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A collection of stories and origins, and depicting the true from the false. All stories and art used belongs to their original creators, I claim no rights or anything of the sort over them.
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LIGHTS OUT
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.
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞
[𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊/𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛] ❝ᴊᴜɴᴏ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴀᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ, ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢᴜɴ❞ You wake up in the middle of the forest, not knowing what happened or how you got there. The clearing around you was covered in the blood and various body parts of people, and you were in the middle of it all. What happened? Slow updates ❝ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢᴜɴ, ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴡɪʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ❞ cover art not mine
✧Hidden Crystals ✧
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* You wake up to find that your dog has vanished into thin air. You go to the eerie forest behind your house but you don't find your dog, you find something or rather someone much more complex. A MaskyxReader~ Netural Pronouns ˱ 𓈒 𓈊 ┈ 𓈒 ┈ 𓈉 ┈ 𓈒 ┈ 𓈊 𓈒 ˲مكتمِلة
Delirium (Creepypasta Reader-insert)
/dĭ-lîr′ē-əm/ Noun; an acutely disturbed state of mind that occurs in fever, intoxication, and other disorders and is characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence of thought and speech. Feeling unmoored and adrift in life was just a consequence of being a young adult. It was quite unfortunate, however, that your fate had been caught in the most horrible of webs. Perhaps you would have made something of yourself, if you'd had the chance.مكتمِلة
Another Infected Found (Tim/Masky X Reader X Alex Kralie)
(TBH, it mainly focuses on Tim rather than Alex...) (Y/n), a 22-year-old girl, lives near Rosswood Park. After an incident occurred, she was found... After learning about a film project called "Marble Hornets", she noticed what was happening. It was happening all over again... Now on edge of her cracking sanity, she tries to run from the unknown, along the way of having an interest in two certain people. How can she love while on her brink of insanity coming?مكتمِلة
Female creepypastas x male reader
Just a story I came up with. I don't own the cover photo, nor the characters, all rights go to the original owner.مكتمِلة![Cashiering isn't so bad [Creepypasta/Marble Hornets x Male reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/261640407-256-k293072.jpg)
Cashiering isn't so bad [Creepypasta/Marble Hornets x Male reader]
Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.مكتمِلة
Masky X Reader X Hoodie
Alone in the forest, A runaway from your abusive ex bf, A savior named hoodie takes you to a mansion.... An outgoing guy and a cold hearted killer. 2 guys 1 heart... Who will you choose?.مكتمِلة
CREEPYPASTA
I do not own any of the characters or stories! Full credit goes to the original authors. I really hope you enjoy! Thank you so much for reading!مكتمِلة
Creepypasta Headcannons Book 2
Well whaddya know whaddya know I actually managed to fill up an entire book with these bloody headcannons. And, surprise surprise, I have an overactive imagination, so here we go again! NOTE: Read the first headcannons book before this one. You'll thank me laterمكتمِلة
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.
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