Hoodiexreader Stories

What time is it?

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

"Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to get acquainted with a bunch of killer's" Y/n L/n, a soon to be famous, tech loving college student, an inspiration, a therapist, or a socially deprived teenager, call it what you want, and a bunch of depressed killers. Watch our dear Reader dig their own grave! creepypasta x f. reader Revamp

❝𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔.❞ ׂ╰┈➤ [ various! creepypasta x fem! reader ] ➤ IN WHICH, your search for purpose gets you swamped into a world of serial killers, monsters, and faceless fears. Questions pile into more questions as your friends, peers, and strangers start to drop dead one after the other. Just what did your dad do to deserve their wrath? And why are these demons convinced you're hiding something from them? Maybe it's your purpose to die early, or maybe, just maybe, you can save the people you love. ⚠︎ ║ TAGS: • yandere creepypasta • creepypasta x reader • obsession, stalking, dark • morally grey reader

You are Slender's new proxy. Your fellow proxies include Masky, Ticci Toby, and the very quiet Hoodie. Relationships between proxies is strictly prohibited, so what happens when you find yourself falling for the hooded boy?

Well this is my first story so please don't hate on it. I probably won't get any reads or anything but if someone does actually find it well thanks!

I need no description, just read the story please

▃▅▆█ Basically inspires off the fanfic of "Pretty voice. Hoodie x Reader". But it's a total different, concept? Minus the reader being famous and having Hoodie in the story. █▆▅▃ ---- ༶•┈┈┈┈┈┈୨Reader (Nonbionary, pronouns: They/Them and is referred to as "Reader") is an actor and lives in Hollywood. They've been feeling paranoid recently and brushes it off as possible nervousness for an upcoming movie. But that paranoia creeps into severe paranoia when mysterious packages/images/gifts start to show up at their house. ୧┈┈┈┈┈•༶

(Y/n) looked down "Remember... When we where younger you told me that if I woke up around four or three in the morning you're most likely being watched?" Her friend nodded "Do you think I'm being watched?"

Your a 16 year old girl and you've grown up with all the creepypastas but you and hoodie have a strong bond out of everyone else and you both haven't realized your feelings for each other will you both realize it and come together? Or will you forever be unsure?

Your life in the Creepypasta mansion!.. Kinda? Various CP x reader. Idk if there's going to be a definitive ship or not. To be determined?

Brian: perveted yandere Tim: overprotective yandere Jay: Soft yandere Alex: Sadist yandere A fucked childhood with twisted childs, decayed hopes, little lies which hide bigger regets. You don't know what to do, you are still that 5 year old kid who loves her daddy. (Y/N)... is a quite, beauty. She is like a therapist, she is quite like a therapist. That's why they like her, she listens not like everybody. She does understand. She hears your screams in your sentences and seems to see the war inside your head. She can touch the tears you hide inside. She has the wings to pass over from the walls you built inside your skin which protects your mind. She can reach your soul and that's her beauty. (Y/N) cames back to America from her mother country France becuse of a childhood promise, she thinks this is a childish thougth but seems like none of her friends forget about this promise. Coming back to America where her childhood was, brings back memories. Even the ones she does not want to remember. (It's a Yandere × reader story, please do not read if this disturbs/cringes you, thank you for understanding!)

A lonely and troubled past leads Y/N into the woods. Hey, friends can be found in strange places. Art is not mine. It belongs to the artist.

Tell me which characters I should add lol Title is self explanatory is gender neutral ;3

just another creepypasta fanfic

Who will y/n pick, what will come of it? ______________________________________________________ "pick, me or him" hoodie demands with masky standing in the doorway. I look between them "you know I can do that!" I yell before looking away. _______________________________________________________ Alright so I'm impulsively writing this story, no promises on when I will update or if it's any good. I will have a character description page because yknow just in case (only for main characters because I'm very lazy)

A world where nothing is seen. You still treated me as a person. As much as she can't see, she can feel.

requested by a fellow reader of mine <3 I hope you enjoy and make sure to read my other story. Fellow Arsonist!

I was a emo in a vast world of vscos so I didn't fit in anywhere whatsoever