Creppypastas Stories

Meet Brandy, the mother of the creepypastas. I know its been like years since any of us have heard of creepypastas, but I feel like we need a wake up call for this fandom. Brandy is the official mother of the pastas, even the cold-hearted ones seem to warm up to her.

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

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

Y/N is a trans boy who is just trying to get by. He works and has an average social life. What happens when he runs into 3 know proxies for slenderman ? But behind the killers, is bigger demons who aren't remembered by anyone.

highest rank - #1!! in creepypasta, #40 in fanfiction Brooklynn may only be 6, but she already hates her life. Her father is cheating on her mother. Her mom knows he is cheating, but just drinks away the pain of a broken heart. Her brother does drugs in his room all day. Nobody wants Brooklynn. The only friends she has are her dollies. They listen to her. They help her through this very tough time. But, they can only do so much. Brooklynn had imaginary friends. The only issue with this is... They weren't imaginary.

(Y/n)- your name has a "second personality" who he refers to as Sane. He escaped the asylum he was locked away in at age five. He finally escaped after three years of torture You run into the woods and are cornered...just has you thought you were finished...some unexcepted savoirs come in. I do not own the picture for the cover nor do I own the creepypastas Highest Rank: #73 In Random Lowest Rank: #965 In Random

(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, also, I publish chapters on ao3 first. 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?

Im a nobody in my old town, in fact people hated me because they hated the way I joked about what lunatics do. Well sorry I turn the bad into funny. My only friend was Becky and she moved to New York with her boyfriend. So since I was a hated by everyone in town I moved to an unmarked town. Population 83, well 84 now, 85 if you count my dog. How my life changed that day. I'm not hated anymore I'm feared by the people and I love it.

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

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

So this is one-shots of creepypasta so enjoy! Requests are open! Examples- Jeff, BEN, EJ, Hoodie etc.

This is going to be a book about different creepypasta's and you their child. So I hope you enjoy my content!!!!! ;-) P.S I do not own any of these character other than my oc neither do I own any art or photos

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED Highly recommended if you are 18+ This story contains smut/ fluff/ and boyfriend/ Girlfriend scenarios. This book is mostly written for girls and I'm sorry. ❌- 18+ ✔️- Your safe 👫 Characters👫 🕴️Males🕴️ -Slenderman -Jeff The Killer -Ben Drowned -Masky -Hoodie -Ticci Toby -Laughing Jack - Eyeless Jack -Liu/Sully -Puppeteer -Jason the toy maker -Bloody Painter -Dr. Smiley -Trenderman -Offenderman -Splendorman 👠Females👠 -Jane the killer -Nina the killer -Clockwork -Pinkamena -Suicide Sadie -Zero -Judge Angel -Lulu -Nurse Ann -Kate the chaser

An Offenderman x Reader story! Except your Character is a depressed little bean, maybe it's because of a bad relationship with your Ex and he's still trying to take you as his. But over the past year the anger, depression and Stress has build up...wonder what could go wrong 🤔 Anywho this story has Deaths gore as well as a little bit of Lemon Lime *Lenny face* Enjoy!

19-year-old William Lynch, who works as a cashier, meets a ominous guy, who soon becomes his worst nightmare. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ If you wanna send fanart you can send it to n0.m0r3.s3crets@gmail.com and I'll be sure to feature it in one of the chapters and @ you! Formerly known as "No Way Out" or "Dumbass" Marble hornets and creepypasta are kinda combined? I guess it's more like Toby being the new Alex. Either way, Tim is not a proxy. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ The 'convenience store' idea was inspired by @givemepockets, so go check them out. Cover art is by my friend. You can find them on Instagram @y0ur_bad_b0y TOBY BELONGS TO WADE KASTOWAY. TIM BELONGS TO TROY WAGNER, MARBLE HORNETS. THE ONLY THING THAT BELONGS TO ME IS THE STORY PLOT AND WILLIAM LYNCH (+SOME OTHER CHARACTERS) Warnings: Violence, swearing _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Request oneshots with your favorite Slender brothers! I do the main four and will do the others as well! Just let me know what you want and I'll get to it as soon as I can!

(Creepypasta X reader) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They say nightmares are fragments of your imagination, a day's hardship or subconscious thoughts. Nightmares aren't real.. they're just bad dreams. A feeling like sour milk or moldy meat settled in your brain. So why is it that I'm standing in my own worst nightmare? The middle of a old broken mansion in the middle of nowhere, no cell service, deep in the back country of the north and surround by miles an miles of dense forest. The mansion is always broken.. rotting from the inside out- spattered with blood and other bodily fluids. Eyes staring at me from the shadows ... catching a glimpse of something moving just out of the corner of my eye.. sounds of footsteps echoing from a floor above or below. But why am I here!? ~~~~ I've always been obsessed with the morbid nature of death.. decay and supernatural. My parents and close family friends were the only people who knew of my.. hobbies.. my name is y/n mayflower. I'm a sophomore in college with straight A's and a booming social life! ... Sound convincing enough for you? Because it did for the cops.. for my friends and teachers and even... myself for awhile. You want the truth? I'll tell you the truth! But your gonna need to sit and get comfortable because it's a long one.

They had just got done putting (Y/N)'s ex friend/enemy and her ex boyfriend in their torturing devices. "Who are you!? What do you want!?! Let them go!!!!" She yelled as she glared at them, the one with the feminine mask looked at her, coming over. "We are Masky, Hoodie, and Ticci Toby, and We Get What We Want.... And this includes you, my dear (Y/N)." Masky said as he caressed her cheek.

Just some scenarios with the spooky boys. Reader can be any gender. Requests are welcome. All characters in this story (including the reader) are 18 or older. I do not own any of these characters. Jeff the Killer belongs to sesseur, Ben Drowned belongs to Jadusable, Eyeless Jack belongs to Azelf5000, Masky and Hoodie belong to the creators of Marble Hornets, Troy Wagner and Joseph DeLage. Homicidal Liu belongs to Vampirenote13. The Bloody Painter belongs to DeluCat. Hobo Heart belongs to Chris Oz Fulton.

As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.