Creeypasta Stories

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."

﹙ f!reader x creepypastas ﹚ THIS IS NOT MY WORK, a deleted fanfic originally written by HanaBanana on Quotev back in 2020. (Y/N) (L/N) was a girl who thought she did everything "right." A fresh university graduate, she begins her new life at a prestigious job in her dream city. Unfortunately for her, anxiety and paranoia begins to set in when a strange recruited being takes interest in her due to her dark past. Do they mean harm or an opportunity? Can she prove that she has the skills and smarts necessary to succeed? Can she do what needs to be done in order to survive? "We know that you have the capability to take a life"

Y/N became a detective after her brother Jay died. What happens when she meets people she thought she would never see again? She has no one left, no one. As she was hanging out with sally, a man with a white feminine mask walked past and glanced at her.

(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?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── When a soaking figure appears in Y/N's dorm before vanishing impossibly quickly, trouble is sure to follow... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── This story is being constantly updated! There will be new parts every two weeks (minimum). Last edited: 1/12/25 ART AND COVER FONT IS MINE ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Female Y/N ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── This story is a fanfic including the creepypasta, marble hornets and Slenderverse fandoms. I will do my best to not make the characters totally fanon, however I will have to deviate from their cannon selves in places (or they'd just kill you immediately). Also, as a Marble Hornets fan, I am aware that Masky and Hoodie are not proxies canonically. However, for the purpose of this story they will be. I will also be using characters from the series EverymanHYBRID- so if you don't know what this is then I recommend doing a quick search as parts of this story will be written under the assumption you understand what I'm referencing. The EverymanHYBRID channel and series is still up on YouTube but is fairly complex to understand (I'm talking from pure personal experience and hours of confusion myself) so I'd recommend Night Mind's series that explains the series in-depth. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── TW: gore, violence, blood, toxic relationships, death, murder, bad language/cursing, unsettling/graphic descriptions, men being men, bodily damage, MAYBE implied NSFW (though nothing at all explicit), religious trauma, IMPLIED r4pe (NOTHING explicit) etc... there will NOT be a TW at the start of each chapter, so be warned! If any of these topics are triggering for you, please do not continue to read! ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

Just a normal girl with her parents and brother living her life. Well, up until the days her mother dies, she gets attacked and mentioned brother disappears. She's left with her father, a soon-to-be alcoholic. The only escape? None. Not even school. Meet 'Red Eye' and her story.

Just an ordinary girl that accidentally joins a group chat full of serial killers. What could go wrong? Warning! There will be cussing and all sorts of chaos throughout this! Read at your own risk. Sorry if its a little bit cringy in the beginning. This is the first book I've ever wrote. Ranks: #1 Creepypasta #1 Creepypastaxreader #1 textbook #1 chatroom Thank you guys for the support ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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!

Trinity is a 17 year old girl. There's one word to describe her. Insane. She has a voice in her head that makes her go insane. That voice is her insanity. Her parents decided to send her off to a asylum. To try to fix her. To bring back the daughter they loved. Oh how they was wrong to do that. That just makes things worse. {COVER MADE BY ME! I DON'T OWN CREEPYPASTA! THEY BELONG TO THEIR ORIGINAL OWNERS!}

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

Ever since (Y/n) had inherited her great grandfather's farm in the desolate town of Markwood, she had been living paycheck to paycheck as a farmer. So when she ends up holding an intruder hostage in her home, she's torn between killing him or keeping him alive. He is one more mouth to feed, but letting him go could mean her demise. Cover art by: nala_fel on Instagram

Y/N is a very odd child. Many people believe she isn't mentally OK. but you try having to be adopted at three years old? being abused, used, bullied all of your life? And the right side of her face burned. she can't fully smile anymore, her hair on the right side is full black, while the other side is a light shade of brown. will she be able to reunite with her two brothers who are murderers? Inspired by: A Smile to Earn I'd recommend reading that story as well.

FAN FICTION Jane was given this journal and she wants to record all of her thoughts in here. From burning pizza places to missing children to evil alt accounts, she's there to witness it all.

If you want romance, this story is not for you. This is a Creepypasta x Reader which lacks the element of romance, contrary to other x reader stories. You're supposed to go clean up your Uncle's old cabin... a cabin which the locals claim shouldn't be in this plane of existence, and you quickly find out as to why.

Since you were a child all you've seen were the confines of a facility you were roughly forced into at just five years old; barren rooms, empty white walls, and most importantly, the scientists that turned you into something that wasn't quite human-who gave you connections to something that definitely wasn't human. But now? You've escaped, due to a sudden fire. And after an unnerving encounter with a sadistic killer, you're brought to a place where you're promised safety. Although, with everything that's happened in your life so far you have trouble trusting it, and that burning feeling deep within your skin is getting stronger, begging to be released-begging for revenge. ------------ FYI's: -ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW OF ANY ERRORS !! -Y/N is gender-neutral in this story, and is regarded by they/them pronouns. -Not all details of Jeff and the other creepypastas will be exact. Their backstories and motives will be the same, but some visual differences may be there. -Obviously blood and death will be mentioned. -Y/N is 18 in this story, and Jeff is 19 ------------ Current Word Count- 43,078 ------------ Credits to @pyanyasha on Instagram, and TikTok for the art on the cover, check their art out !

Book 1: The Midnight Hollow "Once you board this train, there is no way back." There is a train that doesn't appear on any map. It is called the Midnight Hollow Express. It only stops at a hidden platform at midnight. To get on, you need a special golden ticket. But be careful-this ticket is a trap. At first, the train looks beautiful and expensive. But as soon as the doors lock, everything changes. The beautiful curtains turn into dirty rags. The bright lights turn into a scary green glow. The air smells like an old grave. On this train, time works differently. Days feel like minutes, and months pass by in the blink of an eye. People go missing in the real world, but on this train, they are trapped forever. There is no driver. There is no exit. There are only heavy footsteps coming toward your door in the dark. Will you find a way to escape, or will you stay on this ghost train forever?

Basically I got tired of crappy fanfictions that have too many plot holes, so I'm making my own, your welcome. A girl, a boy, and a sadistic serial killer, what could go wrong?

Experiencias mias y cosas que encuentre investigando la foto es porque HABIT se me pego como una lapa el muy gili

uhm.. how do I explain this?