Creepypasta x Reader | Serial Killer
- Reads 109
- Votes 12
- Parts 5
" sweet serial killer, said you know i love the thrill of the rush, you know i love the thrill of the rush "
yes, that is a quote from Lana Del Rey's unreleased song Serial Killer.
ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏᴘᴀꜱᴛᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ꜱᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ
it's a fem reader (who is a lesbian), i'm so sorry! i was just tried of seeing heterosexual Y/N or only gay Y/N's who are boys-
Marble Hornets characters will also be included!!
- Tim Wright/Masky
- Brian Thomas/Hoodie
-------
the first, few chapters are not really the best, sorry about that. but it does get better, i promise.
lowercase intended.
-------
book status -
started: 12, march 2022
published: 17, may 2022
ended: (not completed)
(been a hot minute since i started lmao)
-------
[all rights reserved - liuc0re]
content warnings and/or trigger warnings will be the first thing you see. if ANYTHING makes you uncomfortable, DO NOT read any further, please. viewer discretion is strongly advised.
!!disclaimer: minor grammatical errors
cover: @x_Nayan_x (Pinterest)
-------
thank you, and enjoy the book!
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
MONSTER
JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them.Complete
The Weeping Wolf (Slashers x Reader)
(Y/N) had a beautiful life-a happy family, friends, a home, and a strong passion for music. That all changes when her parents get divorced and her mum is left with nothing. (Y/N) and her mum are forced to move in with her abusive aunt. (Y/N) keeps having mysterious dreams and her life only seems to be crumbling apart with every passing day. When she's finally had enough she decides to escape from her troubled life; little does she know that there's something big waiting for her. (wrote this when I was 13/14 so excuse the cringy a/n's and any mistakes)Complete
Sweet Sweet Slumber: A Jeff the Killer love story
This is a Jeff the Killer fan-fiction/love story. Each chapter is song themed so I will put a link to every song in the description. It does have a few sexually explicit scenes and more than a few gory scenes. I will rate each chapter In the description there will be explanations of certain things that might be considered foggy and there will also be name pronunciations because many of the names are difficult to pronounce It is a lengthy story and each chapter is much longer than one would expect. I have a very distinct writing style that I haven't really seen in many fan-fictions and will make the formatting a little different from normal fan-fictions. Disclaimer: Due to a few reactions I've received from this story, I feel that it is necessary for me to put this here. I, in no way, think that it is okay to take the life of another human being. Life is a precious gift and it is wrong to rob it from someone. I do not believe that being a serial killer is a good thing. It is in no way commendable, acceptable, or right. Serial killers are not good people and the acts that they commit are wrong and barbaric. This story is to only entertain an idea. It is fiction and so is the character Jeff the Killer. If he were real, the events depicted here would not transpire in this manner and he would be a person feared rather than idolized. Serial killers are real and I highly doubt they will hesitate to kill you. These people belong in jail where that can't harm anyone or in a mental rehabilitation facility where they can get help if that be the case. Please do not misunderstand that by me writing this story that I feel that the act of killing multiple people is okay. It is not, and I do hope that everyone realizes that.Complete
Stalked By A Serial Killer
"How do you feel now, Morgan?" She says, more pointing something out than asking a question. She grabs hold of my wrists and tightens them. If I could see properly I could swear I see them turn purple. "I could beat you to the bone, right here, right now, till you die from your injuries. But, I won't. You will die. Maybe not today, maybe not in a month, but you will." Well, obviously I'm going to die. Humans don't live forever. "Wonder why?" "No, and I really don't care." She answers anyway. "Because we have the power, the people, and the weapons to do it. Face it, you're defenseless against us." I feel some blood flooding my mouth, so I, being a perfectly nice person, spit it in her face. That doesn't faze her at all. "I have the strength and intelligence, something you clearly don't have. Whatever y'all do to me, it won't break me. I will put up a hell of a fight before losing. I will fight, and I will win." I turn over and look at her fellow companions. "Even if I die doing it." "Is that a risk you're willing to take?" ____________________________________ 17 year old Morgan Peters is an average girl living life. When she goes on a trip to Rio de Janeiro to watch the FIFA finals with a few friends, a serial killer committing massacres joins in on the sporty fun and shows the thousands of fans what true adrenaline is. After the games and a few bumps along the way, she returns to her hometown, and shortly starts receiving suspicious texts from an unknown number. She figures that it appears she has a stalker on her hands. Can she live with a stalker? Or will it get more mendacious, chaotic and deadly? Follow Morgan and her best friends as love sparks, secrets get released, and betrayal of family floods through their veins. ALL NAMES, INCIDENTS, AND SOME EVENTS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL! OTHERS MAY BE COINCIDENTAL. All rights reserved.Complete![sweetest silence [ creepypasta x male reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/325955554-256-k565086.jpg)
sweetest silence [ creepypasta x male reader]
iron, such a unpleasant taste to have to endure. It seems I can never catch a break, but I can't bring myself to leave... This is what's best for me. I finally realize how I can keep what joys I have! I just do what he wants and I don't have to worry! .... .. .. such silly thoughts. to believe that was my mindset.. it fills my body with shame. _____. __________________ THIS STORY IS GRAPHIC AND COULD BE TRIGGERING, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT DO WELL WITH SUCH THINGS.I WILL PLACE WARNINGS OF CONTENTS OF EACH CHAPTER PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THEM!! !!TY TO MY HELPER RANDOMNEKO FOR HELPING WITH MY GRAMMER !! heyo! this is a rewrite of my story sweet sweet silence. I have editing I would like to do to this plot so please work with me. that being said I am not a good writer when it comes to Grammer and such. there's your warning- And disclaimer, I do not own any characters from or in creepypasta or marble hornets like other fanfictions they belong to their respected creators I am simply using the fan image but in my own way![Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/252760850-256-k217248.jpg)
Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]
"How can I have a favourite, when I...I love you all...?" "Really, I do. I really, really do." "Do you hear me!? I...I LOVE YOU ALL!!" This time there's SEVEN slashers around; the sharp-tongued Freddy Krueger, the silent Michael Myers, the mysterious Jason Voorhees, the timid Norman Bates, the psychological Hannibal Lecter, the mischievous Ghostface and the playful Pennywise. Can (Y/n) survive another round of crazed chaos and handle TWO, brand new killers thrown into the mix...? Can she successfully deal with them all...? ...Who can say? [NOTE/S: -I don't own ANY of the slashers in this story, nor the characters on the cover - I just own the story/plot-line. -I'm using the Norman from Bates Motel, and using the Hannibal from the TV show.] -There might be some Easter eggs/quotes from popular TV Shows/Video-Games/Music/Etc Etc - can you spot them? ;) ] {Hope you enjoy!}Complete
A Dance With The Devil (Ticci Toby X Reader)
In this story we are taken into your life you are a sarcastic,fun loving girl with a bit of a swearing problem not that you care. You are about as normal as any 18 year old. You have school and other daily struggle any teenager comes across so you can imagine the horror you experiences when you come across a murder scene. Your whole life goes to hell when you meet the man behind the murder but is the hell your life has gone to as horrible as you think? This story does have a bit of swearing and there is some talk about sex though no actual lemons,don't get excited! I'm just warning anyone incase they might get offended so that you don't read this book. Other then that please do read,comment and enjoy! ******** So I have started a YouTube channel, and I'd really appreciate some support! Youtube: m.youtube.com/channel/UChnQ4J-2xTGnx4aLYVt5Etw Instagram: Stevefromcorporate Snapchat: Stevefromcorporate Twitter: @Stevefromcorpr8 (Everything is under construction but you can still subscribe and follow!) Thank you so much for your support!Complete
It's all your fault (Masky x reader)
A creepypasta and marble hornets crossover fic. <3 (Y/n) ran away from her home and went to Alabama where (F/n) lives. She meets Timothy and Brian along the way and is haunted by Slenderman. Next thing she knows is that everyone in her life is dead and she is now apart of the creepypasta family. But there is some bumps in the road that will lead to disaster. But who's fault is it? "This is all YOUR fault." Best rankings: #1/58 in marble #4/246 in marblehornets #19/306 in tim #91/1000+ in hoodie #127/1000+ in masky #580/1000+ in creepypasta WARNING!!!! CONTAINS: blood, depression, swearing, killing, secrets, cliff hangers, long ass chapters and marble hornets spoilers. If you are uncomfortable reading that kind of stuff then don't read this book at all. I DO NOT ENCOURAGE ANY OF THOSE THINGS ^^^Complete
Love (Slashers X Reader)
BOOK TWO- Female Reader Version After being fired from the Sanitarium, the slashers were determined to be with you again. Breaking out, they travelled for weeks until they finally found you. Wanting to be with them as well, you eagerly take them in as you move to a mansion in the middle of nowhere that your deceased sister left you. Of course, things aren't all that simple. You find yourself meeting more slashers, some under more unique circumstances than others. WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN -Strong Language -Gore -Violence -Stalking -Mature Themes STARTED: JAN 1ST, 2024 FINISHED:
Taking care of The Wicked
Yandere Slashers x Fem!Reader Y/N L/N, is a young girl who just graduated and finally found a Job in an Asylum in her Town. Finally, it was the first Day of her Job but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned...she got the attention of People she did not want to cross at all... Will Y/N make it out of this situation?Complete
JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them.
More detailsContent Guidelines