Creppypasta Stories

"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?

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

What happens if a Neko and a killer meet? Could they possibly fall in love or hate each other?

Was becoming a house keeper to a broken down mansion holding several -what you thought was fictional- killers on your checklist? Not really. But it pays well. Are you really gonna be able to use the money? Probably not. Was having half of the residents obsess over you because of an accident virus on your checklist either? Absolutely!! So you reside in the Slender Mansion, all while time fleshes into nonsense and secrets unfold before your eyes. Soon, all you'll know is the truth. You won't be able to hide from the truth anymore. Huske. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Hello guys!!! Please give me feedback, I've been really trying to up my writing skills!! So I'm not all that sure that this is better than the og!! :D 🥇 - Bendrowned 🥇 - Ticcitoby 🥇 - Maskyandhoodie 🥇 - slenderman 🥇 - Bloodypainter 🥇 - creepypasta

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

Basically this story is based on a half giant Girl who meets Toby, and goes through some stuff.

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.

"There's a thin line between love and hate", that's stupid. If you hate him, you just hate him. Who's the asshole that made that up? -Masky thought. The relationship Masky and Toby had was complicated... and weird. They were not friends, not a couple, they didn't even get along, but they love each other. They had a strange way to show their love, but they did love each other that's for sure. "Friends don't kiss", who cares, however they were not friends. They were just kisses from one proxy to another proxy. 🚨 Enemies to lovers x slow burn 🚨 Lenguage: hate speech, slurs 🚨 Sexual content NOT explicit 🚨 Grown up characters

↳ ❝ when a mysterious faceless stick tree man believes you, a random wimpy teenager, is worthy enough to be one of his epic edgy sidekicks and murder people for touching his poor quality emo sketch book pages he leaves on trees. ❞ ⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆Life With Creepypastas [LWCPS]⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ • 𝘯𝘰𝘯－𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘪𝘤. • cover art by: me shitting around on roblox some random wednesday

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

Four months. Four months since Y/N L/N disappeared into the woods. Four months since the search was called off. Four months since the world moved on. His family grieved. His friends were left with questions. Life continued without him. But Y/N is still alive. Hidden deep within the woods, Y/N has spent the past four months adjusting to a life he never thought possible. A life among proxies, killers, and legends whispered about in the dark. Now, as the son of Slenderman, Y/N must step into a new role and learn what it truly means to be a proxy. Yet while Y/N embraces his new life, the world he left behind refuses to completely forget him. Some bonds aren't so easily broken. And some stories don't end when a person goes missing. They only begin.

(POSTING ALMOST DAILY) A collection of dark short stories by Sterling. I am currently writing my first fantasy novel and wanted to try writing some short stories in a completely different genre. I've never written any shorts before so I hope you enjoy!

Warning: This is a fan made story for the NES Godzilla Creepypasta. I don't own the original story as it was made by CosbyDaf nor do I own any of the monsters made by Toho, or Tsuburaya and I don't own most of the original characters. This is purely a project that I wanted to make to show my love towards Cosby, and everyone else who has made these stories as a whole.

A Fantasy Horror Anthology where every story ends in death, transformation, or something supernatural.

♤ One, two, the clock strikes through; Three, four - He's at your door. ♤ °°•○♡▪︎▪︎▪︎♡○•°° Rose Black had only agreed to play the Midnight Game for her best friend Gabbie's YouTube channel. After all, it was a harmless game, right? That's what she'd thought, until the nightmares start to seep in. The whispers, fear - until the Midnight Man emerges to haunt her. Until gruesome events begin striking those connected to the ritual. Rose finds herself torn between navigating a growing mystery and the life she's trying to build - chasing her dreams for a prestigious music festival, while surviving university schedules, and competing against the infuriatingly talented newcomer- Aiden, who seems determined to get under her skin. And somehow, into her heart. With the darkness crawling closer and time running out, Rose must uncover what happened the night she played the game, and why it feels impossible to let go of the very being that haunts her. The game ends at dawn. Its consequences don't.

my creepypasta story

This is what happens when I read too many creepypastas and I get really bored and I'm a new gen✌

Just a baker , nothing too crazy...but what does happend when the normal encounters the bizarre side of life?...