"In order to make sure that the creepypasta's do their best at their jobs, Slenderman has one rule. You can't fall in love or be in a relationship... But what happens when Toby Rogers falls for his victim..?" This is my first fanfic so feel free to drop tips to help me out with stories in the comments below! WARNING: CONTAINS LEMON AND MANY SWEAR WORDS

Slendy needs more Creepypastas. So he takes Splendy's advice and makes a summer camp to train some chosen kids to become Creepypastas. He sends out letters to the chosen kids to tell them that they have been chosen. You live with your little brother and abusive father. What happens when you get one of the letters and you have to go to Camp Creepypasta. I don't own the Creepypastas or the pictures (unless I draw them).

୨⎯ "Here, Let me help you up."⎯୧ Who knew that the person who was supposedly going to kill her had become such an important role in her life? Starring Y/n as the nobody who is actually really funny when you get to know her. Masky as the kindest mean person Y/n has ever met. [ I wrote this as a very early teenager. This is in no means a good fic. Please read with caution.] 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 '𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞' 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠3 Disclaimer: I do not own any of the creepypastas nor marble hornets. This book is a mere story containing those characters. All rights go to their respective owners. Cover edits by Blxrrii Masky fanart done by dead_ghxsty

Here are stories and origins about your favourite creepypastas. Hope u like it.

It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

You are an 18 year old who is leaving your abusive family, going to college. You will meet friends and enemies along the way with the exception of Bloody Painter. He is a Creepypasta you love and know. But what you don't know is that he will find a way......to change your life....

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

(2nd POV rewrite + changes to help the realism and rid of cringe, enjoy!) ______ You glance out your bedroom window with a sombre stare as your 'friend' Liu was talking to the masked stranger that not only helped, but threatened you twenty minutes ago. 'Every home is supposed to be safe... A place of security to create and keep memories with the ones you hold dear. It's not the house, but the people inside that make it a home.' You go to pack a few more things in your bag. 'I kept my head down and tried to good, to live my life how I want...but that control is slipping out from my fingers quicker than I like to realise... A deranged masked woman broke in and threatened my life, as well as my grandparents...all because someone saved me before. This place isn't safe anymore...' You glance out the window again before continuing. 'Liu's keeping secrets from me... more than he's letting on... I'm supposed to go with him now, to his home I've never been before...where I assume more psychos like the tall man who saved me live with him... How could my life flip completely upside down just from one night? Everything was fine. I'm scared...these guys seem unstable, but I won't endanger my family. I just hope I don't make any of these psychos my enemies for when this is over.' -- NOTE: You won't be happy and in love in the first five chapters. I want to show the process of befriending these kind of characters from somewhat realistic expectations. It's quite serious yet it also contains comedy and action at the same time! The main pastas are 18 years old and older.

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

You have been one of Alex's childhood friends, and so therefore when he asked you to act in his students film project you had of course said yes to him. Especially when you already had experience in acting. Turns out this was the start of everything.