Creepypatas Stories

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.

(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?

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

This is a marble hornets fanfic You are Jessica's younger friend when everything starts happening in a blur, two masked men whisk you away and everything is mysterious and unknown to you. (TW: fighting, mentions of alcohol and stuff, paranoia) don't like, don't read

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."

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

"Oh, oh, oh Oh, here we go Walkin', talkin' like you know I want your pretty little psycho!"

Hadley, the daughter of a certain rapey Slender, has never met said father. But she will at her 17th birthday which is soon. Until that, she has been raised by Slenderman, her uncle. How will she react to meeting her father? (cover isn't mine) (SO, this story and the other Creepypasta fics minus Raised to Hate are going to be discontinued, unless I suddenly get a surge of motivation to try finish this, but unlikely , sorry :( )

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.

Flickering lights. Cold metal floors. Guards everywhere. Pain that won't fade. Welcome to Ironhold, the hidden center of a top-secret government project. Hundreds of criminals are confined here, forced into experiments with drugs, diseases, and mutations. Survival is mandatory. Freedom is forbidden. Kidnapped, trapped, and treated like a test subject, you have one choice: stay alive, or fight for escape with the only allies you can trust-your fellow captives.

"Welcome to my book of ship children and OCs that I made for different fandoms that I was in. Take a look around!" - [REDCATED]

At the High Peaks Campground, two brothers find themselves to be the victims of an infamous deranged serial killer. After they lose their parents in the attack, Lawrence tries to live with the crippling trauma, meanwhile, his brother Marshall remains missing at the campground. Lawrence eventually returns to the campground, an act which would push him fully into mania. He unknowingly follows in the footsteps of his parents' killer until he finds his brother.

I've been planning to write this crossover series between FNAF and Creepypasta since the Covid pandemic. It's going to involve remade versions of several Creepypasta icons and their stories will be tied into the actions of Fazbear Entertainment. The FNAF elements of this story will combine details from both the novel trilogy and the games with me adding some of my own ideas to the sequence of events. This project, however, will primarily focus on the Creepypasta lore and my revision of the novel trilogy will become its own series later down the line. Unlike the novels, this series will also take place in Texas. I do not own any of the artwork or main characters that will be included in this series. Hopefully you guys will enjoy this little project.

Helen Otis/Bloody Painter x Ena Shinonome! Reader Before Y/N Shinonome become a part of Nightcord at 25 member and a third-year student at Kamiyama High School, she was still a junior high school student, her family were moved to different country, Y/N and her brother, Akito Shinonome, were foreign exchange students in two different schools. After Y/N was introduced in classroom, she was told by a teacher that she will sits in the back of the classroom next to a boy named Helen Otis who draws on his sketchbook next to the window, she hears the whispers or gossips from her new classmates about him. Will Y/N Shinonome get along with Helen Otis before something gonna happen in the future?

Jake Williams ("The Green Blur") is a 15-year-old with brown hair streaked green, hollow brown eyes, and a scar across his left cheek. He wears a black hoodie with a green-lined hood, punk bracelets, and carries a small hammer. He moves fast, almost unseen, leaving behind only fear and rumors. His story begins in a quiet suburb, where he watched his neighbor, Nina Hopkins, suffer in silence. After a fire destroyed her home and killed her brother, she returned changed. That same night, she murdered Jake's parents and scarred him before disappearing. After that, something inside Jake broke. He became obsessed with finding her, following traces of Jeffrey Woods to get closer. Along the way, he began killing those he believed could become monsters, marking them as part of his own twisted sense of purpose. Now, he is no longer just a boy... only a blur people see right before it's too late.

What is wrong with you? Why are you in love with a hatchet throwing killer? Why does hurting people feel so.. satisfying? And why does this guy GET it? You did something bad. Really bad. You know it's wrong and it feels wrong but.. something deep inside you likes is. Couldn't you just chew gum? Or have a better hobby? No, of course not! Instead your best hobby is murder, which is why now you're in this house full of psychos like you. Maybe that's why you've been hanging out with this one psycho and found him to be pretty interesting as you adjust to a new life as a malevolent entities killer. Disclaimer! All characters in this are not my own! Each creepypasta or proxy was made by someone else. This is just a story I'm writing. This is just fanfiction for me and anyone who wants to enjoy it! Some people forgot that. If this isn't your thing you are free to click away. Please no hate. This fic is a mix of the best aspects of the pastas or what I find interesting that works for the story narratively and character-wise. (I've been in this fandom so long!! Just got dragged back please send help ToT)

Jeff the killer x y/n ! I made an excruciatingly bad fanfic FIVE years ago. This is my attempt to make it suck less!!! I have lots of drafted chapters but to make it worth the time and effort put in, I'll try to release them weekly!

BOO! the originals aren't enough? well jump into a random lore with goosebumps guaranteed!! (ik that the cover looks like a cheap car advertisement)

Just to know this is part of the main story that I have been writing and this is just me focusing more on relationships more on one I actually really enjoyed Candy Pop and laughing Jack I enjoyed this one more because it was like really cute and really soft and comfy it made it better because I have been watching a lot of romance anime but this is just random stories of well the relationship there's no plot just random scenarios I actually might make a plot if anyone asked me to I'll try but I'm just flat out writing about two gods who fell in love