The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07

Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) Thanks for reading!💕 (Art is not mine)

What time is it?

/dĭ-lîr′ē-əm/ Noun; an acutely disturbed state of mind that occurs in fever, intoxication, and other disorders and is characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence of thought and speech. Feeling unmoored and adrift in life was just a consequence of being a young adult. It was quite unfortunate, however, that your fate had been caught in the most horrible of webs. Perhaps you would have made something of yourself, if you'd had the chance.

Tim wright/masky x reader Loosely based off of marble hornets Her life was hardly her own. "Sometimes, I get so lost in my fantasies that I forget what is real..." 20 parts so far. Ongoing

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

Who says a killer can't love someone? Jeff was suppose to kill a girl one night. But he didn't something made him stop. He took a good look a the girl and before he knew it he was in love. But when the two were in love a tragic situation splits them up and pulls them back together and soon war will come upon on them. Could Jeff and y/n make it out of Zalgo's war and love their lives peacefully or will it become a disaster?

Basically, you're 18. You were homeschooled your entire life but you were fine with that, you preferred to be alone. Your parents never cared to spend time with you and they neglected you which was part of the reason you were so used to being alone. You loved creepypastas and read them whenever your parents would neglect you. One night, when you snuck out of the house and towards the lake to go clear your mind, some girls pushed you in and you almost drowned but you were saved by who you thought was a fictional character. Then, you receive a letter, telling you about a camp that was perfect for you. You went and even made some friends, but more and more happens and everything keeps getting worse. You need to try and fix things before things spiral beyond your control, There has to be a way to stop this, right? Read the story to find out what happens! -------- « Book Status: COMPLETE » completed on 03/11/2020 This is a series of books, this book is the first thus why it says 'BOOK 1' in the title. The second book and the rest of them will be on my profile. - BOOKS OUT SO FAR: 2/7 [ also, this is a Marble Hornets and Creepypasta crossover, so expect some Marble Hornets related chapters :) ] [ cover art by Lynnarty ] (!) [TW/CW: strong language, self-harm, suicide, drugs, described gore, long mf chapters lmao] (!) All your support truly means a lot to me! -------- Rankings: hoodieandmasky - #1 ! [wOW] hoodieandmasky - #4 😔 Creepypasta - #595 ouch :,( hoodieandmasky- #3 👀 Creepypasta - #820 seriously- hoodieandmasky- #3 👁-👁 hoodieandmasky - #2 ! Toby - #148 hoodieandmasky - #326 (HOW THE FU-) Toby - #114 :D ticcitobyxreader - #5 ! proxy - #1 ! proxies - #1 !✨ creepypasta - #279 sally williams - #1 (why tho lmao she's like not mentioned once i don't think) creepypasta - #592 toby - #23 :)

"AHHHHH!" You screamed as you fell "THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA!" You see light as you keep falling and soon find yourself being launched in the air. You thankfully grab onto a branch still holding onto the bag of items. You look down and gulp. "What now?" You growled looking for a way down to the dirt without falling back into the pit. There was no way back down other then falling into the pit again. WARNING- self harm, harsh language, gore and blood will be in this story!

(I started this when I was about 13 so please don't hate the first half too much!) "It was you all along, looking out for me?" Toby nodded looking down. "Of course." #623 Horror - August 30 2018 #255 Ticci Toby - February 1 2019 #12 Guy x girl - June 2 2019 #85 Creepypasta x reader June 2 2019 #295 Creepypasta - January 4 2021