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After some consideration, his last name shall be Romano.

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It’s been so long, the last I drew these two.

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I have sort of a weird ask, in my Creepypasta AU Jane is a mother figure to Nina, and to a lot of other pastas but the main one is Nina, and I actually headcanon her to sort of be a natural motherly person who is very caring and encouraging.

Since Nina and Jane are enemies in your AU, how would your Nina react to my version of Jane trying to be a motherly figure to her?

Sorry if this ask is weird.

No worries!

Hmm…

It’s not that Jane and Nina are enemies. It’s technically one-sided: Jane thinks that Jeff threatened Nina to work with him and wants to rescue or persuade her in some way.

Which is tricky if the kid will not hesitate to throw punches.

I do think maybe your Jane would make a wonderful guardian to Nina. But if Jane tries anything on Jeff (not sure if they’re just rivals or enemies in your AU), Nina will stand between them.

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Alright, one last Toby thing.

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LOVE LETTER | A Toby Rogers x Reader Oneshot

Since it's Toby's birthday, I figure I'll switch things up and write something for fun. So here you go! I swear, it’s not what you think…

This is not part of my No Sleep AU. Contains fluff, slight paranoia, a peculiar amount of blood, and the uncanny. But you know how it is; love comes in all forms. <3

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I don’t normally do this. 

You know, crying for help? It’s always the other way around. But right now? I think I’m beginning to understand them.

. . . . . 

Now, I don’t think I have enough time, so I’ll try to write as fast as I can.

It was during a mission, I think a few weeks ago? Slenderman said that there was an intruder deep in the forest, so he only sent me to take them down. After a while, I managed to find them wandering around like a lost sheep.

I couldn’t remember any clear details about their appearance, except for one: a wooden plank covering their eyes. Upon closer look, it was… nailed onto their face, blood running down their cheeks and nose. I wasn’t sure if they could see anything, but when they faced me, it was like they were staring into my soul. It gave me the chills just thinking about it.

That probably didn’t make a lot of sense. Again, my memories are a bit blurry.

Whether they did this to themself or someone else did it to them, I didn’t think they could go on out there. Against my doubts, I decided to bring them to the mansion. This stranger attached themself to me like a magnet, thanking me for taking care of them, and showered me with compliments. This wasn’t something I’m used to, but I shrugged it off.

The stranger settled down in the mansion and was greeted by everyone. Even Slenderman said hello, although more cautiously. The whole time, the stranger never left my side, a lot more chipper than the first time I met them. These few weeks, they became a close companion of mine, joining me on missions and comforting me from stress or nightmares. I felt… warm? I guess. Even though deep down, I can’t shake this odd feeling in my stomach.

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Sorry. I

I thought I heard it. I just moved to a different room. I have to hurry this up.

Two nights ago.

Yeah, I think that’s when things fell apart.

I couldn’t sleep at all, so I decided to go out for some fresh air. The stranger followed me outside, even though I told them I wanted some time to myself. While they did keep their distance, I could feel them watching me as

Fauwk

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Damn it.

I could feel them watching me as I continued to make my way to the forest. Odd, isn’t it? They don’t even have eyes, yet it’s almost like they do. No matter how far I’m going, they’re still watching me. It just doesn’t feel right. THIS doesn’t feel right.

Do they have powers we don’t know about? Like, Slenderman-levels or Zalgo-levels of power? Maybe. Then how come Slender never brought it up?

What was I so afraid of?

I dealt with all kinds of things. Besides, I doubted this stranger could even try and kill me if they had the chance. Everyone else could take care of it.

Maybe if I spoke to someone else, like EJ, they’d know what to do.

But the mansion was empty. Everyone was just… gone. I couldn’t make this up, although I wish I did.

The stranger walked up beside me, which caught me off-guard. They acted concerned and asked me if I was okay, but they were smiling the whole time.

“...Where is everyone?” I wanted an answer.

“T̷̡̩̬̺̣̘̫̫̔̄͘͠h̴̩̩̳̱͛̓̑̾ē̸̞̭̞͓̮̼̮̥̼̫̙̹̘͎͕̄̌̂́̓̌̈̈́̚ỳ̶̲̙̠͔'̵̥̺̪̼̯̍̀ṟ̵̤̜̙̖̌̈́̒ẽ̶̛̩͓͓͓͇̯͗ͅ ̴̨̩̬͛̎̈͒̀̈́͘͝j̸̯̑̌́̏̈́͛̽͜u̴̢͎̤͚̼̰̼̫̟̤̓͆͝s̶̡̬͍͙͔̬̤̝̯̤̓̀̊̃̊͗̋͒̕͜͝ͅṱ̷͕̦̲͓͙͉͙͔̳̭̬͐͑̂̅͌̚͜ͅ ̵̨̡͙̩͈͖͕̽͝g̴̭̤̫͙͔͈̮̫̑ͅô̸̧̩̟̟̗̯̑̈́̽̐̎̍͝ͅi̶̧̛͍͕̪̥̥̻̱̽͛̎̇͝n̶̺̒͛g̴̨̼͉̟̬͙̝͈͕͓͚̝̺̅͑͋̆͊̉̄̓̀͠ ̷̺̺̼̞͈̅͗͒͒̐ö̷̡̢͖̻̤̫̤͉̙́͜͜n̸̛̠͍̘̟̤͙͑̊ͅ ̸̨̙͉͚̱̻̯̰̝̫͍͐́̐̈́̈́̀̎̉̌͠ā̸̞̼̩͖̪̥̘͔̥̇͒͛��̀̉̀̈́̅̀́̚͘͝ ̸̩̱̣͓̯̩͆̏̓͂̾̏͒͑́͆̍̆̚͝ͅv̸̥̥͊a̷̡̖͎̻̽̎͂̄̑̇́̓̉̐͋́̀̔̚c̴̨̛̗̗̣͖͈̫̹̻͓̥͍͑̋͑̈̒̀͒̋̃̒̈̕̕͘a̴̡̠̝̖͉̱̠͚̪̣̩̬̱̿̉t̶̟̺̿̈́́̆͂̉̾͂͆͒̇͗̉̓̚į̷̖̘̣͓͗̔̀̋̌̕ͅó̸̲̘̖̯̻̱͇̝̜͎̳̃͛̎́͛͆͂̕͘̕n̶̨͚̗̣͉̘̳̦͌̑͗͐́,̵̢̡̧͖̘̮̬̠̼̘̕͜ ̵̧̗̫̬̻̤̦͉̅͆̋͛͂͝T̷̨̲͇̼̬͉̊̿̉̒̃̈́̈́̕͠͠ơ̴̱͖̝̗̬͖̝̰̾͐̃͊̆̎̂͊͠͠b̴͍̺̌̑̉ỵ̶̦̱͉̘̰͙̳̈̕ͅ.̵̧̧̡͖̠͙̼̯̟̦̝̌̋̃̊̍͐.̷̦̝̟̟̿̒̾̋̑͌̏̕͘.̸͈͔̭̫̩̍̀”

I backed away from them, reaching for my hatchet. “You’re behind this, I know it! Where are they?”

“̷̥̟͙͔̩͔͚͖͎̠̺̮͛͜D̷̛̜̻̠̯̞͈͓̙̭̝͗̏̔͜͠ǫ̶͔̰̰͉̰̤͈̝̑͛̄̀̾̀̓n̵̛̳̮͆͗͛̏͗̍͐̒͝͝͝’̷̛͕̬̖t̸̛̬̱͎̳̩̹̑̏̒͗̇̇͒̾̌̍́ ̶̖̩̭͗̑̎̿͆̾̀̉͌b̴̰̮̠̜̈́̅̆̇͜ȇ̷̛͔̬̲̖̤̱̟͚͈̰̰̉̾͒́̋͊̊̓̄̃̽̈́̇ͅͅ ̴̧͖̯̻͙̘̱̱̬͚̦̘̬͐̓̾͐̓͋̀̈́ș̷̲̮̈́͆͗͆̈́̃̍c̶̙͚̱̬͔̻̯̜̎̽́̈́͋̈́ä̶̧̺̮̺͕̮́͊̐́͝r̸̤̬̱̤̦̝̱̖̝̞̦͗̂̅̎̆́́͂͐̕͜͠é̷̱̠̼̋̄̍͊̏̄̂̒̇̈̀͝d̵̢̯̩̤͉̺̳̖̦̽̀͌̇̒̓͗ͅ.̸̢̢̨̢̛̳̩̠̼̠͔̾̑͂̈̅”̵̻͓̦̫̘̝̝͓̤̂͜ They say as they forcefully remove the plank off their face, cackling as–

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. . . . 

I do not have enough time.

I’ve been hiding in the rooms, but if it ever comes closer, I’ll try and fend it off then hide in the next room. It got me good, I’ll give it that.

There’s nothing… human about it. I’ve seen monsters of all kinds, but I don’t know if even Slenderman could beat it. It did something to my eyes. Or my mind? I can’t see anything anymore. I can’t see where I’m going half the time. I can’t see my hatchet. Or the hallways. Or… me.

I can only see… words. So many words.

. . . . 

It’s coming.

Please.

If you can see this.

Stop this.

I am all alone, surrounded by endless texts upon texts upon texts, and I can’t do this alone. It doesn’t speak anymore, and it doesn’t have a physical form. I can only see words.

İ̴̪͍͉̆͐̎͝͝ ̶̩͔͂̈̐̈͑̓ͅͅC̸͖̮̝͎͚̫͇̙̳̼͓̺̼̀̈́͂͊́̌̏̓̋̕͝͠͝͝A̸̢̨̢̢͎̫̙̯̖̲��̤̺̭̽̄͌͊N̶̡̛͍̞̳̟̟̺͍͚̄̈̾̌͋́͐͒͌̂̑̒̀͝ ̴̧̨̩̳̮̗̳̲̼̜͓̹͙̽̽͆͑͌͛̾̾̑̕͠ͅƠ̷͔̼̑͗͗̅̇͋̏́̆͒͋͊͘͝Ṇ̷͔͍̜͌̍L̸̢̜̗̮̦͖̀̈́͗͊͒͂̅̋̇͜Y̴̝̯͉̬͒̈́̊͛̈́̈̀̍̒̍̓́̈́͠ ̶̨̧̻͖̗̺̈̈̀̓̃̋̒̇̌͐̌̒͜S̷̢͈̞͔̰̠͇̠̫̏̑̇̓̆͊̊̍̈́̇͑̋̕̚ͅE̵̢̲͕̗͙̲̲̜͉͇̻̖̮͎͐̿͑͂͛̾̄̍̊͊̀̈́̾͝E̷̢̮͖̰̰̙͍̼̅͊͜ ̴̢̫͈͚̭̘̪̺̬̩̝̪͓̓̀͆̉̈̅́͗̆̋̕̚̕͜W̷̳̗̤̯͓̆͒̐̀̑͋̐͗̌͑͗͘̚͠͠Ǫ̸̛̹͎͉̘̞̃̈̄̋R̷̺̪̻̲͕͉̟͈̭̜̒͊̄̊̄͜D̷̡̨̨̤̜̭̼͍̰̩̖͇̘̈́́̈́͜Ŝ̴̢͔̻̼̩̗̦̱̻̇͐̑͛͝͠

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Jeff Burlington…

Jeff Shaun…

Jeff Romano…

Maybe I should give my Jeff a new last name. 🤔

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Maybe I should give my Jeff a new last name. 🤔

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Here ya go BEN *gives him a copy of GTA 6*

He’s gonna play all night, and Slender will have to tell him to go to bed.

But then he’ll be like, “Ghosts don’t sleep, so I can play as much as I want. 😈”

Slender would be too tired, but tells him to play for an hour or so before bed.

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Hide from the Toymaker...

A short draft for fun...

All she could feel was the beat of her heart. Thumping and thumping as she breathed as quietly and carefully as possible.

Normally, Nina has a plan. She knew how to get out of a sticky situation, no matter what. She could handle the cultists. The small demons were merely target practice.

But that’s not what she’s dealing with right now, as she hid in the corner of a toy store. Despite the garden-themed wallpapers and shelves filled with toys and dolls of all kinds, the store was unwelcoming in its atmosphere. It was closed for the night, so nobody was around.

She didn’t plan to be hiding here. She was separated from the others because she had to warn him. Warn him that the demons are coming after him. That he will not be prepared unless she gets to him first.

One problem, though.

There was a higher being who joined the demons, although it’s fair to say that this thing had been beside them the whole time. This one doesn’t fight with the others but instead waits for an unfortunate soul to be separated from the group.

And Nina was the unfortunate one.

A shadow from the outside triggered Nina to stay still and quiet, holding onto the switchblade tightly. The door creaked as it opened, and she could hear the sound of heavy footsteps making their way inside the store. She couldn’t see the figure clearly, but with the help of the limited light from the moon outside, she could grasp the silhouette. 

Perhaps to some ignorant humans, this was only a man. A rather fancy man in outdated attire with a top hat and a bit tall for comfort, but a man nonetheless. But this was not a man. She had heard things about what this “man” is. Ms. Clark, who had encountered him numerous times during her missions, had spoken of how she could barely sense a soul within him, but pure, unapologetic guilt. Given that this figure was Zalgo’s right-hand man, it’s no wonder why he could be considered as a dangerous force they must avoid.

“Oh, little one?” He called out, like a father calling out for his child. “I’m sorry if I had alarmed you in some way, so why not… talk things out?”

As he scanned his surroundings, looking through each toy aisle closely and deliberately, all Nina could do was pray that she wouldn’t get caught.

Maybe if he goes in deeper into the store, then she could have a chance to escape. Hopefully Clark or Rogers, anyone could handle him on their own while she gets back to her task.

He’s now walking in her direction.

Quietly.

Her heart beat faster, and she struggled to fight back any tears that dared to spill. 

“Now, now…” He cooed in a warm tone. “Come on out, little one… No harm will come to your friend or you. I promise…”

She held her switchblade close to her chest, ready for any moment for him to show himself, and she’ll strike.

She’s scared.

But she won’t give in.

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The dudes I haven’t drawn a lot…

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Here ya go, Clockwork *gives her the infinity gauntlet with all the stones*

She’s probably gonna sell it. It’s not like it’ll do anything— NAT, NO!!!

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Same image.

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Man…

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I’mma do a little attendance poll.

Just a little curious, is all.

Feel free to reblog/comment about what you like about drawing/writing your AU stuff.

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LJ’s kisses start out as pecks, adding a small “mwah” sound after each kiss. He’s got the biggest smile because he loves making Jeff happy. He would always kiss on the lips last.

Jeff’s kisses are hungry, long, and warm. He would break away to peck LJ’s cheeks and neck then back to his lips, feeling bolder. LJ likes it when Jeff surprises him with a kiss.

…

Yeah, they just like kissing. 😚

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Turned off anonymous asks. Hope you all don’t mind.