Creepypastas Stories

*DISCONTINUED* "Whatever you do don't run away from him." Her face was serious. Some people aren't as evil as you think they are. They're just trapped and needs someone to break them free.

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.

James Richard is a 4 year old boy, who lives with his Mother and Uncle, in a bad nieborhood. James's Mother and Uncle is a addict. Both grown ups forgetting that he even exist most the time. One night James's Mother pays his Uncle to "get rid" of James. After he dies, James comes back as a Spirit, what happens when he comes across 3 of Slenderman's proxies Read the story of James Richard and his life with the Creepypasta.

Every sense was on end as Jack held you to his chest. Your chest was aching with some long forgotten emotion and it felt like fireworks were bursting away in your heart. Jack's mask was gone, left on the blanket as he pulled you into a slow waltz. Your eyes illuminated the blank shock on your face. Somehow your world was revolving around this moment. Your throat was burning with thirst. You bit your lip, and Jack noticed. "You're thirsty, aren't you?" He asked. Shame washed over you. You should be more than your need for blood, and base instinct. "Stop that. I hate it when you do that." You looked up at Jack, taken aback. "Stop what?" You asked, confusion clouding your brain. "Stop being ashamed of yourself. Stop trying to reach unrealistic goals no one set for you. Just because you need blood to survive does not mean that defines who you are."

(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?

In the shadowy depths of a forgotten forest, a lonely figure watches-a boy entwined in darkness, harboring a fixation that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality. Haunted by dreams of a princess who brings light to his shadowed existence, he follows her every move, captivated by her innocence and unaware of the darkness lurking just beneath his surface. As seasons change and the world around them shifts, his silent adoration deepens into something more dangerous, a longing that threatens to consume them both. In a tale woven with secrecy and obsession, the line between protector and predator becomes dangerously thin, leaving only the question: how far will he go to keep her by his side?

You're mouth, does it still hurt? Did it myself! I know it hurts. It's fine. I'll kiss it better, I promise.

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

•You can request characters that aren't written yet but I will still update periodically with new summons • • I see you are looking at my book. Most of these are made from information I have gathered throughout research. If any information is highly inaccurate please let me know. I most likely will not include all the different areas to summon, just a basic summon unless requested • • I ADVISE A WEAPON OF CHOICE TO PROTECT YOURSELF. I AM NOT FORCING YOU TO TRY AND SUMMON THESE PEOPLE THEREFOR I AM NOT LIABLE FOR ANY MENTAL, PHYSICAL, OR EMOTIONAL DAMAGE THAT IS INFLICTED UPON YOU. PEOPLE HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO CATCH SYMPTOMS, INCLUDING DEATH, FROM MESSING WITH THINGS THEY HAVENT FULLY UNDERSTOOD YET. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED • • I do not own Creepypastas or there creators. I do not own Wattpad or the people using it. I merely own my thoughts and knowledge that have been written down onto this platform into this book •

Old name: A Prince and Princess (Under Light Editing) Emerald was a sad and lonely girl with no parents or friends to comfort her in her life. One day however, she finds a beautiful meadow in the forest behind her foster parent's house. Little does she know, that meadow would allow her to meet someone that would change her life forever...

This is a reboot of my creepypasta AU because Im not too proud of how I did my books, and how I sorted that AU- There will trigger warnings in almost every chapter, so don't worry, I'll warn you if there is going to be dark themes in a chapter.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyy peoplez thanks for reading my other creepypasta stories if you read then its your choice if you wanna go back and read it but anyway............. In this story the reader-chan.............. HA! You'll have to find out for yourselves sorry if it triggered you that you dont know the story much but then again the title says it all and isn't better to be surprised? Eh? Eh? Okay sorry just choose if you want to read this story or nah

A mix of my ideas I hope you like them English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes that may appear. I don't own the characters, photos, or music, but my OCs and the plot.

Toby finds a TV and Masky a very comfortable bed. None of them resists too much. Credits for the cover: Geerow_ (twitter) You can also find the spanish ver. at @astruquoise

Not all horrors are imagined. Some live next door. These are short standalone stories inspired by whispered fears, urban legends, and things we pretend do not happen.

Continuation of my Random Stuff story There will be more randomness from me, lol And also more fanarts and stuff (Not all arts are mine) (Cover of the book is not mine)

Hello, fellow CP lovers out there! Welcome to yet another reader insert! Wow, such originality. Much creative. I love Creepypasta as much as that guy over there, and I’ve been reading so many amazing Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios and thought, “hey, why not join this community? Why the hell not?!” In this Book, you are the girlfriend of ten Creepypastas! Wow. I love them all. Read this book and you’ll feel happy, sad, horny, weird and possibly falling more in love with these handsome monsters! Requests may vary... I do not own the Creepypastas. All rights are reserved to their owners! See you, Spawns of Zalgo!

A collection of short horror stories that feel too real. Sleep paralysis that won't let go. Shadows that watch from the corner. Things that go bump in the night. These are the nights I couldn't wake up from... until I did. Some are memories. Some are worse. Read if you dare-but don't say I didn't warn you.

I'm really bored and I am sick so that's great! Fuck I hate being sick TvT

there's something wrong with my cat and I can't tell if I'm going insane or not #creepypasta