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SURVIVOR SERIES - The Parody

Reads 18,787
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Parts 62
Time 6h 34m

Reads 18,787
Votes 594
Parts 62
Time 6h 34m

Mature

do or do not read this 
i cannot look at this like every time i get a notification abt this or anything related a little part of me dies. i wrote this when i was 12 and have tried to make it somewhat better but nothing can save this.All Rights Reserved

Series

The Survivor Trilogy

Season 1
56 parts
Season 2
76 parts
Season 3
47 parts
Season 4
62 parts

Table of contents

62 parts

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MONSTER by Luv4_Ava

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.

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 | ⸊ˎ • 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑦𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑥 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 by VikingMetalToby

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Semi-Realistic Semi-Fandomized CreepyPasta x Child Reader »»-----------► NB!Reader ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐋' 𝐊𝐈𝐃, 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔~? ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐄𝐒 , 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑.❞ ────────────────────── ╰┈➤ ｓｙｎｄｉｃａｔｅ | （𝑛．）a group of individuals or organizations combined to promote some common interest ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ : ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 your parents were murdered savagely and you were left at the mercy of their killer; an unhinged criminal with an infamous, facial scar slit across his face. Getting involved with this shady character unknowingly gets you caught up in run-ins with 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆, a very violent and deadly ⦻rganization that congregates deep within the woods... ────────────────────── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ╰┈➤ The CreepyPasta used in this story all belong to their rightful owners, and full credit of the character in itself belongs to them. ╰┈➤ [Y/N] is non-binary. [Y/N] is of your imagination, as it is your portrayal of the character. ╰┈➤ Any images used within this story belong to their rightful owners, unless stated otherwise. ────────────────────── ✧.* hope you enjoy the story.

Our Prince (Creepypasta × Male! Reader) by SquishySmithIII

All the stories are true. All of the sightings, the myths, the legends, the encounters. Deep inside the darkest forest, is a mansion full of killers who feast on the blood of the innocent and not so innocent. There really is a man with long arms and hands, whose face is as blank as death. This band of misfits truly considers themselves the last family that have left. Until they met you. Slenderman saw great potential in you when, even on your last beats of strength, managed to take down his Proxies and Jeff the Killer. Slowly, but surely, the Pastas nursed you back to health and sharpened your abilities to their maximum. This was it, you finally had a group of friends you could call family. All was good. Well, in your life, at least. The truth is, you're being hunted. By none other than the most powerful demon that could ever roam this earth, Zalgo, Lord of the Underealm. And, to your uncomfort, your father. Ever since you had fought him and fled his kingdom, he has done everything in his power to torment you into returning home. You vowed to Slenderman that you would never leave and betray the Creeps. You couldn't. After all they had done for you? But how long can your promise last? Will Zalgo manage to break you? And who will be strong enough to stay by your side? Warning: major swearing *cough cough* Jeffrey Woods *cough cough* This is also a Male!Reader × Jane the Killer story. Even though, yes, I know she's lesbian but let a guy dream (even though I'm not a guy)!

Limitations (Creepypasta x reader) by Awesomelemonaids

Everyone has their limits and when we're pushed to the edge we break. (Y/n) has been through a lot and is only 16 years old. She has lived in the Slender mansion since age 5, having the four faceless brothers as father's but was sent back to her mother at age 10. Her experience in the mansion was fun... for the most part. Something within Slender changed 1 year into (Y/n)'s stay and he now acts as if he hates her. Now that her mother is dead, she goes back to the mansion in hopes of reconnecting with the brothers. All seem to welcome her with open arms, except one. Just the dramas of a cannibalistic teenage girl, her abnormal group of friends, killer housemates and faceless dads. (I don't own the creepypasta's but I do own my OC's, Warning: Contains gore, murder, cannibalism, sad stuff, self-harm, suicide)

Our New Addition - A CreepyPasta Fanfiction. [DISCONTINUED] by cinnabunny08

I'm no longer working on this story. Truth be told, I don't like it. I kept telling myself that once I got it started I'd sort of warm up to it, but at this point I've given up on it. I have no motivation nor desire to continue it. I do, however, have other CreepyPasta-related story ideas. Stay tuned for those. <3

𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩. ||Yandere Creepypasta x Alt.Gabriel! Reader.|| by V1_Ultrakill_

Status: On-going. ______________________________________ In which you, met the creepypastas. P̷̷l̷̷e̷a̷̷s̷̷e̷ ̷b̷̷e̷ a̷̷w̷a̷̷r̷̷e̷. ______________(Half Crackfic~)_________________ "Just pray and you'll be alright." "...[Name]. I'm bleeding from 6 stab wounds." ______________________________________ Warnings: (It's a creepypasta book.) -Disturbing themes, MAY contain 18+ stuff. -It's yandere. Whaddya expect. -No plot-line. -A serious yet crack fic. -Very VERY bad writing. -Some are romantic, some are platonic. -Swearing. -Very ooc. -Violence/Gore. ___________________________________ Inspired by: -BLOODLUST • 𝐤𝐧𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (By Realityphantom) -Life With Creepypastas - Creepypastas X Reader (By VikingMetalToby) -The heart of a demon. (By AdamPepper)

Jake The Lumberjack: He Comes by Blushy_Boy

- Cover made by Mystical_Panda! - A Creepypasta story, My oc, DO NOT STEAL! His life use to almost be perfect, well, besides the fact were he was never loved by his family. But one day when his dad finally gave him the chance to show off what he could do, he screwed up. Something happened to him, he went insane, slowly, minute by minute. But when six months past by, he went full insane and did something that he might regret. But when he ran away, he ran into some people. They ended up being the Creepypasta. They become good friends, well most of them at least. But, something happened one night that led to something big. Read to figure out what happens.

The Cannibal and The Mute | Eyeless Jack x Mute! Male! Reader by Lucifers_Gentleman

(M/N). A young boy who is unable to speak. Not able to make a sound. To make up for it he has amazing art skills. His parents hated it. They didn't want to pay for lessons to speak.They wanted a child who could talk. Not someone who "waists their time on childish things like drawing." They didn't want to have this.... mistake of a child. They thought they deserved a normal child. So they had another child. Who COULD speak. And they absolutely spoiled and loved him. So Rick naturally was a jerk. Which caused (m/n) to one day crack and lose his sanity after a long beating. He becomes the true demon inside him when it comes to killing. His inner psychopath. As (m/n) walks through the forest, unsure of what to do next, he meets a tall man. A man who could enter (m/n)'s mind. A man who had no face. That man took (m/n) in, into a mansion of killers just like himself. And (m/n) couldn't feel more like at home. (M/N) makes lots of friends. But one caught his eyes the first time they met. The tall man was introducing (m/n) to the rest of the killers. (M/N) saw that most of them had masks. But one particular blue mask caught his eyes. He walked over to the taller male and stared at him in curiosity. He then lifted his hand and reached for the mask. Only to be stopped by a strong hand. "What are you doing?" The taller male lowly growled. (M/N) backed up in fear. Will (m/n) and Jack become friends? Enemies? Or.... Lovers?

Creepypasta Headcannons Book 2 by kjm126316

Well whaddya know whaddya know I actually managed to fill up an entire book with these bloody headcannons. And, surprise surprise, I have an overactive imagination, so here we go again! NOTE: Read the first headcannons book before this one. You'll thank me later

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𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 | ⸊ˎ • 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑦𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑥 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 cover

Our Prince (Creepypasta × Male! Reader) cover

Limitations (Creepypasta x reader) cover

Our New Addition - A CreepyPasta Fanfiction. [DISCONTINUED] cover

𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩. ||Yandere Creepypasta x Alt.Gabriel! Reader.|| cover

Jake The Lumberjack: He Comes cover

The Cannibal and The Mute | Eyeless Jack x Mute! Male! Reader cover

Creepypasta Headcannons Book 2 cover

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.