DISCLAIMER: ALL fictional characters in this read are ADULTS. I ask for my readers to be 18+. There is mature language and mature themes. TW: There is violence, gore, self harm, and sexual scenarios in this story Also yes, I am aware that Marble Hornets is not the same universe as creepypasta, and that Tim is against the operator. In my story, this is my headcanon version of him that IS in the same universe as creepypasta. (: I am also aware that the operator symbol is not the creepypasta symbol. I just combined the two universes for this fic. <3

You thought your phone was broken when it read nine-forty-three in the morning while it was pitch black outside. One look at social media gave you all the information you needed to know what was happening. The sun was gone. Everywhere, in every state, city, country. Not only that, but people were making up all kinds of excuses for why it was missing. Yet, with each hour that passed, it kept worsening. People began looting in major cities, creating mobs to rush important buildings or block off busy roads. You, living in a semi-large city, could hear the sounds from afar; until those sounds turned to screaming, yelling, running. There were things out there. Things that wanted to hurt you. People that wanted to hurt you. Will daybreak ever come again? Or was this new, apocalyptic setting forever your new reality? ...And why did a masked, bloodied, man just break into your bathroom? ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.

En·am·or - verb; be filled with a feeling of love for, or, affected by strong feelings of love, admiration, or fascination. In which an artist who is slowly affected by burnout, looks for new inspiration on the internet. Soon after, she discovers that her art pieces don't exactly like sticking to their canvas...

ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ. "ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ʙʟᴇssɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀsᴇ." ᴏʀ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ sᴀʏɪɴɢ "ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ɪᴛ sᴜᴄᴋs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇssɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀɢɪᴄ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs." sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀ's ɢᴜɪʟᴛ ɪ ɢᴜᴇss?? ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛs ғᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ɢᴏ ᴀs ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴘᴀʀᴋs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ᴀ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴘᴀʀᴋ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪᴇs? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ? sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ᴏɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: 08/22/24 ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: ??? sʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇss!!

Where night darkness and shadows lies and just maybe a little more... Follow this unfortunate soul on a journey of hurt and heal to learn that there's one place that welcomes the odd and weird.. will she drop dead like her father suggests or prevail all the way to the end and become a trusted member of a certain creepy family....read to the end to find out

Let's say you're a criminology student who lives in the Midwest. Out of curiosity you try to get more information about your friends death. You accidentally end up falling into a rabbit hole and start your own investigation. Trying to solve this mystery you find out how much deeper this mess actually goes. So you stop, just stop and get better, but your room mate falls into the same rabbit hole and pulls you back into it with him. You end up almost losing your life and mind multiple times in this process. Getting stalked and targeted by 4 murderers wasn't really your goal but oh well! Will you survive after finding out about the paranormal part of this situation or not? Will you accept the help from the "red frowny faced mask fucker" or not? Find out and read! (Slow burn! Self insert! No smut!) (don't recommend reading this under 16 years of age) (Also! Ik Hoodie & Masky are from marble hornets, I just rly like the mh and crp crossover. I also don't claim the other crp/mh character unless I say so and ticci Toby was created by kastoway.)

You could be considered the mailperson of the Creepypasta world, taking letters, threats, and people from Creepypasta to Creepypasta. What happens when you encounter some of the more famous killers? These stories are kinda like oneshots, loosely connected but you can still skip around to your favs (Also Slenderman won't get one because he's like, a thousand years old)

(𝐧.) 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 Being such a pleasant and bubbly child she was, why did she deserve such unfortunate destiny? No kid this young deserved to ever go through the pain of seeing suicide, especially not of someone as close as its father. But it was only the beginning of her unfortune, as her mother gradually went insane and left her to crumble up in the cold cramped wreck they called "home", her grandma being the only one left to hold her dear. As her life quieted down, she grew up somewhat normally - making up new friendships, finding interests and hobbies and attending school. She was actually a really successful student. She has now grown up an adult. Her life being peaceful, even though she was still carrying the burden of her childhood trauma. But something has been bothering her. She never knew what it was - some kind of a feeling in her gut. Anxiety has been overtaking her for the past few days, making her somewhat depressed and paranoid; So she decided to attend this 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚.

"𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞": ̗̀➛ ╭┈─ 【 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑】 ┕ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, our dear protagonist sadly doesn't live long enough to tell the tale of their life...or do they? After having been brought to life by a strange entity presented by the name of "The Nezperdian Hivemind of Chaos", (Y/N) Crowley, our young protagonist, embarks on a mission to prevent various people from becoming "Servants to the Slenderman", to repay this mysterious entity for bringing them back to life. But this would cost both their sanity and the people, whose eyes will always stay on them. ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍:- 18th March 2024 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍:-

[𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴!𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳] "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬." 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝘼𝙣 ṷ̵̧̡͔̜̯͍̘͋͛ͅn̴͉̞͉̞̹̈́̏̌̈́̌̅̔͘͘ḳ̸̨̘͙̗̀̏n̵͓͈͈̗̎̿̐̆ŏ̶̧̭͈͚͙̪̩̘̕w̴̨̘̥̻̦͉̔̏͆͊͠n̷͍̆̐̉̏̀ ̷͇͛̓e̸̢͕͕̜̩̫͖̻̭̳͐̒̐̾́̚͠n̷̡̦̖̥̙̎̀̉̄̎͌̎̇̀̊t̵̡̘̪̤̖͉̠͎̟̄̓̓̽̉́̏̂̕i̶̢̛͙̳͕͑̀͐͒̎̚̚ͅt̶̯̭̝̤̥͌̚y̷̤̪͚̮̜͍̅̑̓̓ 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙..𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧. 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨? 𝘼𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮. 𝘼 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡. "𝐒𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝."