una cada día y las recientes el mismo día de hacerlas. Sory~ :c/💗/

You were the new girl in school. You were never the type to bully or sit back and watch as someone else was being bullied. You stuck up for Helen when he was being bullied. You two became friends and started talking and hanging out with eachother at recess in the Art room. You two soon gained crushes on each other, but Helen lost his sanity and ran off before either of you could tell the either your feelings.

I just did this for fun, Request if u want something added

basically the title

So I have been seeing a lot of Creepypasta. So, I decided to make an ask or dare creepypasta! ***** Hoodie Masky E.J L.J Toby Jeff Bloody painter Puppeteer Ben And The crying child (oc) Nogami(Oc not mine) Kaji(Oc not mine) Electro Light (Oc not mine)

Slenderman, having been reading his first proxy's file in hope of finding their whereabouts, had forgotten to hide it away before leaving the room, and when he sent his current proxy Masky upstairs to grab a file for their newest mission he ended up seeing it. Curiosity pulled, Masky asked about the proxy he never knew of, only to learn that there are somethings that should be left in the past. Or should it? Meanwhile Zalgo has secret he tries desperately to hide from the outside world, and especially from the members of the Slender Mansion. What happened to Slenderman's first proxy? Where are they? What is Zalgo so determined to hide the he is willing to risk everything to keep it from Slenderman. And will the members of the Slender Mansion be able to solve the mystery that surrounds the past of their leader before someone gets hurt?

Life in Cantwell, Alaska is dismal at best. The town is small and everyone knows everyone. So, when a large family of adopted teens and their single father move and enroll in Cantwell School it is completely understandable why everyone is so interested in them. And honestly I can't help but feel somewhat bad for them, despite how rude and annoying most of the family is. After all, nothing is ever private in such a small town. //slow burn yo [Creepypasta x Reader]

You are a killer named devil's nightmare you meet creepypasta's one night. NOT THE SEQUAL TO ANY BOOK ON MY PROFILE OR REWRITE

Do you agree or disagree with some of these statements. These are all your options so don't argue with each other. Cover by me!

' 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. ' ____________________________________ I DO NOT OWN BLOODY PAINTER! HE BELONGS TO HIS RIGHTFUL OWNER! THAT GOES THE SAME FOR OTHER CREEPYPASTA CHARACTERS, THAT'LL APPEAR IN THE BOOK! COVER DONE BY ME!

This is about a girl, who takes a walk In the woods when a bunch of guys aprocher her. After running away after kicking them I get home to my amazing little brother and my mom as my dad's out drinking with friends. Those guys from before followed me home and killed my entire family including me.... I wake up on the floor blood all over my hands I try looking for those guys, there not here, so I then run into the woods forgeting to clean up the blood as I forget where I am I look up the a tree with paper on it.....¤

Silvia has been haunted by her actions at her senior homecoming dance, for over a month now. Her memories and thoughts are a blur and she isn't even sure why she had done it. Silvia isn't sure what to think of her old caged life. Held down and kept quiet. She is finally free. Though she often doesn't feel like it. Her hands are bloodied, and she tries to tell herself she likes the warmth of it, but she doesn't. Her morals are wrong, but does she admit it? Something's wrong, but will she confront it? Silvia's future was finally back in her hands, until she realizes it never was to begin with. I don't condone anything the characters in this story do, believe or want!!! I don't encourage anything the characters in this story do, say or want to do! This is a horror story and these characters aren't right in the head, please acknowledge that. Just want you to know that editing is very difficult on my phone and until I eventually upgrade...You'll have to deal with a couple of spelling errors:( Cover art is drawn by yours truly! All art, sketches and pieces in this story were done by myself!(very wow I know) So credits to myself for the art And credits to all the characters (besides Silvia) to their creators. Silvia Stone is my character. I will tell all of you, that I've changed the majority of the characters( physically and mentally) in how I think they'd be or properly should be, in my opinion. Most characters have different stories then what you've read and not all of the creepypastas are in this story. A BIG THING YOU NEED TO KNOW: I sometimes edit after Ive published a chapter, so if you see error, know I haven't gotten to it yet, or that I missed them. I don't mind if you point them out, that's actually super helpful. I hope you enjoy! Constructed Criticism would help me a lot so feel free to!

If TP worked for Zalgo and ended up falling in love with B.P

"I looked at my surroundings. At that moment, my vision was blurry, but I could make out the tall trees surrounding me, with pointy twigs sticking out, the blood gushing out of my pregnant tummy, the snow stained red with my blood, and.... and a tall guy, about 2 meters tall, standing in front of me. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie and his giant hands were holding onto an umbrella over him. I could not see his face clearly, or wait- he did not have a face, to begin with. I was face to face with a literal monster. He looked like he might kill me, but what was there to worry about being killed when you were already dying? The pain was unbearable, the cold causing me to shudder. I was losing consciousness, darkness soon as I engulfing me. And since I was desperate, I found myself saying "please...help me... I don't... I don't wanna die... This is my first story and I do not own any of the pictures or videos here unless stated otherwise ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ USE OF CURSE LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL TERMS. THERE WILL BE VIOLENCE AS WELL

You were in college to be it was a collage of arts 🎨✍🎭💕. you were only 1 month into the school year and you meet Helen, Helen Otis he was smart and a very good artist. but he was quiet and got picked on a lot but what happens when an accident happens and he disappears and you are left alone? 💗💗💗💗💗💗 this is a creepypasta fanfic btw if you are a male I am sorry but I don't really write male x male fabrics sorry but if you want to you may change the gender but the outfits and stuff like pronouns will be female things so you may change the gender but that's just a warning when reading. all the other parts of information will be in the first chapter which will give you details and stuff. thats all bye bye enjoy!!! 💗💗💗

THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. NOT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE MARBLE HORNETS AND CREEPYPASTA OF FANFIC WRITING ANYMORE, IT'S BECAUSE I REALIZED I NEED TO PLAN A STORY LIKE THIS BETTER. Find my better story (on @momento-heapass) called After the Flood. - - - Cultists? In MY town's woods? It's more likely than you think. - - - This is just a fun Creepypasta/Marble Hornets-ish x Reader with my own little spin. PLEASE NOTICE: The characters used in this story are not mine. Please check the chapter titled "Crediting" to learn more.