Creepypastarp Stories

Creepypasta texting fic; lowercase intended. Several parts will be published at once. You were desperate enough to hire a killer.

"𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦? 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵...𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘎𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵." Y/N has lived with quiet suffering - a loving face shown to the world, a bruised body hidden beneath her sleeves. Her stepfather's cruelty is her daily reality, and nobody believes her. College keeps her sane, her friends keep her grounded, and logic keeps her dismissing the rumors of a grinning killer lurking in the dark. But the night Jeff the Killer climbs through her window and doesn't kill her - everything unravels. He sees something in her eyes that she refuses to acknowledge: a darkness that mirrors his own. What starts as taunting becomes obsession. What starts as survival becomes something neither of them expected. Love, blood, and chaos - and she's only just beginning to smile.

(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?

Y/N L/N just wants to get through high school unnoticed. But the hallucinations won't stop. The static in his ears won't fade. And the tall, faceless figure lurking at the edge of his vision keeps getting closer. Strange symbols appear in his notebooks. His reflection changes when no one's looking. And something in the woods behind his home watches him... waiting. As the shadows close in around him, Y/N begins to realize the horrifying truth: He isn't just being followed. He's being claimed. By something the world only whispers about. the Tall Man. Slenderman.

Highest rankings: #1 on creepypastaxreader #1 on creepypasta When Y/N L/N accidentally gets added onto a groupchat of absolute imbeciles, she, an idiot, decides to continue to talk to these "angsty teens". Unbeknownst to her, they kinda do be killing doe. 😳👀 This is inspired by many texting fanfics I've read! I forgot most of their names but whatEVER. I think you can find one of them on Quotev, I think it's called "Messages", i don't know I haven't read all of it yet but it's so far a masterpiece full of memes. I can probably update a lot cause sis is homeschooled, yolo. I do have a schedule tho, so give me some patience. And yes I am weird asf and kinda dumb 🤭 typical homeschool stereotype, don't bully me. Also I'm not a big fan of cussing but if a bunch of rebellious serial killers don't cuss then what are they? Sorry if I mess up your Christian vibes ✋😔 (I'm kinda a Christian too actually- if I say the F word I probably misspelled or something.) Enjoy, hoe. 👁👄👁 -Yourlocalcrackhead

Exactly what the title says my beautiful pineapples~ There will be slow updates so sorry in advance

Y/N has never truly lived in the waking world. Born with the ability to walk through the dreams of others, she spends her nights wandering through strangers' fears, desires, and hidden memories. Reality feels thin, distant - like a place she's only visiting. Emotions are puzzles she cannot solve. Sadness, anger, love - she watches them in others, but cannot touch them herself. Her closest connection is Liu, a soft-spoken classmate who always seems to watch her too closely, who answers her absent-minded questions about what it means to feel. Y/N doesn't know his secret - that beneath his gentle smile lies the fractured, dangerous soul of Homicidal Liu. But her quiet, drifting existence begins to unravel the night she buys a worn, unlabeled cartridge at a flea market. It loads Majora's Mask, but the game isn't right. There's no music. No title screen. Only Link's empty eyes, staring back at her - and the name: BEN. Soon, the game begins to speak to her. To follow her. BEN's presence creeps into her devices, her room, her borrowed dreams. But instead of terror, BEN finds fascination. Y/N is unlike anyone he's ever haunted - untethered, unreadable, unreachable. Start: 1/10/2025 End:

(𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵.)

So guys since I quit my channel, I decided to Put community posts in here :)

What would be the greatest pain someone could feel? A stab wound, a gunshot wound, losing an award, falling short in a competition? Or... the loss of a child? Mr. M and Dad Dearest were business partners. They made a deal, holding a monopoly on the Nintendo industry, and with Dearest partnering with Nintendo, they both earned millions of dollars annually. But Dad Dearest, with enough money, betrayed and killed M in the forest where he had taken him. However, one person was not at all happy with her father's death. M's daughter, known as Maria, was a woman in her 30s with a young son. Her husband abandoned her after discovering the pregnancy and left. When Maria learned of her father's death, she was devastated and sad, but she suspected one person: Dad Dearest. She conducted her own investigations since the police never found out where or who could have killed him. She gathered evidence, and when she was about to tell everyone the truth, she was stabbed in the back. The only one who saw it was Daresest going into the room where her son was sleeping. What could have happened to the poor child? (Warning: There will be no sexual content or lewd acts involved. All characters do not belong to me; they belong to their respective creators)

Classic creepypasta x reader with Slendermansion AU You work full-time as a housekeeper for a sketchy motel just to get by, barely enough to pay rent for your shitty one-bedroom apartment and care for you, and the cat you adopted when you found him out by the dumpsters. When you're unexpectedly fired from your job, a man in a yellow Carhart jacket offers you a deal, and tells you to think it over. And, what other choice do you have?

Filipino horror is unique, as folklore has been integrated into our culture, whether we deny it or not. With this series, explore a modern twist on your traditional mythologies to explore aspects of ourselves in the modern world.

Any creepypasta in 2026? Had this oc in my head for a while...

A story inspired by Creepypasta, Slenderverse and the 2026 movie Obsession.

When your parents recently died in a car accident and couldn't afford to continue paying for your family's house, you had to move from Maryland to Alabama, specifically Northport to live with your grandparents. Though you liked Maryland, you easily got used to Alabama. You enjoy the fact you live near a park called Rosswood Park, as well as a nice forest beside it, but little did you know that you'd soon become tangled up in a mystery far darker than what the quiet town ever let on.

This is about a creepypasta character I made with the story and a picture of what he looks like, I hope you enjoy!

#creepypasta the television says strange things...

You've been unlucky since the day you were born. Living a miserable, unfortunate life, you became a disgrace to your family, making them believe you were a mistake. All of this led to your hope of living hitting rock bottom. Ben didn't like that, though-you were no fun. So, you and Ben made a deal... Who knows what?

Addiction is a horrible disease. What if the cure was worse than the addiction? New Dawn Recovery Center boasts a 100% success rate. No cravings. No relapses. Just perfect recovery. Desperate to save their relationship, Alex checks in while his wife Mia watches with hopeful tears. But the graduates aren't healed-they're changed. Empty smiles. Hollow eyes. Run by the sinister Voss couple, the center is a prototype for a shadow government's plan to control the population through neural reprogramming. When Alex discovers the horrifying truth, he becomes a target.

Twenty-eight years before the events described, the dying Soviet Union conducted its final secret experiment near Kyiv. The goal was to subdue an ancient, extraterrestrial substance and solve the energy crisis. However, a catastrophe brought the project to a halt, and Ukraine's independence put a final cross on it. All that remains of the experiment is the mothballed - and later declared unsafe - "Lvivska Brama" metro station. The year is 2019. Bohdan Melnyk's life is shattered into "before" and "after" when his subway train derails at breakneck speed. Coming to his senses at the abandoned "Lvivska Brama," he realizes he is trapped. In the darkness of the tunnels, a living hell awaits Bohdan. The anomalies' local spawns may seem like brainless predators, but underestimating them is a fatal mistake. Bohdan will have to do more than just survive; he must uncover the connection between himself and this underground devilry.