Tu t'appelle y/n et tu vien de déménager dans une nouvelle ville avec ta famille Tu savais que tu allais aller à une nouvelle école, et qui dit nouvelle école dit nouveaux amis... Mais tu ne savais pas que tu allais faire connaissance avec quel'qun d'asser spécial...

Texte original anglais de FluffyWubs, sur quotev Couverture faite par jumpingapples Je tremble de peur et de désespoir, en regardant mon ravisseur s'agenouiller devant moi. Il n'y avait personne. Personne sauf lui. Ses mains gantées se rapproche de moi, pour caresser gentiment ma joue. Le masque sur son visage cache toutes ses émotions. Je recule au contacte, ma respiration paniquée de plus en plus irrégulière. Avec la bouche aussi sèche que le désert, je prends quelques grandes respiration et rassemble mon courage pour demander, "Qu-qu'est-ce que tu veux de moi?". Il lâche un gloussement qui est légèrement étouffé par son masque. En se rapprochant de mon visage, il répond, "Toi." Classement(c'est pour moi): #73 - horreur #685 - aventure #57 - creepypasta #4 - yandere #8 - Masky #7 - Hoodie #190 - xreader #1 - marble hornet #1 - masky x reader

Du feu. Des cris. Des hurlement de douleurs. Un résonnement de flingue. Encore des cris. Encore des hurlements de douleurs. Du sang. Mes cris. Mes hurlements de douleurs. Mon sang. Tic tac. Encore. [TOME 1 : Les dès sont lancés] [TOME 2 : Advienne que pourra] CA DATE DE 2017 SVP

Travailler pour la Société de Protection contre les Creepypastas (SPAC] n'a jamais été aussi simple. Lorsque vous êtes envoyés pour tuer deux creepypastas spécifiques, votre vise est complètement bouleversée. Surtout lorsque vous tombez amoureux de l'une de ces certaines creepypastas. ~ Je n'ai pas pu trouver le.la créateur.trice original.e de cette image, je ne peux donc pas le.la taguer. Les personnages de Masky et Hoodie appartiennent à la web-série Marble Hornets. ~ Dernière information avant de débuter cette histoire. Au cours de celle-ci, vous rencontrerez des mots et des termes assez familiers. En plus de ne pas posséder les personnages de Masky et Hoodie, cette histoire ne m'appartient pas non plus. J'ai eu la permission de @Iwritefanficsforfun, pour que je traduise son histoire en français.

Histoire de creepypasta parce que je suis une fan de ça (et que j'ai rien à foutre de ma Life) DONC pour ma premiere fan fiction c'est du Masky x Reader bonne lecture

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

WATTY 2016 WINNER of the HQ Love Award! Strange Yarns is a ball of tangled tales. Twisted, knotted, and intertwined. Like Tales of the Crypt, the Twilight Zone, and The Outer Limits. Strange Yarns is not just a collection of ghastly tales, these are yarns, and yarns are sewed together. Follow the yarns and see the grand design... think of this as an evil quilt. Ghost, ghouls, and cannibals being studied for nutrition research, Strange Yarns has got it all. ALL EXCEPT HAPPY ENDINGS!!! (The Author's Lawyer's retain the rights to define happy endings.) I'd love it if you'd vote. And if you really like them please share with a friend. And if you hated them, please share with an enemy. *Josh Saltzman is a Canadian Comedy Award winning writer and director. Recently he was the head writer of season 2 and 3 of Inspector Gadget on Netflix. His other credits include Fangbone! (Disney XD), Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs: The Animated Series (Sony/DHX), and in live action Call Me Fitz (HBO Canada). Josh has also made lots of weird videos you can find on youtube.

Charlotte, the daughter of a powerful beta, is only certain of one thing in her life, that she is in love with her best friend. They aren't mates, but Caleb is just a driven to be together as she is. With or without the Moon Goddess's blessing, they will make their relationship work. But a strange wolf attacks her back in broad daylight, revealing that the myth of a murdering black wolf with red eyes is in fact a real threat. And Hades only has one target: Caleb. Charlotte believes that she is immersed in a living nightmare. It only gets worse when she realizes that Hades is her mate.

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?