(Y/N) (L/N)- an adventurous, clever teen always looking for trouble. It was rare when she wasn't waist deep in trouble or something interesting, but the encounter with a strange masked man did more than just surprise her one day when in the woods. (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, and this isn't the "loves cheesecake and stutters" stuff most people produce. Okay, maybe cheesecake, because I mean its cheesecake, cheesecake is good. But you get my point, hopefully. Thanks. Also, the amazing art isn't mine.)

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?

Not much to say here. Sorry. Just a Hoodie/Brian Thomas x Reader. Marble Hornets. Not creepypasta.

You couldn't stop it. The evil that was taking over, you couldn't control it. You needed to kill. It was telling you to. You've done it before, so why do you stop the blade above this hooded man's chest? You stared into his glowing red eyes, for once since becoming a proxy, hesitating. "I'm not the one who wants to hurt you." Creepypasta. Hoodie x Reader. Mentions Eyeless Jack, Masky, Ticci Toby, Slenderman, and more.