Crepypastas Stories

(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

[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 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

This is a creepypastas fanfic of sorts with my oc Cade again, yes ik he's my character for everything im sorry lol: After escaping his abusive past, 19-year-old Caden-known as Hell Hound to most-finds refuge in Slenderman's mansion, a dark haven for killers and proxies. With being Half-demon and half-werewolf, he struggles to control the monster inside him while finding belonging among the horrors of his new family. But when his bloodline awakens under the blood moon and a rogue proxy threatens everything, Cade must fight to protect the only place-and person-that ever felt like home... especially Ticci Toby. "Half wolf. Half demon. All heart-and all hell when you hurt his family."

!!Ongoing!! (Contains trigger warnings!) Y/N Smith, a troubled high school teen, is forced to move schools after getting herself kicked out. After moving schools, she encounters the Woods brothers, Liu and Jeffrey, the richest kids at Forrest Lake High School. She befriends Liu, a brown-haired boy who's a grade older and the popular one of the two. Jeffrey, the bullied emo kid, begins catching Y/N's eyes, and she begins pitying him when she runs into him being bullied after class. After seeing him get beat up the day before Winter Break, she stands up to the bullies, and begins to befriend Jeffrey. Liu begins to stray away from her and eventually, after not seeing much of Liu, he disappears, along with their parents. Then does Jeffrey. After a few years, Y/N moves past her friendships with Liu and Jeffrey, and graduates high school, about to begin college. People start randomly disappearing and while driving back to her hometown, she runs into someone unexpected after her car breaks down in the middle of the night. And she's resorted to walking until she finds signs of human life. She meets the eyes of the person slowly walking towards her. "J-Jeffrey..?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ #2 in Jeffxreader on Wattpad

You are a secret killer for a few years, nobody can ever track you. You gain powers are from music Example: you hear the song unravel from Tokyo Ghoul, you became a ghoul what if the creepypasta's find out about you? This is a reader insert. YOU are the main character Creepypasta x reader THIS IS VERY OLD!

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.

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

No matter where you tried to run, hide- no matter where you turned- that boy was there. From the familiar T shirts to the hoodies- to the manic grin across his face as his hatchets glared in the moon light- and the tall shadowy figure with no face loomed over you two. Reaching beckoning tendrils out to you- reaching for you- telling you to come home with it and the boy, and to join his side. Another thing about him though- was the fact that remembering who he was, hurt and felt impossible. His face and name evading you the same way you ran from him. But you grow tired, and like a rabbit running out of steam, you're eventually going to run out of energy to keep escaping him, and he- is relentless. Just like the creature that trails him- he wont give up till he has you. (Reader has amnesia, so does Toby- but they know they know each other, somehow- and he wants you back, -lots of obsessive stalking- lots of gore- you have been warned)

this is just for fun I'm bored and have nothing better to do this is also my second attempt at writing this so please be nice if you comment I also have dyslexia so there might be a few spelling mistakes, this story is also based off a creepypasta OC I have, I hope you enjoy even if you find it wired 😁👋 btw I'm not sure if I'm going to make this a OC x creepypasta work, reasoning is because I simp for a lot of the creepypastas and I can't choose just one 😭 so not sure if this will be a OC x creepypasta work 😅

(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

You thought your phone was broken when it read nine-forty-three in the morning while it was pitch black outside. One look at social media gave you all the information you needed to know what was happening. The sun was gone. Everywhere, in every state, city, country. Not only that, but people were making up all kinds of excuses for why it was missing. Yet, with each hour that passed, it kept worsening. People began looting in major cities, creating mobs to rush important buildings or block off busy roads. You, living in a semi-large city, could hear the sounds from afar; until those sounds turned to screaming, yelling, running. There were things out there. Things that wanted to hurt you. People that wanted to hurt you. Will daybreak ever come again? Or was this new, apocalyptic setting forever your new reality? ...And why did a masked, bloodied, man just break into your bathroom? ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.

You and Toby were best friends soon lovers from the day you ran into him in the woods.(WARNING I MAY MISSPELL WORDS) (THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC PUBLISHED SO NO HATE PLZZZZ)

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.

People say i look either like my mom or my dad, but then they say it's a bad thing that I look like either one of them. It's another reason why I'm not adopted. I never knew them, and don't know what makes people hate them, or even fear them. But what I don't realize is that on the date of my 16th birthday, my life is going to take a twisted turn.

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una chica despierta en un lugar raro parecido a los backrooms, sin rastro de sus 5 amigas

chat this is a crack story fore and mh friend giys

The mortuary was never meant to be opened after 10 PM. Built long before the hospital, buried with secrets from the British era, it has claimed every soul who dared to enter after dark. When Ele, a medical student with a window facing the mortuary, begins dreaming of an unknown old woman, curiosity turns into obsession. As buried truths awaken and spirits demand justice, some secrets refuse to stay dead - and fear chooses its heirs carefully. Because after 10 PM, the dead are no longer silent.