Crepypastas Stories

(adj.) Half dead of exhaustion 《Creepypasta x reader》 (ORGINALLY ON AO3 AS "They never existed", BY ME AKA NATSUKIISSIMP) You woke up one day, and suddenly, all of your creepypasta searches disappeared, with Google saying no such things exists. You head to school confused and end up meeting new people, who reminded you an awful lot like the creepypastas backstorys... With the hope to be able to save them from their cruel destiny's, you realize it's dangerous to even do so with many risks of roping the ones you love with your fantasy of playing hero. But one main question still lingers, How'd they become real? or rather.. How did you get here? BTW, Remember that this is purely fiction. Idealization of killers or psychopaths is unhealthy, be sure to know the line. luv ya😋 I decided to publish this on wattpad too cause why not so yeah enjoy! ANYTHING THAT ISNT MINE BELONGS TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. Album cover thingies at the top of the chapter are made by me (made in picsart) Anything that isn't mine belongs to their rightful owner WARNINGS ☆ BLOOD ☆CURSING ☆DARK THEMES?

One traumatized nutcase trying to live her life, an entity who's been trying to obtain her, and multiple weirdos who won't leave her alone. Story may contain disturbing writing including; violence, yandere behavior, smut, swearing, criminal acts, etc.

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

8 Year old Aiden has been hiding away from the public after his two older brothers became committed murderers. Since this happened, his feelings became numb. His emotions became hard to tell and his eyes were lifeless. What happens when he's reunited with his two older brothers after he's been considered missing since he was 3 when his brothers went on their killing sprees? Read on to find out.

This is for my nonby queers out there because I'm one too...I need more gn reader content of bloody painter and AO3 is NOT helping (cuz it's mainly f/m and I'm not a lady://) -Might be ooc but tbh just let me dream -No hate pls I made this at night -I am those "Eng is not me first language and I'm a teen" -not much nsfw might have some?? ldk I like fluff and angst/comfort more

(Y/N). Young. Dumb. Legally blind. And that's it. Oh, and a serial killer thinks he's cute. There's that too.

what the title says y/n uses she/her pronouns if you prefer a y/n with they/them pronouns, I have another version of this story on my profile!

Basically I got tired of crappy fanfictions that have too many plot holes, so I'm making my own, your welcome. A girl, a boy, and a sadistic serial killer, what could go wrong?

{Male reader} 'I clenched my eyes shut as a felt a presence above me, well fuck. Goodbye sweet world. Goodbye Gerard Way, you iconic legend. I heard a raspy voice mutter "Go to sleep-" "wait!" I butted in. God fucking damn it, just die a tragic death you don't need to try to do something thats basically useless! damn you human instincts.'

Meet Brandy, the mother of the creepypastas. I know its been like years since any of us have heard of creepypastas, but I feel like we need a wake up call for this fandom. Brandy is the official mother of the pastas, even the cold-hearted ones seem to warm up to her.

"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm getting better." "You'll be safe if you just stay with me..." Authors note: Chapters are written in long format, meaning this is going to read far more as a book. I update as much as I have time for, but in saying this, lots of editing and re-writing occurs and takes time. I take care in this story as it means a lot to me as a passion project and want it to be something I can be proud of. Thank you for understanding and I hope you all can enjoy this as much as I love writing it! -M

The Cult of X has ceased to operate, X has ceased to hunt the souls of people. But one event interrupts his sleep, which could last forever.

The far side of the uncanny valley holds great mysteries and disturbing stories , how when one loses his sanity cross on into the farside of the uncanny valley

The academy was built for their kind, killers. But then he arrived. Quiet. Unreadable. Wrong in a way even the teachers noticed. Teachers watched him Students grew obsessed. And the academy itself seems to bend around him in ways that shouldn't be possible. Who is this new kid?

SunBlock Lane is a "cozy neighborhood puppet show" broadcast on a looping children's program from the 1980s.

An engineer working for a deep sea drilling company is tasked with journeying to the bottom of the Tonga Trench to fix a broken pump, when everything goes awry.

~~|Everyone knows Slenderman has his proxies hang up pages around any forests he inhabits. But no one ever questions where those pages come from, or which unfortunate soul makes them.|~~ }Warnings and tags will be added as the story progresses, PLEASE read them!{ ~Poorly written gore ~Possible smut ~Oc/Self Insert X Character ~Character X Character ~Strong language ~Lgbtq+ topics ~HEAVY HEADCANONS ~Mentions of stalking(Online and in person in the story) This is a self insert/Oc combo story centering on my original character Oliver Bell, also known as "The Artist". This story is purely for fun, and it serves the purpose of helping me flesh out my Slenderverse/ Creepypasta AU!!

To put it simply we got the creepypasta mansion in a more realistic light, partially serious representation of the creepypastas, my oc not taking the spotlight (I hope) and general vibes that'll be mixed with serious conversations. (THIS DESCRIPTION WILL BE UPDATED!!! I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING RN) I've written some fanwork in the past but it's been 4 full years and both were for personal use (Eddsworld, they're bad) Just as a heads up i have 2 things to keep in mind while reading: 1) English is NOT my first language (Italian) so I'm sorry if sometimes the wording structure doesn't make sense in the slightest- please inform me if there's anything unclear, just do it nicely <3 2) I have no story planned for this fic, so I'll make up shit as I go (sorry, writing this helped fuel my temporary creepypasta obsession)

𝐀 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐚𝐬: 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐜 ___________________________________________ 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡

(This is probably a quick read to some. A slow one to others. The story may also require some adjustments which I need to work on but here's the overall finished draft). - One legend is all that's being spoken of inside a regular British high school. A typical Creepypasta myth that every student talks about, writes stories about and draws art of. "The backrooms legend". Nobody takes it seriously until one day four friends go missing.