HOODIE A.K.A BRIAN THOMAS x FEM! READER "I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind." - Edgar Allan Poe This fanfiction is based on the time Marble Hornets took place (2009-2013), and will follow somewhat of the storyline. Also, it will include the characters within the web series. And of course, none of them belong to me. Sorry for the bland description, I don't want to spoil anything so I made it vague. Impressive Tags: 1# Marblehornets 1# Hoodiexreader

After a catastrophic event in your remote farmhouse leaves you unconscious, you wake up in a house... not just any house. A mansion full of monsters- carved smiles, empty eye sockets, masks, and tension. You seemed to have caught someone's eye though. Contains harsh language, and graphic content. (Body horror, vomit, disturbing actions, sex scenes, I tried to be as realistic as possible. Re-readinh this, it's a rather disgusting story so if you're queazy about this stuff be careful). I've been a part of the creepypasta fandom FOR A MINUTE. (Now I'm talking like 10 years...) So I'm basically a veteran loser. My creepypasta addiction is seeping back into my life, so I decided to start up a brand new wattpad account and begin writing little stories that came to mind.

A sequel to my last book "infected" This book picks up right where the last one ended. I had a vision for a sequel but It's a little unconventional, if you're not a fan feel free to skip on this one! However, I highly recommend reading the story I wrote before this before reading this one. It gives much more context to the story. TW: graphic descriptions, sexual refrences, crude language

I edited the cover. Credit to the original image: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/c7/25/c7/c725c7ba9e18db2165b6dfe94c1b7e72.jpg (This was the original link but it doesn't seem to work anymore..?) https://millivedder.tumblr.com/post/613148037514231808/lord-of-the-forest Hello! This was my first time writing a fanfic, so bear with me- (I've been working on this since 2019 OMG). Expect bad writing haha... -English isn't my first language so it might have tense/grammar mistakes. -It has a lot of very short chapters and is honestly slow paced. -Written in Toby's p.o.v unless stated otherwise. -Mostly about the characters: Toby, Eyeless Jack, Hoodie and Masky, other characters don't appear often in the story. -Personal fanon versions of the characters. I apologize if they seem out of character! I like experimenting with my own interpretations of them. I have nothing against the originals and I also adore other people's versions of these characters! The characters are kinda inconsistent.... -Contains violence! (fighting, blood, murder etc. standard Creepypasta stuff) I try to add warnings at the beginning of chapters. AU where Creepypasta and Marble Hornets mix and Proxies work for the Slenderman. Mix of canon, fanon and original concepts! If you don't like my story or my versions of the characters then that's totally okay, I don't mind! Just please don't give me hate comments or threatening messages. I tend to overexplain a lot oops... This is not referring to real people!!!! These characters don't belong to me!! (except for the like 2 oc's lol) I am aware that it's cringe EEk🥲

⚠︎There will be mental health struggles, suicide, attempted suicide, death, abuse, violence, and other triggering topics. If any of this is a trigger, please do not read this fan fiction.⚠︎ [insert description] I did not come up with Ticci Toby or Eyeless Jack, they aren't my ocs. Credit to their creators (Azelf500 & Kastoway) 💪 The art isn't mine either 😞 (Yasmim.Killer_UwU) #1 in Marble Hornets - Nov. 8th 2025 #1 in ticcitobyxeyelessjack - Dec. 12th 2025 #1 in proxies - Feb. 10th 2026

JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them.

JEFF THE KILLER x READER S N E A K P E A K : I slowly brought my right hand up to my mouth, I could taste the horrible sensation of torn flesh on my tongue, against my teeth as the crimson waters swirled beyond my lips. My stomach twisted, making me give out a sickening gurgle. "Y-You, can't hurt me." I gave out a shaky breath, eyeing the tall man above my weak frame while my eyes began to burn and water as it's presence hardened in a mocking manner. "I already have." Something hit me hard. .. somehow got #1 in jeffthekillerxreader (this is prolly the worst series ive made and i wrote these ff when i was in psychosis so uh)

*book 1* I was covered in my own blood "j-jeff...pl-please..st-op.." I said more like whispering I wasn't sure if he heard me breathing was really hard and those words I said it with all the power that had left in my body " why should I?" Jeff said and started to giggle I shut my eyes and kept crying I knew that begging him to stop won't work he then stopped and looked at me " what's wrong pet ? are you crying? " his mood suddenly changed to serious " If you disobey me again ...you'll get something more than just scars...CLEAR!?!" I nodded shakily then he got off of me he got out of the room locking the door behind him leaving me alone but I was too weak to move.....to weak to think So I just laid there..and kept crying... ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* so this is a jeff the killer x reader story and I want you to know that jeff in this story WON'T BE NICE !! and there will be NO MERCY !!

Take the bones. Take the ash. Take the heart that used to last. The forest keeps its secrets. The graves keep their silence. And the dead never complain. He collects things. Bones from restless graves. Ashes stolen from beneath cold headstones. Organs taken from bodies that no longer need them. And pieces of cold metal that were never meant to breathe. All for a project no one else knows about. Hidden behind a mask and a body that no longer resembles the living, he works patiently, assembling something piece by piece. Something new. Something impossible. Because sometimes... to understand life, you first have to understand death. And he understands it very well.