JustttJoy

Life could never be kind to anyone who was different. People fear what they cannot understand.  I suppose in a way, I fear myself. I can sympathize with everyone else who doesn’t understand me because I understand even less than they. Every time I see that horrible white ail, and even worse those disgusting white ears, I cannot help but ask why. Why and how did this happen? Both of my parents were just like any regular suburban family. I can’t even find it in me to blame them for kicking me out on the street at the tender age of nine. If I had such a grossly deformed child, I might have done the same.  It’s not l

(A/N) Hi! It feels so good to publish something FINALLY! I've been sitting on like 10 requests for sooooo long. I'm gonna try my absolute hardest to complete them all, but I can't guarantee anything. I can't even guarantee I'll get past this one. Thank you all for being so patient with me, and the kind comments you've left for me.  And thank you for all the hearts you've given to this story. It's so amazing to know people enjoy my work! I appreciate you all sooooo much. Enjoy! "Masky," Slenderman spoke, "I would like to speak with you in my office."  My gaze turned to my boss, staring at his rigid form. I rose quickly, following hi

(A/N)  I tried to make it as fluffy as I could. It still contains angst, but that's just the way I do. :) "What are you supposed to be?" The oversized apple asked me.  I scoffed. "Me? Says the goddamn apple."  He growled. "Don't call me that."  I rolled my eyes, "(Y/N), you?" He looks me over uncertainly. "Happy Appy." He finally answers. He's literally on a popsicle stick. This is too goddamn funny.  "So...How does being an apple work?" I laugh. He groans, letting a red smoke engulf him. He steps out of the smoke, this time as a human. He grins.  Okay, so, slightly more daunting. "You should come home wit

Slenderman: Breakfast. Ben: Thank god, I'm starving.  EJ: Someone is missing. Joy: I think it's Jeff. Masky: He must not be up.  Hoodie: Well, who's gonna wake him up?  LJ: … Masky: … Toby: … EJ: … Ben: … Joy: No.  Hoodie: Please Joy.  Joy: He'll stab me! I think he sleeps with a knife!!! Toby: Yeah, he tried to stab me last time.  Joy: Not helping!! Masky: But he'll go easy on you! Joy: … Joy: Fine, if you big bad killers aren't gonna do it guess I've gotta.  Ben: Thank god.  Joy: Alright let's do this shit.  EJ: Good luck.  Joy: -grum

Do not socialize with other creepypastas, master says. They're savages, he says. Master took me in when I was younger. He's the only person that ever understood me. Literally.  I was born mute, meaning no words had ever left these lips. When my parents passed away, master was the only one there for me. He always knew what I wanted to say. Lately, he's been acting off. Not being around, acting all weird when he is.  Hitting me.  I was on a run to the nearest grocery store for my next meal. I bought my things, then began the walk home. I really hope master isn't home when I get there. I yanked my hood over my head, ignoring ci

I was playing a video game with Ben. Smile Dog laid across my lap, resting peacefully. We were playing Mario Kart, and I was absolutely destroying him. "How the hell are you so good at this?!" Ben exclaims. I grinned, "a magician never reveals her secrets." I reply. We had another round, and this time he beat me. I was quite unhappy with this of course. "That doesn't count!" I announce, crossing my arms. Ben looks at me, confused. "why not?" He asks. "It...It just doesn't!!" I cry. He grins, "oh, because you looooost?" He asks, cheekily. I huff, exasperated, and stand up to leave. "Oh c'mon (Y/N)! I was just kidding!" I leave anyway. I

"You see, I thought it would be cool to make a Barbie waffle." I explain nervously to Slenderman. I had used his waffle iron to melt a cheap Barbie doll and may have accidentally broken it. If Slender had a face it would be glaring down at me. Not to mention completely flushed with an angry red. Though, perhaps it was scarier to see no emotion whatsoever. I had no clue was Slender was going to do. "Follow me," Slender says, turning around and walking down the now-ominous hall. I follow him, obeying his orders. He slowly opens the door to his office. He sits down in his chair, opening a drawer and pulling something out. Next thing I know a

HOMICIDAL LUI'S P.O.V Slenderman had called me into his office. I think he'd said something about wanting me to go on a mission for him. Which we shouldn't have accepted. I knocked on Slender's door. An authoritative "come in" is heard. I swing the door open and walk to stand in front of Slenderman's desk. He looks down to address me. "Good afternoon Lui." Slender greets me. "And to you." I reply. "Regarding your mission, I thank you for picking this up. It has come to my attention that there is another living amongst us. She has remained in my forest under the radar by living underground. I had sent my three very capable proxies to ret

"That right there, that's the heart..." My father droned on. I am getting more and more tired of these lessons. It's all so I'll grow up to be a vicious killer like the people I live with. I just...I don't want that. I tried to tell him that but he just won't listen. He must turn me into a killer because it's what Slender wants. He wants another proxy. But I'm not like my dad, I don't have an affinity for fighting. I'm too empathetic to fight or destroy lives. "Dismissed," father says. "Thank you father." I reply, walking out of the teachings room. I head up to my own bedroom. I go up the flight of stairs, passing EJ's room, then Jeff's

"Who...Who are you?" I asked, looking up at the tall man in my bedroom. "Laughing Jack sweetheart! But you can call me LJ!" He laughed, smiling hugely at me. Mr. LJ's big goofy grin made me laugh too. I giggled, holding a hand over my mouth. I was still too loud. "Shut up in there!!" Daddy yelled, banging his fist loudly against my bedroom door. The smile vanished from my face, and I looked back to Mr. LJ. He wasn't smiling anymore, instead he stared confusedly at my white door. Mr. LJ looked back down at me, quickly replacing his frown with a large grin. "So wanna play?" LATER I giggled happily, but quietly. Playing with Mr. LJ is so