Hoodie Stories

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

What time is it?

↳ ❝ 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

You were always different. You were hated and shunned since the first breath you ever took. Since the first sound you ever made. You didn't understand why, you tried your best to be what people considered normal, But it never changed. There was something utterly w̶r̶o̶n̶g̶ about you. They could sense it, but you couldn't.

You've somehow bought a cabin in the woods without selling body parts on the black market. Just you and your cat alone in peace. No neighbors around to worry about seeing you without a shirt on through the window, no one to complain when you're playing music at ungodly hours during the night, and nobody to talk behind your back about your living choices. Well... that's what you thought anyway.

Audrey Camille Brooks just wants one thing: peace. Too bad she has a temper that ruins everything. After breaking a classmate's nose, Audrey gets expelled-and shipped off to CrestView High, an elite school her mother hopes will "fix" her. It won't. Because CrestView has its own kind of chaos. And then there's Dylan Chase Montgomery. Handsome. Rich. Basketball captain. The golden boy every girl dreams about-and every teacher trusts. At least... he was. Until Audrey walked in. From the moment they meet, it's war. No friendship. No understanding. Just pure, relentless tension. Classrooms. Hallways. Streets. Wherever they go, conflict follows. But at CrestView High, enemies don't just clash- they explode. And leave it to Audrey and Dylan to show you how it's done. Hate has never gotten sweeter.

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀❟ 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 ❞ ・・・・・ ❛❛ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? ❞ Ỉ̶̺̠̞̗̥̰̜̾̔̚͝ ̶͙̳̈́͠d̷̍͋͌͑̕͠ͅo̶͔̘̯̊́n̷̨̡̢̡̨͕͉̘͖̒̽̀̋̈̑̈͑͘͠'̷͇͉̑̂̃͌́͋ț̶͛̎̐̋̑̓́̕ ̵̱̥͚͉͖̖̤͋̄͐͘͠k̷̡̳̹̳͈̮̯̗̱͑n̶̬̺̥̩̈́̓́̾͗̚̕͝o̸̞̤͙̚w̶̢͍͙̜̹̠̜̣̽ ̸͎̮͙̦͙̣̼͎̩͍̑̈́̈̎̾̃͘h̷̡̻̓͆̎͑́̕o̷͙͉̘̩̭̰̎̐w̸̮̏̊̍͒̂̀ ̷̢͍̖͕̻͔̈́̅̃̔͂̎̂͛ý̶̛̮͈̰͕͇̲̺̳͍͋̎͌̍̚͝o̸̲̼̫͕͙͙͒u̶̢̝͙̿̂̓̑́̊͘͝ ̴̨̡̣̖͚̞̼̳̩̤͒͐̑̊͋̆̾͌̕ȇ̸̡͔̓̈́̀̈́̏͗̑̕ñ̴͔d̶̢͕̰͎̫̟̥̺̣͌̀̓͛̑̃̓͘͜e̶͎̖̖̫̱̠̗̥͆͛̎͊͜d̷̨̨͔͊͐̆͋ ̶̹͈̩͗͒͑̚ứ̵̪̾͋̉p̵̛͕͚̎͋̎̽́͋̊͝͝ͅ ̵̢̰̭̖̜͕̭̯͍̈̄́̂̿h̶͇̼͖̙͕͆̎̍͌̈́͜ę̸̗͈͔̥͇̯̌̀̎̇̇̒ŕ̶̨̮̯̻̏̽̐è̶̻̯̗̄ ❛❛ 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝.❞ ⌞ various.ᐟ X female!reader ⌝ ------- You are about to read a story written by someone who: forgets plot details updates randomly and sometimes writes at 2 a.m. with zero brain cells left Proceed at your own risk. ִ ࣪𖤐

Classic creepypasta x reader with Slendermansion AU You work full-time as a housekeeper for a sketchy motel just to get by, barely enough to pay rent for your shitty one-bedroom apartment and care for you, and the cat you adopted when you found him out by the dumpsters. When you're unexpectedly fired from your job, a man in a yellow Carhart jacket offers you a deal, and tells you to think it over. And, what other choice do you have?

This will have documented encounters with the creepypastas, and this is ur choice to read, so its not my fault if/when something happens to you!! This will kinda be like an online journal just in case I lose mine. Good luck in this rabbit hole... -AL3X

Everyone in Blackwater knows death follows the woods. As the town coroner, you're supposed to be the one making sense of it - stitching answers into cold flesh, giving grief clean edges, pretending the dead stay dead once they reach your table. Then hikers find a body posed deep in the forest with your name carved into its chest. You don't remember the victim. You don't remember being near Blackwater Road. And you definitely don't remember the thing waiting in the trees. As more bodies appear arranged like offerings, old memories begin clawing their way back to the surface: rain-soaked nights, strange symbols cut into bark, whispers in the dark telling you not to run. The local police think you're hiding something. They're right. You just don't know what it is yet. Because something in Blackwater has been watching you for a very long time. And it remembers you perfectly.

My own log for everything spooky related!!! DISCLAIMER: Feel free to interpret this however you wish, but keep in mind that none of this is SOLID FACT. If you want to believe all of this, be my guest. Just don't do anything crazy with this knowledge. This was all for fun, experience, and the pursuit of creepypasta knowledge for me!! stay safe :P

. . . 4 years, That was the deal. It was a sacrifice she made willingly, For 4 years, she worked tirelessly, pushing herself to the limits and beyond, even though it meant leaving whatever left behind. There were moments of doubt and despair, of course. Moments when she wondered if she had made the right choice, if it was all worth it. But then she would remember why she was doing it, and the doubts would fade away. {Creepypasta/Marble Hornets} Disclaimer/note: This is just for fun and this story contain mature/adult themes such as violence/cursing. I don't own any of the original characters except for my OCS, everything else belongs to their rightful owners.

Do you agree or disagree with some of these statements. These are all your options so don't argue with each other. Cover by me!

Babysitting for the Dunn family throughout the Halloween week was meant to be simple, until it wasn't. Complications arose when the oldest son Stanley went for afters after a party and descended into the woods (never to be seen again) and the youngest daughter Sarah's imaginary friend became more active.... Rewriting old stories! 18+ Triggering subject will of course and might be spoken about, respect your triggers and don't read if you experience discomfort. This will have multiple different endings. I wont be writing romantic endings with some of the characters because the morality of age differences duhhhhhhh

Ella is in love with creepy pasta, so is her best friend Sabrina. They are the only ones who actually believe there real so there always there for each other, but then something happens to Ella, causing her world to go upside down. The next day see figures out that Sabrina is missing and wont stop until she finds her. But, she gets caught up in her own drama. 4 demons are in love with her and she cant decide. She loves them all equally. So now she has to stop the fighting and has to find Sabrina, what will Ella do?

Lilith is a clever and emotion lacking girl, at least, that's what she was told by people. "You mean they bullied you into staying there, right?" "Y-yeah.. So will you stay with us? Please?" "Fine." She agrees to stay with her two friends Michael and Ashley when Ashley was bullied into staying at the old carnival grounds. They would need proof of staying there the whole night. AKA photos. When creatures they didn't think were real start appearing, are they so sure they can leave whenever they want?

You had a pretty normal life... untill he came. He kidnapped you and brought you to a mansion. All you want to do is get out of there... until. You can't. And maybe don'y even want to anymore....

Mietitrice is not your average 15 year old. She's a child of Death, literally. Her dad is the almighty Thanatos. At least her nephew, Nico, has Will. She's more of an outcast than he EVER was. What happens when she decides to run to the Underworld to help her father reap souls? What will she do when she finds two warring demons: The Operator- more commonly known as Slenderman, and Zalgo- He Who Waits Behind The Wall, have been warring for decades. When the gods finally notice, they decide to send none other than Death's daughter. How will she solve this, and who will she meet along the way? P.S. Mietitrice is pronounced Mē-tīt-rihs (Mee-Tie-Tris) I own the cover, the plot, and Mietitrice. The Creepypastas and the everyone else at Camp Half-blood and Camp Jupiter belong to their respective owners: Rick Riordan (PJO & HOO), Troy Wagner - Joseph DeLage - Kirill Baru - Tim Sutton (MH), and whoever the heck created all the Creepypastas. Copyright2019-2020

First off, yes, this is another one of those "Living with Creepypastas, I am somehow the only human that has ever been spared by one, I'm special and blah blah blah" stories, but I just love them so much! I can't help it, I must write one! But do not fear my fellow readers! I will try to not be basic and have the human settle in instantly and make it more realistic! Also, I am open to suggestions at any time and love them!

Slenderman, having been reading his first proxy's file in hope of finding their whereabouts, had forgotten to hide it away before leaving the room, and when he sent his current proxy Masky upstairs to grab a file for their newest mission he ended up seeing it. Curiosity pulled, Masky asked about the proxy he never knew of, only to learn that there are somethings that should be left in the past. Or should it? Meanwhile Zalgo has secret he tries desperately to hide from the outside world, and especially from the members of the Slender Mansion. What happened to Slenderman's first proxy? Where are they? What is Zalgo so determined to hide the he is willing to risk everything to keep it from Slenderman. And will the members of the Slender Mansion be able to solve the mystery that surrounds the past of their leader before someone gets hurt?