Jeff the killer X Male Reader

M/n was the average bullied sleep deprived boy in his school. Everything about him was normal, they is except for him knowing a certain murder.

Creepypasta Headcannons Book 2

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

Our Prince (Creepypasta × Male! Reader)

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 co...

Cold. (Creepypasta X Male!Reader)

Y/N wakes up to a brand new world, but no one knows he's there.

Fate and Ebony [Kagekao]

An ominous night, and he awakens within an empty house. He strides through the rooms, watching, waiting, but there is no one to accompany him, no light to pay him comfort, and no plan to bid his escape. The walls are dusty and bare, and he is unable to recognize them. Photographs remain empty. Scratches cover the fac...

What Can You See? (Creepypasta x male reader) ReWritten

A boy with fading vision, a cat with questionable motives, and some creeps. What could go right? (Currently being rewritten) --------------------------------------------------- A/N: We noticed there weren't many CP stories with male readers, so we're just going to slide on in here. - -- Creepypasta males X Male reader...

「Investigation Creepypasta」

❝ I will tell you what you didn't know.❞ ➵ it's up to you whether to believe or not, my duty is only to inform. ( ! ) ((First Creepypasta research in English.)) (If there is some information that does not belong to me: Credits to whom it may concern.)

Empty Canvas (Bloody painter x Male Reader)

Of course Helen paid no mind to you, he always kept to himself in his sketchbook drawing away like nothing else mattered. You always pushed yourself to become friends with the boy since you've admired his art. -I do not own the character Bloody painter-