Creepypasta Stories

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.

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

!!Ongoing (Daily Updates)!! (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

(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

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

this will have multiple parts in it, I am sick right now so sorry for mistakes, there would be stuff as kidnapping, cure punishments and sex ones to, curse words, blood, and other stuff, please enjoy and I do not own pictures, so created to the wonderful people who made them.

SLOW UPDATES This is my first story so I'm really sorry if it's not good. Read or read not here it comes! Gender Neutral Reader Bad Grammar/English! (I don't own the creepypasta nor you) (I also don't own those pictures) Credits go to their rightful owners! ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ Blood Murder Gore insults swearing/cursing sexual assault (kissing) (maybe)

I'm having a go at writing scenarios with my idea of how the characters will act. It's probably gunna be different from most scenarios, hope you enjoy it though! This will include SlenderMan, Jeff The Killer, BEN Drowned, Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie, Ticci Toby, Jane The Killer and Clockwork and many moreeeee.

I always see Jeff the Killer x fem reader so I decided to make a male reader one ( ≧∀≦)ノ

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!

(A creepypasta fanfiction)Eliana thought grief was the worst thing she'd ever face. She mourned her cousin in silence, carrying the guilt, the memories, the nightmares that never really stopped. But everything changes the night she comes home to find her apartment destroyed-and a single photograph torn in a way that feels like a warning. What starts as fear becomes something far worse. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Dreams bleed into daylight. Old symbols begin appearing around her, ones tied to the cousin she lost... and the bloodline she barely understands. And the deeper Eliana digs, the more the truth unravels: her family has secrets-violent, ancient, and hungry. Her cousin's death wasn't the end of anything. It was the beginning. Now something is calling to her from the dark, something that knows her name, her history, her blood. And as she uncovers what she was born into, one thing becomes horrifyingly clear: You can run from danger. You can't run from kin.

In the shadowy depths of a forgotten forest, a lonely figure watches-a boy entwined in darkness, harboring a fixation that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality. Haunted by dreams of a princess who brings light to his shadowed existence, he follows her every move, captivated by her innocence and unaware of the darkness lurking just beneath his surface. As seasons change and the world around them shifts, his silent adoration deepens into something more dangerous, a longing that threatens to consume them both. In a tale woven with secrecy and obsession, the line between protector and predator becomes dangerously thin, leaving only the question: how far will he go to keep her by his side?

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

When Sammy accidently takes home the knife of a serial killer, more specifically, one of slendermans proxies, she gets wrapped up in their world. Of course, without really wanting to.

You know the first part of my story. I don't know if I can control the darkness that is bundling inside of me. Do you want to find out if I can control it or if I'll just go insane? THE FALLEN ANGEL IS THE SECOND BOOK OF BEINGS THAT CARE

highest rank - #1!! in creepypasta, #40 in fanfiction Brooklynn may only be 6, but she already hates her life. Her father is cheating on her mother. Her mom knows he is cheating, but just drinks away the pain of a broken heart. Her brother does drugs in his room all day. Nobody wants Brooklynn. The only friends she has are her dollies. They listen to her. They help her through this very tough time. But, they can only do so much. Brooklynn had imaginary friends. The only issue with this is... They weren't imaginary.

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

Since you were a child all you've seen were the confines of a facility; barren rooms, empty white wall, and most importantly, the scientists that turned you into something that wasn't quite human. But now? You've escaped, due to a sudden fire. And after an unnerving encounter with a sadistic killer, you're brought to a place where you're promised safety. Although, with everything that's happened in your life so far you have trouble trusting it, and that burning feeling deep within you is getting stronger, begging to be released-begging for revenge. ------------ FYI's: -ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW OF ANY ERRORS !! -Y/N is gender-neutral in this story, and is regarded by they/them pronouns. -Not all details of Jeff and the other creepypastas will be exact. Their backstories and motives will be the same, but some visual differences may be there. -Obviously blood and death will be mentioned. -Y/N is 18 in this story, and Jeff is 19 ------------ Word Count (so far): 22,324 words! ------------ Credits to @pyanyasha on Instagram, and TikTok for the art on the cover, check their art out !

A self-indulgent Tim Wright x reader fanfic, I luff him!!! Possible slowburn, will have hurt/comfort :)) Two depressed people licking each other's wounds basically hehehe WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR MARBLE HORNETS!!! I will try to make it easy for people that haven't seen the series to follow along :) Y/N works at a convenience store that cigarette smoking sideburns having Tim Wright frequents. Ever since Y/N first interacted with him, they have started to see things. Y/N is drawn into his world, whether influenced by The Operator or not. "Curiosity killed the cat." He says, but what happens if someone with a bit of brazen (and possibly foolish) curiosity is just what Tim needs in his darkest hours? I hope that at least one Tim Wright loving individual loves reads this :) If I fuel one person's love for him then my duty will be fulfilled hehehehahaha Also I don't edit the chapters much so expect misspellings

- Muchos sabemos de ellos pero pocos entendemos su razon