*Cover art belongs to me* Being a Proxy isn't a choice, it's forced. You may think it would be a dream come true, to eat all the cheesecake and waffles you could ever imagine, while being in a glamorous mansion. WRONG. In reality, it would be far from it. After unfortunate events and misunderstandings, Tim Wright and Brian Thomas had been taken by the Slenderman, deemed proxy worthy. They were forced to fight against their own will for their spots, loosing the small amount of sanity they had left. Now left to work for the legendary Slenderman, they wish that they had just been left dead... *Warnings and disclaimers* This story contains major spoilers to the series Marble Hornets, so if you haven't watched to series yet be aware of that. This story is a crossover of the Creepypasta and Marble Hornets universes. I do not own any of these characters. If you are a sensitive or young reader this story contains more mature subjects such as, blood, swearing, death, violence and other possibly triggering themes

Some may wonder what really makes Jeff tick, or how his story came to be. Come on a ride as you read my take on the origin of this infamous creepypasta. ⚠️Warning⚠️ This story contains strong language, violence, mild mentions of abuse and death. If you are young or a sensitive reader, please keep these in mind

(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

Was being bullied Fate, or hatred? Was running into the woods fate, or destiny? Will everything be okay now? Will this be your new family? Will they accept you? What about Toby? What will happen between you two? Will there be a happily ever after? Only one way to find out... --- So I wrote this in 6th grade and it's really bad... sorry, it is really cringy. I regret everything ⚠️Please read at your own risk ⚠️

"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!

You had an abusive family. No one cared for you nor your little sister, Cherokee. She meant everything to you. She was your life. Your guys bond was like no other. Until someone breaking into your house and taking away. This stranger saved you and fell in love with you..

Just a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart