Theobserver Stories

Yeaaaaaaaaaah, i need help. #1 in thecollective #5 in HABIT

The narrative centers on a recurring, unsettling figure known as The Observer, who serves as the haunting thread connecting various tales of terror. Moving through the shadows of a visceral horror and noir landscape, this character is not merely a witness but a constant, dark presence that blurs the line between watching and being watched.

I DO NOT own this story, the creepypastas or anything else. I'm just reposting it on wattpad so the everyone can see it. There will be a link to the website that I got the story from. And hope you enjoy the story!

_La noche es nuestro terreno , la sangre nuestra existencia y tu muerte nuestro anhelo , bienvenido a la historia de como fue que los creepypastas latinos , nos vimos envueltos en tener que ir a ver a los mas reconocidos imbéciles del mundo , asi que , que empiece la masacre . posdata : esta historia es narrada como se puede , ademas de que la protagonista no sera acosada de manera amorosa por los creepypastas :3 .

just a bunch of slenderverse one-shots EDIT: This used to be a mh Oneshot book but not anymore because I've watched the other things now

The death of Ticci Toby and the backstory of Slenderman's hatred for The Observer

Everyone has a story. Everyone has made decisions that have shaped them into the being that they are today; good or bad. Everyone has regrets. Its funny how just from watching out my window everyday i can observe how peoples decisions effect them, for instants the neighbour Jenny yesterday was happy, cheerful and a bit anxious because her boyfriend of 9 months was coming home after being away for 2 weeks and she was going to tell him that she was pregnant. Today she is sporting a fresh new bruise to her jaw. Her boyfriends decision to have one to many drinks before returning to see his girlfriend cost her happiness, her relationship and her little peanut of a baby. I should probably tell you about myself my name is Spencer Mae Pierce and i am a loner there is no other way to put it but as far as I'm concerned i like observing rather then being observed.

LEAVE. Based off of Databrawl, the ROBLOX game.

I don't own these story's but I hope you like Them

"He's looking at you." "Who?" "The Observer."

observer's insta.

According to (Y/N), if an entity is thought as real long enough... it's a good chance that it has somehow manifested into life. Let's see if she can contact this new deity... and what will happen if she does. I'm not sure who I'm gonna write in the story but when I add new characters, I'll update the tags

The comment section of this book is a group chat for planning this shit. It's best if you join the Discord server. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/6EDHFTs

Love, longing, hope, fear - The Observer writes it all. These are letters to the world, to strangers, and to the self. A collection of thoughts from a heart that sees and feels everything. ***You're free to use my work, just please credit me.***

Ask HABIT, The Observer or their son Connor anything you want!

Story of how Connor became who he is. No update schedule

This story will be taking several liberties, including but not limited to uncannonical events. The pairing that will be presented to the viewer is quite rare, and this story is probably one of the first of its kind regarding specifics. The pairing? A severely minor character known as 'Kat' and the Observer with his vessel. Odd, I'm aware. [ Acknowledgements ] * Cover art belongs to its proper owner. * 'TribeTwelve' and the characters mentioned belong to Adam Rosner.