Masky Stories

"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

James Richard is a 4 year old boy, who lives with his Mother and Uncle, in a bad nieborhood. James's Mother and Uncle is a addict. Both grown ups forgetting that he even exist most the time. One night James's Mother pays his Uncle to "get rid" of James. After he dies, James comes back as a Spirit, what happens when he comes across 3 of Slenderman's proxies Read the story of James Richard and his life with the Creepypasta.

What time is it?

Brian: perveted yandere Tim: overprotective yandere Jay: Soft yandere Alex: Sadist yandere A fucked childhood with twisted childs, decayed hopes, little lies which hide bigger regets. You don't know what to do, you are still that 5 year old kid who loves her daddy. (Y/N)... is a quite, beauty. She is like a therapist, she is quite like a therapist. That's why they like her, she listens not like everybody. She does understand. She hears your screams in your sentences and seems to see the war inside your head. She can touch the tears you hide inside. She has the wings to pass over from the walls you built inside your skin which protects your mind. She can reach your soul and that's her beauty. (Y/N) cames back to America from her mother country France becuse of a childhood promise, she thinks this is a childish thougth but seems like none of her friends forget about this promise. Coming back to America where her childhood was, brings back memories. Even the ones she does not want to remember. (It's a Yandere × reader story, please do not read if this disturbs/cringes you, thank you for understanding!)

What is wrong with you? Why are you in love with a hatchet throwing killer? Why does hurting people feel so.. satisfying? And why does this guy GET it? You did something bad. Really bad. You know it's wrong and it feels wrong but.. something deep inside you likes is. Couldn't you just chew gum? Or have a better hobby? No, of course not! Instead your best hobby is murder, which is why now you're in this house full of psychos like you. Maybe that's why you've been hanging out with this one psycho and found him to be pretty interesting as you adjust to a new life as a malevolent entities killer. Disclaimer! All characters in this are not my own! Each creepypasta or proxy was made by someone else. This is just a story I'm writing. This is just fanfiction for me and anyone who wants to enjoy it! Some people forgot that. If this isn't your thing you are free to click away. Please no hate. This fic is a mix of the best aspects of the pastas or what I find interesting that works for the story narratively and character-wise. (I've been in this fandom so long!! Just got dragged back please send help ToT)

Overwhelmed by the constant noise and danger of a mansion filled with killers, Puppeteer seeks a rare moment of peace-and finds it in the quiet presence of Bloody Painter. Hours pass in silence, one reading, the other painting, until their routine slowly turns into a bond neither expected. But when missions for Slenderman bring jealousy, conflict, and unforeseen dangers, their fragile connection is tested in ways they could never anticipate. Amid arguments, chaotic outings, and fleeting moments of vulnerability, they discover that even in a world built on fear and violence, companionship-and something deeper-can flourish. In the end, the gazebo becomes more than a refuge; it is a place where silence speaks louder than words, and where their lives-and hearts-are quietly intertwined.

The return of an old lover

BEING REWRITTEN "Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway." -Edgar Allen Poe There's only so many ways to satiate a hunger for adventure. And eventually, none truly will save for actual adventure itself. So come with me, dear reader, on an adventure. An adventure of fear, bloodshed, friendship, and even romance. Where you are nothing but a teen in the early 2010's. And adventure follows your mundane soul wherever you go. Perhaps the mystery of a horror so old you can't comprehend it is more inviting than you may have once thought. Who knows? Well, of course, you will if you read the first book in the new series; "A BLOODY GOOD TIME // Creepypasta x Fem. Reader" Also we getting gory and fucked up up in this bitch sooo TRIGGER WARNINGS: GORE, BLOOD, VIOLENCE, EXPLICIT BODY HORROR, ROMANTICIZING UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS/HABITS, VOMITING, DISSOCIATION, THALASSOPHOBIA, (mild) NYCTOPHOBIA, IATROPHOBIA, ODONTOPHOBIA, ENTOMOPHOBIA. Also anatidaephobia for a subplot about a murderous duck named Sir Quackington Johnson LXXXIII (the 83rd for those of you that can't read roman numerals). No smut whatsoever bc your author is an ace girly who ain't into that shit.

... The fire continued cackling, yet the previously caged bird sang in laughter. Like a phoenix, she is reborn. ... Creepypasta various x reader

"WERE IS MY KNIFE" "Who the fuck are you?" {3/9/19-?/?/??}

All my life I've been mistreated and bullied. I was ready to give up until a certain encounter changed everything.

This is a marble hornets fanfic You are Jessica's younger friend when everything starts happening in a blur, two masked men whisk you away and everything is mysterious and unknown to you. (TW: fighting, mentions of alcohol and stuff, paranoia) don't like, don't read

The Creepypasta population is getting low.. Slenderman thought to have a plan on how to make it stable once again.. out of nowhere Jeff suggested kidnapping a girl, and make that girl carry all their babies, to increase the population.. And that girl's name is Melody Leon. (That girl is very lucky) XD What will Melody do to keep her virginity? What faith awaits for her? Will she be able to escape the Slendermansion? If you want to know the answers.. Then read.. Obviously I don't own the creepypasta characters..

Flickering lights. Cold metal floors. Guards everywhere. Pain that won't fade. Welcome to Ironhold, the hidden center of a top-secret government project. Hundreds of criminals are confined here, forced into experiments with drugs, diseases, and mutations. Survival is mandatory. Freedom is forbidden. Kidnapped, trapped, and treated like a test subject, you have one choice: stay alive, or fight for escape with the only allies you can trust-your fellow captives.

𝐕𝐀𝐑! 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ‿̩͙⊱༒︎༻☾༺༒︎⊰‿̩͙ "Nows not the time." "Oh comon, cant you spare me a little lovin'?"

This is a random story that my friend told me that I should write. It's supposed to be Ticci Toby x Waffles but it started to turn into TicciMask (Ticci Toby x Masky). I'm so sorry in advanced for this mistake of a fanfiction.

My first creepy pasta story i hope you like it

Cayla was a normal girl.. But what happens when she learns she's the daughter of Zalgo?

Masky X reader

On your way to school you got bulled like every day but you felt something strange like someone watching you. one day as you went home nothing happened, no building, nothing only that odd feeling, like you where being watched again. you were right and it was the best thing to ever happen to you.