Remember that little phase you had in middle school? Yea, the one where you were very invested in the idea that CreepyPastas were real. How about we fast forward a bit. A now high school graduate, you spend your nights studying and working, but when you're finishing up that last paper, your laptop crashes. Must be a virus, the IRT center must have a solution, unless the virus had a mind of its own...…
The goggles blinding your view sends fear tickling down your spine. The mouth guard mimics a smile worth a thousand words. This threat is here to kill you. Although you want to welcome it with open arms, the one in front of you still scares you. More neck turns, although now it sounds like it's the cracking of a neck rather than swift head turns. Each click makes you push further back into the arm gripping your side....DISCLAIMERS : -Toby is not dialogued in accordance to his ticks, but stutters and stumbling over words are mentioned! It's just a lot to put in and I want my readers to be focused on the plot rather than his Tourette's. -if you aren't comfortable with many scenarios that involve injury or sensitive thoughts or cursing, please read at your own risk. the point is for fun, and I don't want to trigger anything for my readers :( -I drew the cover :) but it was when I had my old username and i'm definitely not redrawing that LOL…
A confusing turn of events lead to an unexpected new life, what will happen? Disclaimers: GENDER NEUTRAL!! :) As a CreepyPasta fan, you should understand that this will include sensitive material. I choose to write as realistically as I can, but that involves scenes that will be triggering. As with other stories, I will add warning in the beginning of each sensitive scene, and if there is content the reader might miss out on that is important to the plot, I'll give a brief summary at the end! This story is truly a story, nothing more or less. The reader will be portrayed as depressed initially, so please please please do not take these scenes lightly and understand that if you have similar or intense thoughts/suicidal tendencies, please seek appropriate help. Please enjoy this story, and if you like this one, I recommend my other stories!!…
a sequel to Sounds so Sweet, but it isn't so sweet :,)…
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it's the moments like these, nearly three in the morning, in which the wildest thoughts seem to manifest. feeding into these moments that don't give quality works of fluff, angst, or smut, help manage wild thoughts like these. I don't want to feel sad, I don't want to feel happy, I don't want to feel passion or love. I just want to feel something. a rush. a moment to feel like I don't have to be anywhere. a moment to lose myself in something that isn't real, but feels real. TW : // realistic scenarios call for potential abuse, death of any type, and generally discomforting situations. it's creepypasta. these are just thoughts I enjoy to get out during particularly bad days and nights, but i'm okay and I hope everyone here is too. this isn't proofread, as they're random blurbs, and I tend to write lowercase as well. please enjoy.…