#ask creepy

[anitacat360]

Re-hice un dibujo de 2013.

[ask-kittycat-creepy]

Re-hice mi dibujo de cuando tenía 13 años de mi Oc Creepypasta con el Seedeater.

[ghouljams]

(unreality tw)

the headlights in front of you wink out of existence. the streetlights overhead the only indication that you're moving through the fog. you yawn, unable to keep the sleepiness at bay as you journey home. cars parked along the street grow more and more sparse as you pass side street after side street, waiting for the light that signals your turn is coming up. the rowhouses of the city give way to short square buildings, and though your brain is sluggish it's not quite diminished enough to ignore that glaring disruption.

you stop at a red stop light.

the cross street is devoid of any other drivers.

your usual light is a T intersection.

you blink at the red glow of the light and the thick fog in front of you.

your car is silent.

a low static begins to fill the air and with a slow movement you lean to turn your radio off.

the light is red.

you drag your gaze over to the cross streets light.

red.

your arms begin to feel heavy as you watch the light on the crosswalk blink.

blink.

blink.

no count down to zero just the slow blink.

blink.

blink.

you pull your gaze back to the light.

yep, still red.

silent and-

someone knocks on your window.

you blink some of the exhaustion from your eyes, shake your head as you suck in a full breath and return to your senses. You look at the man who's bend down to smile into your window. His blue eyes are a welcome distraction from the red light.

his sclera are as white as his teeth, and there's a scar that cuts his hair line with a gnarled pink.

he taps again.

you roll down the window.

"Hullo!" he says.

"hello." you respond. "can I help you?"

"Aye," he nods, "Ahm afraid Ahm lost, dinnae ken mah way around town."

"oh." you frown. maybe he's a tourist.

"Dae ya ken where ya are?" he asks.

do you?

the light is red.

this is a cross street.

your light is a T street.

do you know where you are?

would you feel any more awake if you did?

"i think so." you tell him.

"Could ya take me to-" he rattles off an address that sounds like gibberish.

it hurts your head.

"i- maybe?" you wince.

you keep your foot on the brake as he walks around to the other side of the car and opens the door.

there's mud caking his boots, the bottom of his trousers.

fatigues, your fatigued brain supplies.

like the army.

or one of the other ones.

there's something red caked under his fingernails.

and holes in his shirt like it's been torn.

your skin prickles with chill.

you reach to turn the heat up.

he smiles and you turn back to the red light.

"Ah bet your legs have something between them." he says.

your muscles strain like they want to shake.

you don't move.

"what?"

"The nurses," he says, "they're like mannequins."

you turn your head to look at him.

the light that casts jagged shadows over his face it green.

there's something black dripping from his nose.

"Drive." he tells you.

you take your foot off the brake, and turn to watch the road as you press on the gas,

and something heavy smashes into the side of your car.

[sandflakedraws]

forgot i'd drawn this guy once upon a time

[demonic0angel]

When Duke uses his powers on actual ghosts, he can see how they died.

Danny's a halfa, but it still counts :3

[frightening-rigatoni]

Eyeless Jack, why don't you try asking Toby out so you can get to know each other better?

[solargeist]

Vote to give Grian his silly crazy eyes back /nf

I do want to give him silly eyes…. Or creepy maybe…

[lynxgriffin]

Can you draw the placeholder Kris sprite?

Kris over here going

Wait why is the Song of Healing playing in reverse??...

[strawberijasper]

finally finished him! collapses... I wanted to draw my interpretation of BEN for a while but drawing him turned into headcanons which turned into a deep and intense need to write him so... that's how that's been going.

[onlycleverinmyhead]

Ra's keeps Tim's spleen in a jar in his office and uses it like those rubber ducks that help programmers fix problems. he also talks to it, esp when he's frustrated over someone being stupid/ incompetent.

Ra's: Do you see what I have to deal with?

Tim's spleen: ...

Ra's: you're the only one who understands me

[startheskelaton]

WAIT A MINUTE, I JUST REALIZED!

YOUR TF AU PENNY ADULT DESIGN IS THE SAME AS YOUR CREEPYPASTA AU PENNY

YES!!! SOMEONE NOTICED!!!!!

I told yall I reuse characters a lot, it’s fun because I get to see how a character would be different when born in a different environment.

Peggy in the Creepypasta AU is cheerful, however her life is absolutely fucking awful. Even when she finds her partner it’s kind of rocky and he literally leaves their kids to fend for themselves when she dies!

Penny in the TF au is cheerful but able to reach her full potential as a person. She has a stable support system and a family that loves her very much. She’s able to help others in a viable way!

Honestly a lot of the time I do this as a way to say sorry to an OC that was originally given a really shit life in their story. Like how Sparkplug appears in Urbankiju and has a really chill life

[yeahthisisabadidea]

Twin Ghost Kings

An idea I got into my head, I've seen a few tropes where Danny and Dani are twins, two sides of a coin, the king and the free spirit sort of idea. so what if, both Dani and Danny become the ghost king?

I can just imagine some poor smuck (cult? the Justice Leauge? someone from another fandom?) decides to summon "the ghost king" for whatever reason, so solve XYZ or to grant them world dominating power, whatever, and they're expecting a single, monsterous, tyranical being Pariah Dark, but in stead, they get these two black and white child-ghosts (they're not acctually children, it's been centuries, but it's fun to be OP while being underestimated and messing with people)

This wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote a bit of it, so...

The boy’s eyes roamed over the heroes, down to the circle and then made eye contact with John.

“Dani?” he asked, tone echoing and childish but oh, so dangerous. The hair on the back of John's neck stood on end. The girl similarly looked directly at John, acid green eyes boring into him. The feeling doubled down.

“Yes, Danny?”

“I think we’ve been summoned.”

The two smiled twin grins. It was sharp and mischievous and unnerving with too many teeth, too wide for their faces. As they continued to speak, the two began to float around as easily and aimlessly as leaves in a breeze, circling the heroes like predators evaluating their next kill. John certainly felt like prey.

“I think you’re right.”

“Someone tried to call Pariah.”

“Someone called the ghost king.”

“Someone wants the dark.”

“Someone made a mistake…”

“Ying yang spirits,” John muttered. The two children continued to circle each other in a dizing display of black and white and green eyes that hold too much power.

“Nope,” the girl giggled, popping the p.

“Close, but no.” Confirmed the boy in a sing-song voice, his impish smile only growing sharper. 

“Then wha– who are you?”

The spirits stopped their flying to drop to the ground in front of Constantine, their wispy tails splitting and solidifying into sets of legs so they could stand and stare with those green eyes at the man.

“We are the ghost king,” the boy said simply, voice teeming with power that made John’s ears hurt. The girl continued.

“Heirs apparent of the infinite realms and all that call it home.”

“And you have dared to summon us.”

“I don’t understand,” John had to try twice before his voice was loud enough to be heard. “I thought I called The King... Pariah Dark?"

"We told you."

"We are the king."

“I am the king phantom,” declared the boy. “Watcher of stars, bane of the dark. I am the guardian, the keep, the order. I am the light of the moons.”

“I am the king phantasm,” declared the girl. “Who followed after and seen all first. I am the wanderer, the wild, the chaos. I am the void between.”

“You demanded the Ghost King.”

“You called to the Dark.”

“So, tell us, Hellblazer,” the girl mused, grin sharp and wicked as she circled him, pausing to leer over his shoulder. “Who are you loyal to?”

“The crown?”

“Or the dark?”

“Be honest now.”

“We’ll know if you lie.”

“We can see your soul.”

“We own most of it, after all.”

[cheerclaw]

I still feel her presence here, but there's something off... I'm starting to forget her.

designs by @doomedcousins slash thylacid bc i dont have my own designs yay

[luxites]

"Know your place, fool." ⛩

I really want to know more about how he became the King of Curses

[frightening-rigatoni]

hey gang! any relationships?! As in romantic...??? I'm curious!!

[sleepingsims]

Would you ever consider converting your casey curls hair for children? I just think it would be so cute!! I tried to do a personal conversion just for myself because I didn't want to bother you and it did NOT go well lmao

bam!

i have so much more respect for the child conversion simblrs after doing this 😭

casey curls child conversion

24 ea + modmax swatches | works with original accessories (updated!) | hat compatible | lods & maps | original hair

! requires adult version to work !

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