Proxys Stories

Creepypasta texting fic; lowercase intended. Several parts will be published at once. You were desperate enough to hire a killer.

... The fire continued cackling, yet the previously caged bird sang in laughter. Like a phoenix, she is reborn. ... Creepypasta various x reader

ANOMALY /əˈnäməlē/ : An anomaly is something that deviates from the normal, expected, or standard pattern. ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ ✦ ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ ━ ❝ have you eaten anything today? ❞ 𓂃 ♬ ˖ ﾟ 01 ━ [ANOMALY] ! ╰━━ in which, Slenderman realizes everyone in his mansion is messed up in the head in every single way imaginable, so he thinks 'wait a minute, what if I don't take in another psychotic pasta, but a pasta that isn't one bad day away from a mental breakdown??' ______ [ creepypasta 𝗫 reader ] ━ [my first fanfic so please tell me if there's any errors or anything I can do to get better at writing :3 ] ✦˚₊ ‧ 𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing

To put it simply we got the creepypasta mansion in a more realistic light, partially serious representation of the creepypastas, my oc not taking the spotlight (I hope) and general vibes that'll be mixed with serious conversations. (THIS DESCRIPTION WILL BE UPDATED!!! I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING RN) I've written some fanwork in the past but it's been 4 full years and both were for personal use (Eddsworld, they're bad) Just as a heads up i have 2 things to keep in mind while reading: 1) English is NOT my first language (Italian) so I'm sorry if sometimes the wording structure doesn't make sense in the slightest- please inform me if there's anything unclear, just do it nicely <3 2) I have no story planned for this fic, so I'll make up shit as I go (sorry, writing this helped fuel my temporary creepypasta obsession)

They say a disciple should never fall in love with their master. Respect them. Trust them. Follow them. But never love them. For Sam, that rule was broken the moment he looked into the golden eyes of the woman he admired more than anyone else-his shīfu. She was his mentor. His greatest inspiration. The one who taught him to wield his spear, to protect others, and to stand against the horrors of the Hollows. She could never be anything more. Then she betrayed him. When they were sent on a mission by Mayor Mayflower to investigate Lemnian Hollow, she left him behind to die. The woman he loved... The woman he trusted... The woman he would have given his life for... Walked away. Now living in New Eridu, Sam carries the scars of that betrayal while taking on dangerous Hollow commissions alongside proxies like Wise and Belle, whose own ties to the Hollows begin to intertwine with his search for answers. With powerful Ethereals emerging, forgotten secrets surfacing, and old bonds refusing to stay buried, he finds himself on a path that leads back to the one person he never wanted to see again. But some questions refuse to stay unanswered. Why did she abandon her him. And if she truly never cared... In a city where trust can be more dangerous than any Hollow, Sam must decide whether to seek revenge, search for the truth, or risk giving his heart to the woman who broke it. Because sometimes the deepest wound isn't the one that nearly killed you. It's the one left by the person you loved most.

Since you were a child all you've seen were the confines of a facility you were roughly forced into at just five years old; barren rooms, empty white walls, and most importantly, the scientists that turned you into something that wasn't quite human-who gave you connections to something that definitely wasn't human. But now? You've escaped, due to a sudden fire. And after an unnerving encounter with a sadistic killer, you're brought to a place where you're promised safety. Although, with everything that's happened in your life so far you have trouble trusting it, and that burning feeling deep within your skin is getting stronger, begging to be released-begging for revenge. ------------ FYI's: -ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW OF ANY ERRORS !! -Y/N is gender-neutral in this story, and is regarded by they/them pronouns. -Not all details of Jeff and the other creepypastas will be exact. Their backstories and motives will be the same, but some visual differences may be there. -Obviously blood and death will be mentioned. -Y/N is 18 in this story, and Jeff is 19 ------------ Current Word Count- 43,078 ------------ Credits to @pyanyasha on Instagram, and TikTok for the art on the cover, check their art out !

#creepypasta the television says strange things...

Note: Masky and Hoodie belong to Marble Hornets. None of the Creepypastas are mine. Cover image is not mine. Blurb: Y/N is just trying to enjoy her life. She tried to meet up with her online boyfriend, but he isn't quite how she expected. Heartbroken, she rushes home only to find a terrifying envelope with a dark object inside. Will she escape or will she be his forever?

„When I close my Eyes" 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧_𝙁𝙧𝙚𝟰𝙠 Do you know what it feels like to forget something... ...while knowing it never forgot you? You do. Or at least... you will. hope you enjoy, I haven't planned nothing for this book yet.. 21. 8, 2024 - started

New year! New update! This is my new Creepypasta AU headcanons REDONE! With new characters and more fun facts! Be mindful that these are just my headcanons, please be respectful

(y/n) is just an average teenager. Her whole life is filled with pain and fear but she can still pulled a smile on her face. she doesn't want everyone to know that she's hurt and tired. All she wanted was to be happy. so, what is like to see the most 'happy' person to lose their last thread of humanity and sanity? will she accept her new broken family? will she accept her life as slenderman's proxy? will she be happy with her new life? A love story between masky and an insane reader❤ this story also contents lemon, romance and violence.

just a random story by a random person

As the title says.

my old account was cloudyrain but I sadly lost it

Não escrevi estas páginas para publicar um livro. Elas existem porque, depois de algum tempo, confiar apenas na memória deixou de ser suficiente. Datas começaram a se confundir, testemunhas mudavam seus relatos, arquivos desapareciam, links deixavam de existir e detalhes importantes eram esquecidos. Registrar tudo passou a ser uma necessidade. O conteúdo deste caderno reúne anotações feitas ao longo de diferentes investigações. Algumas tratam de histórias conhecidas na internet. Outras surgiram em fóruns antigos, jornais locais, arquivos esquecidos ou relatos enviados diretamente para mim. Sempre que possível, tentei separar fatos de boatos. Nem sempre consegui. Você encontrará contradições. Hipóteses abandonadas. Páginas incompletas. Informações que pareciam irrelevantes quando foram escritas e só fizeram sentido meses depois. Se este material chegou às suas mãos sem que eu o tenha entregue pessoalmente, considere a possibilidade de que eu não tenha conseguido terminar o trabalho. Não tire conclusões precipitadas. Verifique as fontes. Questione tudo, inclusive as minhas anotações. E, se decidir continuar de onde parei, comece pelo primeiro caso. Foi ali que tudo começou.

A continued story that i probably wont stop writing. this is the same from my other account, except the second chapter got deleted, so i cant write that one. i'm gonna write as much as i can today ;)

This will have documented encounters with the creepypastas, and this is ur choice to read, so its not my fault if/when something happens to you!! This will kinda be like an online journal just in case I lose mine. Good luck in this rabbit hole... -AL3X

Just odd experiences or feelings that happen, feel free to share your experiences. I'll update as I remember things or stuff happens. All of this is real but I leave up to you and your thoughts.

As an uncover agent, putting yourself in less-than-desirable situations is nothing new. The good news is, your unit is certain they know who's behind all the murders in town. It's the tell-tale sign of Jeffery Woods-- alias Jeff the Killer. The better news is, they know where he lives. There's only one problem: somebody has to infiltrate the house. And who better for the job than you? Unfortunately, you're human, and humans (usually) have feelings. Those feelings start to get in the way once you get to know your target, and you're faced with a choice that could be the difference between life and death. I do not own the cover art or any characters. All rights for those go to their creators.

no no it's just like any other zodiac sign book that have a link to creepypasta, nothing fancy here so cut it.