Masky Stories

What time is it?

"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm getting better." "You'll be safe if you just stay with me..." Authors note: Chapters are written in long format, meaning this is going to read far more as a book. I update as much as I have time for, but in saying this, lots of editing and re-writing occurs and takes time. I take care in this story as it means a lot to me as a passion project and want it to be something I can be proud of. Thank you for understanding and I hope you all can enjoy this as much as I love writing it! -M

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

━ ❝ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ... ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴡɪsᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ɪɴ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ ❞ 𓂃 ✎ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ❮🍰 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐘 (N.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀━━ (𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲) 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗲? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ━━ ᴘʀᴏxʏ〣 ✦ 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑷𝒀𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑨 ᘎ⃝ ،، ❝ ιƒ ι ωєяє α zσмвιє, ι'∂ ηєνєя єαт уσυя вяαιη. ι ʝυѕт ωαηт уσυя ℓσνє, уєαн ι ωαηт уσυя ℓσνє, ʝυѕт ωαηт уσυя нєαят, уєαн σнн~❞ ᘎ • ! ❝ нє нαѕ ѕσмє тнι¢к тнιgнѕ, вєт нє ѕανє ℓινєѕ. ❞ 🌷 P̶r̶o̶x̶y̶ . . . ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 〔 ʀᴏsᴇs ! 〕🐚 : ! ┈─ ✧ 대리 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀피 › 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 : ─┈ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴊᴀɴ 22 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 ! ━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⤷ѕтαтυѕ: ση gσιηg ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✿ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⊱ 〔 🦢 A CREEPYPASTA STORY 〕 ⠀ ⠀ ⊱ 〔 🧁 REMINDER:: CREEPYPASTA CHARACTER NOT MINE ! 〕 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝙸 : ┈── ©CREATOR : ! 🌷 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀𝙸𝙸 : ┈── ©-missrosered- : ! 🍓 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝙸𝙸𝙸 : ┈── ©COVER BY ME : ! ☎

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.

A young girl named AJ that comes to know the pastas and becomes friends with them. Why does her past not want to come to light? Will this young girl ever know what her past held before meeting the pastas? No one really knows until light is shined upon the darkness within AJ's past.

This is a story about a ship called TicciMask. There will be a lot of things happening. This is my first story so it won't be that good.

Wanna give a dare to a creepypasta or find out their darkest secrets? Now is your chance! Cover by me!

You probably read 'How to take care of Hoodie' so this is payback to Masky for embarrassing me on Wattpad. So this is How to take care of Masky by Hoodie, enjoy!

Trinity is a 17 year old girl. There's one word to describe her. Insane. She has a voice in her head that makes her go insane. That voice is her insanity. Her parents decided to send her off to a asylum. To try to fix her. To bring back the daughter they loved. Oh how they was wrong to do that. That just makes things worse. {COVER MADE BY ME! I DON'T OWN CREEPYPASTA! THEY BELONG TO THEIR ORIGINAL OWNERS!}

- ''I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to.'' - She forced you to join them on a vacation in the woods. The area wasn't the problem; it was even beginning to be fun for once. Until one simple, but unknown action turns everything around, a game of life or death between friends and bloodthirsty killers. Who is going to last through the night? [WARNING: Contains graphic violence, gore, cuss words and death.] {www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIrt5MkGpy0}

[ !! OUTDATED !! ] Updates have stopped, simply because how old it is and I have moved on to bigger things and other ships. You know how it goes. If I were to update this one now, the sheer change in skill and style will be an incredibly jarring change for the readers- probably not a good one. >>> When I get the time, I will re-write this as a NEW BOOK, because I still treasure this ship, even though it is not my main anymore. (Further description and contents will remain unchanged from the day they were wrote. Only changes will be new chapters discussing any news about the re-write) -------------------------------------------------------- The story of how Ticci Toby met his love Clockwork and what it's like to be one of Slenderman's proxies. There are none of my OC's in this. My first fan-fiction ever. No smut. Mostly written in third person point of view of Toby. Please no hate. :D There will be more action in part 2, when things realy get started ;3 |as the title says, this is the beginning|

You out of everyone in the word as become a main target to the creepypasta's. why? Well that's something your still trying to figure out. But the only problem is that no one believes that these people exist the cops no, no one. Also shout out to Toby for helping me the idea for the story!

My name is Masky, and well...I have many friends in high school. let's start with Nurse Ann, she is cool and all but she is like a sister to me. then Jeff, she is not that bad. oh did I forget to say the both me and Jeff..we're girls.

||they're curious what makes you tick even after a traumatic event..|| Yes another creepypasta story.. short and lazy one- I guess Possessing an Indomitable Will and kindness by nature is a blessed thing, despite the many challenges that come with it.. despite your unstable mental health, Y/n has been able to survive until now.. and that has caught the attention of the Tall One.

A student named (Y/N) is a protector of a forest called Willow Vane Park Forest. One day it alerts them to danger in the forest. They are met with Slenderman asking for help, they are forced to make a decision. Come read how a sibling relationship develops between Slenderman and (Y/N) and how they traverse through life with a new development. Btw, this (Y/N) is non-binary Cover designed by: Little_Gem41 (me) Cross-posted on AO3

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I'm in love with the most obnoxious, annoying person in the world that gets on my nerves but makes me smile and laugh everyday.

Y/N became a detective after her brother Jay died. What happens when she meets people she thought she would never see again? She has no one left, no one. As she was hanging out with sally, a man with a white feminine mask walked past and glanced at her.

Brian: perveted yandere Tim: overprotective yandere Jay: Soft yandere Alex: Sadist yandere A fucked childhood with twisted childs, decayed hopes, little lies which hide bigger regets. You don't know what to do, you are still that 5 year old kid who loves her daddy. (Y/N)... is a quite, beauty. She is like a therapist, she is quite like a therapist. That's why they like her, she listens not like everybody. She does understand. She hears your screams in your sentences and seems to see the war inside your head. She can touch the tears you hide inside. She has the wings to pass over from the walls you built inside your skin which protects your mind. She can reach your soul and that's her beauty. (Y/N) cames back to America from her mother country France becuse of a childhood promise, she thinks this is a childish thougth but seems like none of her friends forget about this promise. Coming back to America where her childhood was, brings back memories. Even the ones she does not want to remember. (It's a Yandere × reader story, please do not read if this disturbs/cringes you, thank you for understanding!)