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
*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...
After Alex shoots Jay and burns Tim alive he now has to live with the guilt of shooting the one he loved. but the only way he will see Jay is in his mirror at night. Will Alex ever get to feel Jays touch again?
Marble Hornets is over. It's been hard on Tim, Jay, and Alex, but somehow they've managed to start over. Jay and Tim are housemates, having finally resumed working. Alex has resumed taking cinematography classes and has his own apartment. And Brian, well, he'll never be the same. However, having Tim could make all the...
This story takes place in Tim's childhood, when he's growing up in the hospital. He starts at age 5 and as the story goes on he slowly grows up. This is my first fanfiction on here so hopefully it won't be crap. By the way, some slight Brim fuel will be implemented later on in the book. Towards the end tho.
The Call is a Marble Hornets inspired story which shows what I believe would happen if Jay, Alex, and Brian had survived. The story is told in Tim's perspective. I love Marble Hornets and have watched the series a billion times so I thought i'd write something on it. I hope you enjoy! Warning: Violence, strong languag...
*Een Sam & Colby verhaal xD* ~ Only true love can save me from hell ~ Dat moment wanneer je een spannend avondje met je beste vriend had gepland, maar in plaats daarvan gebeurt er iets dat je nooit van je leven had kunnen denken, en dat is niet in de goede weg.... Je voelt jezelf niet meer, nachtmerries elke nacht e...