#creepypasta fandom where I go again

[silverislander]

fully intended and foreseen consequence of coping better with my anxiety is that this blog will at some point inevitably become More Cringe and that point is SO close on the horizon. if you get mad at me for posting things i like on my blog that is for me you clearly have more issues than i do for worrying abt that possibility for hours on end

[deadghosy]

I love your work so much imagine ben Drowned in hasbin hotel.

Them crawling out of the TV and alistor is like I don't like tv but can you mess with vox😭.

SURE!! LOL! 🦆💗If anyone wants to do a creepypasta! Reader, I will make it a fanon version cause that’s most easier since I’ve always seen the fanon side of creepypasta when I was into the fandom💗

HAZBIN HOTEL X BEN DROWNED! READER

prompt: after jumping into a tv to hide from being stabbed by Jeff…you accidentally went into a show called HAZBIN HOTEL……

Your dumbass didn’t even check what was on tv…it was just left on as you are now falling to a city in a shape of a…..pentagram?

Welll shit…you are in a hell cartoon…

Meanwhile with Jeff: “where the fuck is that short tacked bitch…” he said holding his knife tightly as his eyes glanced at the tv. “That bastard!”

MEANWHILE WITH YOU: You pointed to a service pole and started to surge through the electrical wire into some random old tv box. You pressed your hand through the tv screen and came out of it. As you came out of it a gasp was heard to see a bunch of characters…..oh boy…

After basically getting chased around the hotel and interrogated…they let you stay by Charlie’s words as she was excited to have another member to her crew at last. 

Few weeks later, they have gotten use to you. I mean Alastor still keeps an eye on you as you play games and go through electronics around the place.

Angel thinks it’s funny for you to hack Valentino’s page to make his bio say “I have a small dick.”

Vaggie makes you go out on errands until she can find you a decent duty at least. But she appreciates how you help around a lot.

Husk thinks your pretty annoying because of your gen z & gen alpha humor. I headcannon ben and you to basically be a media specialist to learn the lingo around and to understand the generation.

“Hey husk…” “hey kid…” “you’re so not alpha male…” “…the fuck?” “Sooo not slay.” “Get the fuck out my face.” *cue you doing a gremlin ass laugh*

I can see Velvette making fun of you for wearing the link fit😭 she would be confused as if you were a stinky cosplayer kid-

“GOOD HELL?! What are you wearing dear..” the female vee says as you look down to your link outfit. “What’s wrong with it? I think I look ✨f a b u l o u s✨” you said with sass

“You look horrendous. THAT’S what you look like.” Velvette says. You rolled your eyes as she snapped her fingers giving you black converses, tan brown pants, and a green hoodie. She had let you keep your link hat as you actually liked how you looked.

Maybe when you get back to slender’s mansion you can spend his card to buy an outfit like this.

I imagine Charlie or niffty trying to wipe off the blood tears of your eyes thinking you were crying as you stand there like “what is going on-🤨” most definitely the face look like this “:T”

Angel dust brought you a gaming set from a thrift shop as you smiled happily at this and started to play….only to find out it had knock off versions of the games in the human world….impta?! (GTA) PENTACRAFT?! (Minecraft) hellmon?? (Pokémon)

You immediately thrown the gaming set outside and decided to go hack Vox’s system for fun again.

I can imagine reader sending random “if you don’t like this, Lucifer is coming for you.” posts to random sinner to fuck with them.

I can DEFINITELY see Alastor asking you to go mess with Vox’s tech even if he doesn’t like those picture boxes. “Ben/Reader, my fine fellow..I got a favor to ask of you.” After he asked you to go mess with this dude named Vox. You smiled as you transported into your own tv and go to the vee tower.

You hacked into Vox’s system as he spit his coffee out to see “nya cat” on all his computers and devices as you snicker seeing Vox’s face trying to fix it. You laughed showing yourself as your bloody tears roll down your face because of laughing. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” Vox asked angrily

“IM YOU! BUT BETTER! GET HACKED LOSER!” You said before disappearing from his system as Vox claws his desk in anger.

Alastor had a good chuckle when you told him what you did. “I never liked this picture boxes…but you my friend, are true entertainment.” After this your relationship with Alastor grew as he would pay you handsomely with snacks as you go and piss Vox off on any other day.

Valentino and Vox hate your guys to the point they want to kill you while Velvette is just chill with you as she helps you with your outfits and aesthetics.

I imagine since Ben drowned also looks like link, you have long hair like link but sometimes cut it down to bit length to not trip on it.

You give off that “new worker at McDonald’s” vibes as you would just play around instead of helping the residents😭

“Can I have keycard?” “….how about no?”

I imagine you just tapping on and off a lamp post boredly as Valentino keeps going towards it and away from. “On….off…on…off…” you liked to mess with people

You had tapped on sir Pentious’s device once and it exploded…yeah you were pretty much banned from his room and lab. But it was worth it.

You definitely wrestle with husk as husk will just try to claw out your eyes only him to just get pepper sprayed by you.

“AGG MY FUCKIN' EYES!!” “I didn’t know this shit would work on demons..”

Lucifer was definitely intrigued with your appearance as you seemed like a human. But also had a demonic appearance. So he questioned you and you just kept saying “SWAG!” He got tired of it and demanded you as the ruler of hell.

It didn’t work as you just shrug with a “:D” face and transported into a wire. Lucifer was bamboozled as he just stood there like “what just happened”

You showed niffty how to beat any person during a game as you, yourself is a hacker and can beat any game personally.

You looked at the phone that you stole from that flat faced dude as you smirked having an idea as you transported into the phone to try and go find Jeff. And lucky you did as he was sitting on the couch watching wrestling.

“Heyyy buddy.” You said looking through the tv to see Jeff. He scoffed seeing that his favorite program was ruined by your face. Jeff turned off the tv. Your face was like a pikachu shocked face. “THAT BITC-”

[drdrizzey]

Late Halloween drawing!!

The good old Creepypastas from the mid 2017s are what basically got me into drawing and art in general. I quite literally started off just to make fanarts of them and boy, I made so much. I know some of those characters are outdated now but I don't want anyone to feel offended from me drawing them, that's really just a really nostalgic Fanart for me with the classic found family dynamic we loved!! Then later on I really got into those slenderverse ARGs and especially marble hornets and again, I filled sketchbooks just with marble hornets comics and fanarts so thats also something lmao

I had a hard time choosing who to draw here arggh

My inner child heals a bit more every time I draw any Slenderverse and Creepypasta character or even my old Creepypasta ocs

Also I want to add a disclaimer that I do not ship Creepypasta characters with anyone and that to me, they always acted all like siblings to each other! (Saying that because I know some people are really sensitive about ship art in this peculiar fandom and I agree that's a tricky one, but for me they've always just been a big silly family in their spooky manor, having fun)

Here's some dynamics I love and loved picturing them with :

- sally is the cute little sister that nobody can say no to and she KNOWS it, she WILL make everyone play dress up with pink ribbons and no one can do anything about it

- Jeff is a really good big brother to her and really tries his best for that

- Masky is 100% the tired big brother having to care for all of his annoying siblings. Since he's a proxy, Slenderman especially asked him to keep an eye on them and to quote, "give them what they ask for and not letting them break stuff or argue too much" which leads him quite often to having to drive to MacDonalds at 3am, because one of them whined for it. He also pretends he hates it but in reality he really cares about them. Also headcanon, this is some alternative version of Tim/Masky from marble hornets because we'll, obviously this is supposed to be Masky and somehow some people literally dont know where he comes from and just twinkifies him (which is a jumpscare to me because tim is literally amazing, hello?but a lot of people seemed to not know where he came from, well go watch marble hornets if you havent its awesome (i'm looking at yall tma and mouthwashing fans, you WILL love it too)

- my HC for Toby is that the guy has a lot going on but he's also not a kid, i like seeing him in his twenties or so. And he loves ranting about really random stuff just to annoy pretty much anyone and especially Masky because he doesn't complain much, and if he does then Toby will just find it even funnier and follow him around, explaining to him like...I don't know random stuff like describing his whole feed of cat videos or something or internet drama

(also that's not a mischaracterization of them as characters it's just my version of them in the way my little autistic brain in sixth grade pictured them, which means very non canon inaccurate)

Here's the fun reference I used :

[the-s1lly-corner]

Thank you sm 😭 you actually did so good! It felt so nice to see my favorite creepy boy with those head canons 🥹🥹 but yes your writing is absolutely amazing!! I can’t wait to keep seeing everything you write!! And I apologize in advance if I ever get too excited and request too much 🥹

Perhaps creepy boy relationship head canons with a fem!reader who attempts to steal their clothes because they miss them?

- 🩶 Anon

Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, and Hoodie x fem!reader who steals their clothes because she misses them!

went ahead and threw in some other characters that i think would be silly with this request since you didnt specify :3! was gonna add slenderman but im on the fence about whether or not his clothes are a part of his body.. shrugs!! feels weird not doing masky since im doing hoodie too but shrugs again laughing jack included as you state hes your favorite :3 and WAAAAH im glad you enjoyed the previous request!! and no need to apologize; i get it !! sometimes i get excited too with requesting stuff !! ill let you know if youre being too intense (though i gotta admit i love writing creepypasta stuff, had a longish break between august and now where i hardly wrote for it and i missed writing for the fandom loads TToTT)

EYELESS JACK:

honestly for a moment i was going to say his mask but i genuinely think that would be a deal breaker for him since it kind of acts as a comfort and security thing for him. even if hes not wearing the mask around you, dont take it. now his hoodie or one of his shirts... thats a different story.. would rather you ask him, though, but he does find it a little sweet that its because you missed him.. mind you he thinks so lowly of himself that he might even be a little shocked that you *miss him.. might let you keep on his shirts! might have to wash it though and patch up a hole or two but its nothing major.. though i dont think he would let you keep one of his hoodies, he has way less of those than he does shirts and he kind of needs them to keep warm.. also the hood comes in handy.. for things.. will expect you to return his belongings when asked, will not take any excuses since they are his belongings and he cant really waltz into a store and go shopping

LAUGHING JACK:

okay so this one is a little funny since i do personally hc that his clothes are just a part of his body for the sake of the post lets turn a blind eye.. theres so many options for you.. his shirt (sleeves! long and floppy!) or a spare sweater than hes claimed... hmm.. i think regardless of what piece of clothing you've taken from him he would be thrilled that you miss him THAT much! he rarely goes out, in fact i dont think its often that he goes far from where his music box is.. gotta stay in decent range, you know? but the point still stands... you miss him? i think that actually does wonders for his abandonment issues, since it reassures him that you care about him and think of him when hes away. probably scoops you up in his arms and hugs you, likely wrapping his arms around you like a snake. offers to never let you go, and kind of sticks true to that until you need to tend to your bodily needs

HOODIE:

another victim of jacket thief... a moment of silence for this man losing the thing that literally sparked his name.. okay jokes aside i dont think he would care that much, hes probably hoarded other clothing while staying with you; from hoodies to sweaters. so hes not going to sweat it if you briefly snatch something from him so long as you eventually give it back.. might sign some teasing words at you for missing him, might also prompt a session of you two cuddling.. good luck getting up because hes probably not going to let go.. why would he, you missed him! also might make him try to spend more time with you since every now and then he does have decently long periods of just. being gone doing whatever it is that he does.. probably leaves you his main hoodie and wears a different one when he knows hes about to dip for a while..

[alextydaisuda123]

Pepperman PT + MLP Creepypasta [WARNING!: Lots of text] Let's admit honestly that MLP Creepypasta has already become a separate fandom, existing separately from MLP itself, whose stories are one better than the other. I've had an image of Pepperman in the role of "Lil Miss Rarity" in my head for a long time. Why her? Well, explanations in the studio! 👏 1. There is something in common between the characters of both, and both are creative natures and love themselves; 2. Both have cats (this is not a reason, but just a fact); 3. I can imagine Pepperman as the same sado-masochist, but in his "role"; 4. Let's admit that Pepperman can be a "Daddy" too 🌚✨️ 5. Lil Miss Rarity used to be one of my favorite creepypastas (which I only knew a quarter of, it turns out, because the rest of the story was shrouded in darkness for me for many years, and... I just didn't understand the rest of the events when I learned the rest of the story, so for me only a part of it exists and that's enough for me). Well, if I explain the image, then... I took from the original Lil Miss Rarity only scars with scratches and a black eye. As for the brand, sorry, but I removed it, because there is nowhere to put it on Pepperman, but the question is, would he have made it as a "sign of devoted and mutual love of fans and himself", the answer is "yes", damn it!>:) For some reason I wanted to remove his shoes and gloves, exposing his paws and hands, replacing them with something else (I don't know what it is, like... the remains of his shoes and gloves? I have no idea how to explain this😐), like for the sake of convenience and "beauty". As for the doll, I'll go into a little more detail about it, because I slightly changed the events in the story, if Pepperman were like Rarity. I'll start with the fact that the wounds were not left by his kitten Chili (because he, logically, is a kitten, not aggressive and physically cannot scratch him), but by Noise, who ruined his paintings and statues once again. During the fight, Phil got injured and he killed Noise, and in fear and panic, in order to cover his tracks, he made a doll of Noisette because of Noise's connection with her (now Noisette's phrase: "You will always be in my heart" played with irony, lol) and placed his heart there, hid the remains (he does not remember where), and disguised the blood as paint (which he later drew with due to carelessness, but from there came the pleasure of drawing with this, and then a tendency to cruelty). Don't ask what I smoked to come up with this, I just wanted to speculate on this topic, to bring his image to at least some logic. And finally, I made the style of the drawing almost like from the comic about Lil Miss Rarity herself. I thought it was appropriate here. Yes, I didn't color Pepperman himself, he was originally in b/w, but I colored him in digital format, just to show the approximate shades of his palette as a whole. Is this necessary at all? 🤔 No, but if someone was still interested in finding out, here it is. And while I was drawing, I listened to 2 songs dedicated to this creepypasta (and I took the phrase written next to it from the song and replaced the word "mommy" with "daddy". So yes, now we have a cruel, but "loving" daddy😏.

Color version:

[necroromantics]

Once again respectfully begging and pleading and asking the Creepypasta fandom to stop treating Bipolar disorder like its just mood swings PLEAAAAAAASE PLEASE ITS SO FRUSTRATING I understand that theres an insane amount of misinformation about Bipolar Disorder, but the extreme highs/lows (manic/depressive episodes) in Bipolar are periods of time that last weeks or even months. It is NOT going from being happy to super angry at the smallest trigger, that is more associated with BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER (BPD). Which is VERY DIFFERENT from Bipolar Disorder (BD).

If you want to write Toby with volatile emotions and hes super moody and he goes from happy to angry or sad really quick, you can, but please don't call that Bipolar. That isnt at all what Bipolar Disorder is. I see it ALL the time and its gotten to a point where its like Man wtf. Please do research

Bipolar episodes are long periods of extremely high energy/moods (manic), or extremely low energy/moods (depressive). Theres a bit more nuance than that but Ima keep it simple for you guys. But I very very highly recommend actually reading about Bipolar and even the difference between BD and BPD

Also, manic episodes are bipolar exclusive. They are the hallmark feature of the disorder, so if a character has bipolar, they will experience manic episodes, or if they experience manic episodes, they will be bipolar. Borderline PD does NOT have manic episodes, though they might experience periods of euphoria.

Theres a very very big difference between mood swings and Bipolar mood swings. Thank you.

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Ticci-Toby Headcanons: A Very Unstable Yandere (Creepypasta) (Kinda)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! I hope that you all enjoy this chapter here, my muffins!] 

(Disclaimer 1: For The most part Ticci-Toby is no longer considered a part of the creepypasta fandom. The original creator (All credit to them) asked that they, do not want Toby associated with it anymore. This is when he was part of the creepypasta fandom and is not the Ticci toby that he has become. So this is not the creator canon Ticci Toby but an alternate universe Ticci Toby (Kind of like a mult verse of sorts) 

Disclaimer 2: In This Ticci Toby is 30 in this because he was born in 1994 (So in the year 2024) he is 30

Disclaimer 3: Ticci Toby is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons with Ticci Toby From If He was Still part of the Creepypasta Fandom- 

.Ticci Toby is a hyperactive man and very energetic. 

.This carries over to how he is super energetic around you and excited to be around you. 

.He always is full of energy around you and loves to hang out with you. 

.He fell for you right away when he met you, which was when he was on a job for Slenderman. 

.Meeting you was just a chance but he became obsessed with you right away. 

.He is the type of yandere that would be very unstable and would be on the edge of snapping with mass murder or on the edge of snapping and kidnapping you! 

.He has PTSD So does not like cars, and he does not like driving in cars. He would purposely fuck up your car to keep you from driving in it. 

.He is irrational with this but he does not want you to ever be in a car or bus. 

.He lost his sister and he is not willing to lose you so it is very likely that he would kidnap you!'

.He is going to stalk you as well. 

.Making sure that you are safe and sound and that you are taken care of. 

.He does meal prep in your home for you. 

.Helps keep your house clean and taken care of and make sure that your fridge is always filled. 

.It of course would be freaking you out, that someone you do not know is taking care of you?

.Yup he is pretty much a stalker house husband. 

.He has been known to care for some very few people and of course, you are very much the person her cares about and loves the most. 

.So he would want to take care of you. 

.But he takes his bipolar disorder as a yandere to the extreme (fun fact I am I have bipolar disorder and schizophrenia, Borderline personality disorder, OCD, and so on, so I can see how relatable Toby is as a character and I say he takes his bipolar disorder as a yandere in the sense I know how my emotions flip so fast with bipolar and BPD (Borderline personality disorder has faster mood swing changes than a bipolar disorder to be honest Bipolar disorder is more so with mania and lows from high energy to low lows of not even get out of the bed, the more you know!) In which they go from one end to the other. 

.When he is super active and energized he can seem more upbeat and more willing to be patient with you. 

.But when he is having the low mood swings he can be a moody little bitch that is cruel and sadistic. saying very sarcastic things. 

.He can have mood swings that are more similar to borderline personality disorder where they change very rapidly and can switch like a flip of this switch

(again this is from my personal experience with both mental illnesses that rapid mood swings rarely happen with bipolar disorder (though not impossible) but more so the rapid mood swings tend to happen with borderline personality disorder. (Again this is not always the case I am not a doctor and it takes more symptoms than just mood swings to be diagnosed with either of these mental illnesses and some people just be emotional messes with no mental illness at all!) 

.His moods with his darling in particular can go from lovely dovey and sweet to very paranoid and that you are seeing someone else. 

.His schizophrenia (Again I feel this) makes him a very paranoid yandere. 

.Which with you may make him think that you are cheating on him with anyone and everyone! 

.with rivals it makes him think that anyone and everyone could be a rival and makes him really on edge. 

.This would make him stalk you even more! He has to make sure that you are not cheating on him and that no other man, woman, or other people are trying to get into bed with you. 

.Back to his mood swings, they can switch so fast and it makes him very unstable as a yandere. 

.Where he can be laughing with you, but then demanding why you looked at the cashier in the store 5 seconds too long 

.You like him, don't you? You are secretly sleeping with him, aren't you? 

.The mood swings with his schizophrenia make him so unstable! 

.He can go again from lovely dovey and possessive to demanding and controlling. 

.He tries his best to be a good partner to you, but he is not working to change these things, he continues on with how he acts and such. 

.It does work for you as well as a darling because once you notice his patterns with how he reacts you can play with his emotions to manipulate him and calm him down. 

.Of course, if you do not do it right it can backfire and he will say you and messing with him. 

.It is a risky game to be playing with a yandere like him that is for sure. 

.He is very much a troublemaker and a chaos gremlin. 

.He will cause a lot of minor trouble for rivals. Simple things like pranks in their house, but since he is unstable it can get to the point where he slams a hatchet into their brains.  .With rivals he can be chill with them for a good part of time, but of course, he can act out and go on a murdering spree. 

.He is the type of yandere that if he has a bad day and is pushed too much will commit mass murder with ANY AND ALL RIVALS

.He is actually a very protective yandere as well, if you had anyone who hurt you a bully, an abusive family member, anything really. He will kill them and torture them before he puts them out of their misery. 

.He had an abusive father and since you are the person he cares for he does not want anyone to harm you. 

.He would protect you from even slenderman. 

.He would do everything to keep you safe. 

.Once again he was stalking you. He is getting to know everything about you. 

.He would also leave you gifts and presents for you. 

.He wants you to know that he loves and cares for you. 

.He can be a very dotting yandere. 

.He would eventually start to worm his way into your life, since he is 30 years old he actually wants to settle down. 

.So he has been doing his best to be a stalker house husband, but slowly work his way into your life so that he can be in your house with your knowledge. 

.He also is a bit insecure though he is energetic and very open about how interested he is with you, how attractive he thinks you are, and how he compliments you a lot. 

.He has issues with how he looks, and sometimes his tics and such. Even though they are just mainly the popping of joints. 

.With you as his darling he would feel he would have to be up on your level and that he is not good enough for you. 

.He might even lash out that he would never be good enough for you and how it is not fair.

.and last time on the anger and happy mood swing. 

.This does affect how he treats you as well. 

.In which he can be so happy with you, but since the mood swings are so bad a lot can set him off to be angry. 

.Although that anger is rarely directed at you. 

.He is the type of yandere that blames rivals, and your friends, families, roommates, anyone really. 

.So he would for sure at some point kidnap you. 

.May it be for your protection or for you to love him it could be either of those. 

.Now how he would confess to you, remember this is when he wormed his way into your life. 

.He would confess to you over dinner, doing his best to look his best and wear his best clothes. 

.If you accept his love he will be the happiest he has ever been and so excited that he leaps up from the seat to smooch you. (This would be your guy's first kiss) 

.If you turn him down he is shattered and you know he is going to knock you out. 

.He would think one of two no three things. 

.One someone was poisoning your mind against him so he has to seclude you so he can make you understand your feelings. 

.I almost forgot to mention because he is schizophrenic he is a very delusional yandere. 

.Hearing voices and such telling him that you love him and that you needed to be protected at all costs, even from yourself. 

.So yes, once again a very delusional and canoically insane man and that affects how he would be as a yandere. 

.The Second reason he might kidnap you is thinking that you are in love with someone else. 

.So he has to protect you and keep you away from people trying to steal you away or hurt you. 

.And the last one, he is angry, yup one of the few rare times he would be angry at you and he has to teach you to love him. 

.Cause clearly you have had too much freedom and he is going to make sure that you learn to be a good darling for him. 

.Of course, this is if he did not kidnap you before confessing. 

.If he did kidnap you before confessing he would confess to you when you woke up. 

.If you accept his love in that way he will let you have more freedom in the creepypasta mansion 

.He got slenderman to let you stay and slenderman made sure everyone knew not to hurt you. 

.If you turn down his love well you are at stage one, which has you chained to the bed, by an ankle chain where you have limited freedom, can still reach the bathroom and such. But you will have to earn his trust to give you freedom. 

.Also he is going to be doing everything can to make you fall in love with him, and he will most likely make you fall in love with him, where you are basically dependent on him for anything and everything. Good luck! 

.This is what you would be like if he confessed before kidnapping and you rejected him at the dinner. Then he kidnapped you and you have the ankle chain. 

.You will for so long be only able to see him that you will crave his companionship just as much as him. 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs, another chapter is done! This one is (minutes the disclaimer and info on mental illness is over 1,600 words. I hope that you all enjoyed, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[mothmanssweetsucculentass]

Ok here’s my two cents that no one asked for on the current (sort of?) debate going on in the Creepypasta fandom on here rn.

For starters, I grew up with Creepypasta. I also grew up mentally ill. I am also autistic. So I know my way around good and bad mental health rep at this point. And to be honest? A lot of the original stories DID suck balls at representation or just horror writing in general.

However, nowadays I see other people on here, often mentally ill or any other social outcast, taking these characters and reshaping them as their own to fit their own feelings and experiences, and I don’t think anyone has the authority to criticize things like that. Cringe culture is supposed to be dead anyways, nevermind the fact it’s inherently ableist at its core.

We also need to take into account kids still exist in the fandom. Pre teens who got tired of shit like scooby doo and wanted something more “mature” or “edgy” to get into without fully going off the deep end into full blown horror movies. At least that’s how it was for me. Not everyone, especially someone who’s younger, is gonna be comfortable with the grit and gore a lot of Creepypasta “purists” are pushing for these days, and that’s okay! When a fandom gets popular it’s always inevitable and unavoidable to have the popular characters get two dimensionalized.

There’s also the whole mascot horror thing that I don’t wanna get into, but I’m 90% sure that also plays a part in the old favorites like Jeff and slenderman being brought up again. They were and still are recognizable characters. Recognizable characters aren’t a bad thing. Making horror more approachable for younger audiences isn’t a bad thing. People having their own interpretations based out of their own experiences isn’t a bad thing.

Some of us grew up and wanted the more edgy and reality based content, and that’s also not a bad thing! But neither side should be dictating or policing how the other enjoys content in this fandom. If you personally don’t like the way something is written, characterized, depicted, or drawn, no one’s forcing you to look at it. No one’s claiming it as canon. No one’s asking for you to accept it as the end all be all.

At the end of the day this fandom was built on OCs and personal depictions of stuff. I can’t name a single character or story in this community that was created by some outside party like a movie or TV studio FIRST (because I know some got so popular they breached the fandom and got their own shows/movies/comics/etc). Everything here was created by someone who wanted an outlet for their creativity, or their pain, or their coping, or whatever else.

Realism and dark headcanons aren’t bad, and neither are any of the headcanons out there who just wanna make a goofy found family of social rejects as a form of escapism.

A 13 year old drawing a fictional layout of a fictional mansion where these fictional characters live isn’t going to suddenly invalidate the horror, I promise, it’s not that deep and it never was.

A 22 year old making a dark comic on the realistic origins of Jeff who is a fictional character in a fictional world isn’t going to suddenly invalidate the more softhearted side of the fandom.

Sure, there can still be a split if people are so adamant about that, but as someone who personally enjoys both the brutal horror side and the “haha Jeff is 15 and gay” sides equally, y’all need to at least learn to be civil to anyone who has a different headcanon than you. And if that seems like too much still, the block button exists for a reason.

TL:DR this fandom is based entirely off OCs and headcanons and people can do whatever the fuck they want because none of it is real and horror comes in many shapes and sizes and intensities and no one should be bashing anyone on their headcanons or views or rewrites or whatever else.

EDIT:

Actually wait I think I have more to say-

Horror, like any genre, has NO AGE LIMIT. And by that I mean, if someone younger wants to delve into scary stuff, they should be allowed to do so without criticism. I personally grew up on “child friendly” horror media like Scooby-Doo, and the older I got the more horror I wanted to experience.

There’s no right or wrong way to “understand” horror, and I frankly think it’s ignorant and stupid to say if you don’t fully “understand” something, then you shouldn’t be involved in it at all. Horror isn’t always about gore and unspeakable violence and the eldritch entity that wants everyone’s skin inside out. That’s why horror has sub genres for fucks sake. Gut wrenching brutality against innocent people isn’t everyone’s cup of tea and that’s okay!

However, bashing anyone’s tamer headcanons, or calling anything anyone interprets differently than you “stupid”, that’s not okay. God, I feel like an exhausted parent giving this lecture to fellow adults, but this really needs to be said and stressed.

I am an adult. I like when stuff in the fandom takes a dark turn. But for nostalgia’s sake, I also love the fanon so much, because that’s what I was exposed to.

And for fucks sake if it comes down to picking sides, I would rather stick with the part of this fandom that gives zero shits how you see a character as long as you’re having fun.

You can have your serial killer 30 year old Jeff and your canon-accurate-to-that-one-image eyeless Jack, but don’t shit on other people if they don’t want the same thing. Your interpretation isn’t canon, and neither is anyone else’s for that matter.

Realistic, dark, gritty Creepypasta isn’t a new concept, and neither is “adult” Creepypasta. And by the way, Creepypasta was never stated to be for adults. That’s like saying kids and only kids can eat trix cereal. It sounds that stupid on paper.

Let people interpret things the way they wanna interpret. No one is infringing on YOUR character ideas. Creepypasta has no age limit, nor a set way the horror has to be presented. Those who do continue to claim that just sound like pretentious assholes.

Very small side note, I personally think it’s inappropriate and rude to keep using Toby as a “bad example” of mental health rep when the creator has stated multiple times the character is old, not researched, and not even in the fandom anymore. Leave the poor guy alone.

[alexitheslayer02]

Fandoms: Please Read, I will rant a bit, but this is also a thank you to Lies of P and Jttw fans/fandoms. Be patient with me because I do go on a tangent hhh

So far, the fandoms I felt the most comfortable around have been the Lies of P fandom and the Jttw fandoms. I have not felt unwelcome with these fandoms, and that is a first. For context. I have seen Bnha (or Mha, aka. My Hero Academia), Creepypasta, ASOIAF/GoT. [Note: I'm a former member of Quotev, and I was young when I started interacting with fandoms. I was like, eleven to twelve, and not supposed to be on the internet at that time] Now, I know people have to know about some of these fandoms. Some are fairly infamous. My experiences with the ones mentioned above, specifically bnha and creepypasta, have lead me to say things like "I am a fan of the media, but I am NOT part of the fandom", because I never really felt welcome in the fandom, OR, people assumed things about BECAUSE I was in the fandom. For example. Bnha. Now, I hate confrontations. I hate conflict, and I just don't like to get involved in it. And I honestly could not care less what people ship because it's none of my business, that's their business and it's fictional characters. Bnha had the BIGGEST ship war I have ever seen when i got into the fandom. The war of Bakudeku was intense and brutal, to the point where I was like "fuck this shit I'm out". Cause some folks got mad at me for trying to play Switzerland.

Now, Creepypasta. This was my first fandom, and the people I met and interacted with were, thankfully, the chill half of the fandom. The casual enjoyers of the stories. This was during my phase when I was really into horror. I still am in all honesty. I watched horror films a lot. My dad is a big fan of horror. Specifically, my first slasher film was the og A Nightmare on Elm Street. Then my first paranormal film was The Conjuring. So there we go. Now, my problem here was, I was chill. I just found the stories fascinating as an aspiring writer. The characters were interesting to me at the time. My favorite was Candy Pop and BEN Drowned. What happened was people harassed me for being a fan. Cause apparently the fandom is infamous for being, fanatically, unhinged. These strangers, whom I never interacted with, claimed I was a "murder simp" because my account was BEN Drowned themed at that time. I would never simp after a murderer. I know the difference between right and wrong. But apparently, these people were so convinced of my supposed guilt, that they reported me, and I had to create a new account on Quotev, (you can join Q without an email). I never went Creepypasta themed again, because I was scared of getting harassed again, and I almost lost complete contact with my girlfriend (we were only friends back then, again, I was twelve at the time).

In the more recent months. ASOIAF has been frustrating to me. It has amazing fanart. I adore the series. My favorite characters are Robb, Arya, and Jon. I fucking hate so many of the fans though. Specifically how they talk about GRRM when it comes to Winds of Winter, like... I get it. You want to read the book, some of you have been waiting a long ass time. But as an aspiring writer, and someone who tries to be a decent person, it deeply bothers how they treat the man. WRITING IS HARD. The man was depressed because he had friends die back to back and had to rewrite the entire book. And I doubt anyone saying "he'll die before he finishes the series" is helping anything! Patrick Rothfuss' fans are another fanbase I have a grudge against for how they treat the author, and I have not even read Mr. Rothfuss' books. That man is a manic depressive and a perfectionist, yet fans keep shit talking him for not completing his book. WTF people, what is wrong with these so called 'fans'? Shit talking is not gonna make people write faster, in fact, if I was the writer anyway, I would be less inclined to write with those people on my case, I would get depressed! *cough*

Anyway.... I digress. I have problems with ASOIAF fans. SO what was the point of me bringing those other fandoms up? Because Lies of P and Black Myth Wukong fandoms have been so nice and so chill with their own brand of chaos that is honestly beautiful. Literally when it comes to the fanart cause my LORD these two fandoms in particular have some GORGEOUS fanart, I absolutely ADORE these artists! And like, they've been so welcoming as well. While I have not directly interacted with a lot of Lies of P fans, since it was before I officially started blogging, but I met some really nice people in comments. As for jttw, when I started blogging my reading progress with Journey to the West, I had a really fun conversation with someone who read it before. And when I saw a particularly gorgeous piece of fanart (it was for lmk, which I still have yet to watch), and the artist and I had a fun conversation as well about art and the show in question. WHICH, if I can find it, I will watch it with my little brother. I am intrigued because of what the artist said, I also talked to my girlfriend about it, and she said it was good. So don't worry lmk fandom, I'm gonna be on it soon. But yes. The Lies of P, and Jttw fandoms (including Lmk and Black Myth: Wukong, cause it all sort of merged into a beautiful amalgamation XD) have been real nice to me as far as first impressions go, and it is such a huge relief to me. This is one of the few times I can say I actually feel part of the fandom instead of a "fucking tourist" (as the Dragon Age devs would call me -_-)

Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you to these wonderful, chaotic people ^^ Some honorable mentions to certain people I talked to. (@un-dermask by the way is the artist in question. I highly recommend checking them out, they have some beautiful artwork for lmk, as well as an interesting au for the undertale fans)

(@weaverworks is the kind soul whom I spoke to while blogging my Journey to West progress. DON'T WORRY, I will continue to read it. I just have some work to get done. Though I don't guarantee I will blog it as much as I did yesterday. We'll see.)

[rainrot4me]

I have never made an ask or whatever this is called to anyone before, but I just had to send one to you. (I blame the voices in my head. I had this idea of writing something to you inside my head for the whole day, and I'm writing this right before going to sleep.)

I quite literally adore your Creepypasta works. You're seriously one of the top writers I follow here on Tumblr. There's just something captivating in the way you write the characters. I feel they truly come to life in your writing. I can literally picture each and every scenario in my head so clearly, it's crazy. I especially like how well you can describe the backgrounds, the sensations happening, and the world around the characters, it really brings the whole story together. Your world building is seriously really good. I also love how you make them more "canon". It just makes so much sense to write them in a less flattering way and show that they're damaged murderers and very complex and such, and not write them in a way where they immediately change into this sweet, non-murderous guy once they meet y/n, and everything is all sunshine and rainbows. (No hate to people who write them like that, it is sometimes my guilty pleasure to read fics like that as well lol.)

You seriously make the best types of fanfics of all, "porn with plot". Truly the elite way of writing.

You inspire me to start writing here to be honest. (Even though realistic I couldn't, cuz I can't focus on writing everything that goes on in my head without me thinking it's not good enough, cuz I can't capture each and every detail perfectly. But that's my problem lol.)

Every time I get a notification that you've posted something I get so excited to see what masterpiece you've come up with now.

But, since this is still an ask, all I ask of you is that you write more Creepypasta fanfics, mostly about the guys, cuz that's my preference personally, but I ain't obviously gonna stop you from writing about our murderer gals. And keep up the good work. Plus, please remember to take breaks and be fully rested before writing anything.

:}

Thank you so so so so so so so so much for your incredibly WONDERFUL message! It truly made my day to read your thoughts and feedback. Knowing that my Creepypasta works resonate with you and that you can vividly picture the scenarios I describe is incredibly rewarding and heartwarming 🤍🤍🤍🤍. I put a lot of effort into bringing the characters and their complex natures to life, so it's wonderful to hear that it comes through in my writing and brings such a comfort to others as well.

Your encouragement about my world-building and character development means a lot, especially since you appreciate the more canon approach I take with these idiot murderers. I so so love reading porn with plot so i want to reflect that in my own writing- it just makes it feel so much more meaningful and interesting imo!

I'm genuinely touched that I inspire you to consider writing yourself. Remember, this is a stupid fandom with stupid characters who just love what they’re doing, so don’t think that you have to portray them a certain way or write them exactly how others think they should be: make them your own, give them your own personal flare, and don’t be afraid to make them all lovey dovey if that’s what you really want. You’ll find people who appreciate you!

I'll definitely keep your request in mind and aim to write more of the boys fanfics. Your support and excitement mean the world to me, and I'll make sure to take breaks and stay rested so I can continue creating content you love. But make sure you all do as well! I can’t imagine what Id be doing without all of your love and abundant support, so thank each and every one of you for pushing me this far 🤍 Thanks again for reaching out and for your wonderful message! LOVE YOU ALL!!! 😊

[1987vampire]

spoiled dog. | Masky

Fandom: Creepypasta / Marble Hornets Word Count: 3.8k Warnings: PET PLAY, puppyspace!reader x owner!Tim, transmale!reader (fem body/masc names), cockwarming (in mouth), degradation and praise kink, face slapping, spanking, collar and ears, heavily submissive reader. A/N: Still in the poly!proxies universe. They will never be seperate. Extra:

The space under Tim and Brian’s desk was more comfortable than it should be. This was not fair. Of course, you were going to be here at any given opportunity. After all, they had made the space so nice for you – even if you had torn it apart and put it back together the right way when given the chance. The pillows and blankets that lined the roomy bottom of the desk made it to where you didn’t ache as you laid at their feet, listening to them tap away at the computer for hours at a time while you lounged, waiting for their attention to come again.

Why did they have to have so much paperwork? It just wasn’t fair. That’s what you were thinking as you curled under the desk again, head tucked close to Masky’s foot. The man had been fronting for the past two days in a surprising but happily accepted turn of events. Tim had just been tired, too tired to not accept the offer to sit in the back of the headspace for a while and rest instead of reining control. Masky had been tapping away at the keyboard for at least seven thousand hours now, it felt like. Truly, it had been maybe three, but you were needy, and he had only given like three head pats.

You itched at the ears placed neatly on your head - like you could really feel them - before you shuffled around. Masky’s typing didn’t stop as you rearranged yourself, circling around a few times the best you could before plopping back down with a huff, turning to stare up at his legs. They were parted just slightly, you could just-

You lifted yourself up, folding your legs underneath you before you just plopped your face down at his knees, the space just big enough that he was cradling your face with his thighs unintentionally. You let out a low sigh of content at the feeling only to be interrupted as you realized he had done it – he had stopped typing.

You glanced up, no doubt looking pathetic as you made eye contact. Masky gave a neutral look, eyes narrowing just slightly before his hand dropped down from the desk and to your head. You closed your eyes again, leaning into him as he ran his hand through your hair carefully, nails scratching deliciously against your skin. This was nice.

His hand dropped slowly, moving to the back of your neck, fingering at the leather of your collar. “You’re a good, little puppy aren’t you,” he finally spoke. Your eyes flew open, looking up at him with a dopey smile. Of course, you were good. You were always good for them. “They’ve got you trained so well,” he drawled out. You shuffled, rocking from side to side just slightly, excitement flooding your body. “Good dog.”

You let out a little whine at that, pushing into him more forcefully, staring up at him with doe eyes, wanting more and more attention. He chuckled lowly, tugging at the collar a few times teasingly. “Wanna play, puppy? You’re looking awfully needy down there.”

You nodded excitedly, the words already going straight to your cunt, face flushed at the thought of what he would do. Masky wasn’t known for being soft, after all.

He seemed to think for a moment, giving you a few more pets before he paused, another laugh passing his lips. “How about this,” he spoke, palming at the growing bulge in his sweatpants, your gaze locked on his movements. “How about you use your little mouth to keep my cock warm and ready for you while I finish these documents, and if you can hold out for that long, I’ll think about fucking your slutty pussy.”

Oh, what a dream he could be. You nodded, eyes still locked on his lap, ready for him to tug down the tops of his pants, ready to have something. His movements weren’t rushed in the slightest, each tug of his pants emphasized with the languid pace. You were practically drooling with excitement when his cock finally sprung free, hard and thick and beautiful at the moment. He pumped his cock with one hand, teasingly showing off what was so close yet so far. You whined lowly, bouncing in place slightly, anticipation climbing higher and higher.

Your patience was paid off for in the end as Tim gripped your chin with his other hand. “Open,” he mused, thumb pressing against the plump of your bottom lip. Your lips parted so easily, eagerness showing in abundance with every move you made. He made a pleased noise, fisting his cock once more before he tapped it against your tongue a few times.

You made a noise of impatience, trying to follow him with your mouth, but he was having fun. He finally - finally - laid himself on your tongue. His hand fisted the back of your hair firm enough to hold you in place but not hurt. He sighed lowly as he pulled you forward, letting him fill your mouth until you couldn’t fit anymore before stopping. You shuddered harshly, you could feel him pulsing in your mouth, and you could also feel how wet your underwear was getting at the action.

You let out a low sigh as the two of you settled down. You were doing good, so, so good for him, you knew you were. He made the prettiest sighs as he typed into a few more documents. After you heard him click out of a tab, he rewarded you with a shallow thrust of his hips, sure to make you whine every time. There was so much spit pooling, though. You must have looked absolutely depraved, face stuffed with cock, drool slipping past your lips and gathering down his thighs, hips grinding into the air, no friction found but desperately wanted.

You waited, and you waited so patiently, your breathing picking up even restricted as it was. You shuffled in place a few times, but you kept him seated perfectly inside your mouth, your tongue instinctively pressing against the small ridges of his cock, against the vein that ran along the underside, laving at the slit. This was heaven.

It felt like an eternity before he was done, waiting endlessly, patiently, and then –

Click.

A shallow thrust into your mouth, a soft groan falling from his lips, and then a hand in your hair again, softly pulling you away. You couldn’t help the cry that escaped you at the movement, leaning forward as he pulled away and out. His hand pressed against your forehead, stopping you from moving any farther as you tried to crawl forward. You huffed, letting him tilt your head back so you were looking at him.

“You were such a good boy, sitting so pretty for me,” he cooed, moving to caress your cheek instead. You sighed heavily, leaning into his touch, his warmth. He was oh-so warm. “You really gonna fuck it up by getting greedy now? They have you so, so spoiled don’t they, puppy?”

You whined lowly again, dropping your head as you shuffled in place. You were good, you swore, you just wanted to please him, but… You whined again, sad.

“Oh, baby.” He tutted softly, reprimanding. “You’re not in trouble.” You perked up at that, glancing up at him through your eyelashes. “Dirty little whores like you can’t it? Can you, puppy? So cock-drunk and desperate already. I bet if I got you out of those panties, you’d be dripping all over the floor, wouldn’t you? Such a messy little boy.”

The sounds you let out were downright pornographic, head filling with only thoughts of him. You moved around until your foot was below your ass, trying to angle your body in a way where you could get some sort of friction without using your hands, but it was in vain. Nothing was helping, and you were sure that even if you did manage to catch it right, it wouldn’t be enough. You needed him more desperately than ever.

“Pathetic,” he drawled out. “Such a whiny bitch. You think your foot is enough to get yourself off? Think you can satisfy yourself like that?”

You shook your head, crying out a loud ‘no’ as you did so.

Before you could even register it, Tim had smacked you across the face. It wasn’t hard, definitely not as harsh as he had done before, but it still shocked you enough into stilling, a defeated look crossing your face. You were a bad dog.

“Last I checked,” Masky spoke, moving to gently rub the cheek he had just hit. “Dogs don’t speak. Do they?”

You shook your head again, closing your mouth to prove a point.

“Good boy.” As a reward, he pet your head a moment longer before pulling away. This time, you sat still, ready, hands in front of you on the ground, steadying your dizziness. “Now, come on, you still deserve your reward.” He took a few steps back and paused once he realized I hadn’t moved. “Do you not?”

You moved. Slowly, one knee and one hand at a time. Crawling always felt so humiliating, no matter how much you did it, but the fire inside you was not diminishing anytime soon, so you would crawl and beg if needed if it meant that you would finally be satisfied.

Masky sat at the edge of the bed before he began to shed clothes, t-shirt and sweats tossed to the floor without a care. Then, he settled down, legs spread, hands pressed to the bed behind him, head tilted just enough as he watched you make your way towards him. Once you finally reached him, you took your spot between his legs, kneeling.

You wouldn’t even lie, your gaze was fully trained on his cock, mouth watering again at the thought of finishing him off, the thought of cum filling your mouth, the neediest whines he made as he came. For as much as he made fun of your noises, he had the filthiest sounds mixed with his words.

Masky whistled, long and attention-grabbing, a chuckle passing his lips after. “Want a taste? You weren’t satisfied with having my cock in your mouth for almost an hour?” He tutted softly. “Greedy little whore.”

You looked up at him, wide eyes barely blinking. What did he want you to do? What did he need you to do? Just one command, and you would do anything for him. It took everything in you to stay still, especially as he caressed your face, hand slipping down to pull at the ring on your collar.

“Undress.”

The word was stated so forcefully that you didn’t think twice before your hands were at the hem of your shirt, and you were pulling it off, throwing it somewhere to mix with his clothes. Your underwear was a harder feat, getting it down your legs and off without standing was a talent you had slowly picked up, and soon, they were gone, too, and you were back to waiting. Always waiting.

Masky took his cock in hand, a smug smirk on his face as you put all of your focus into watching him, your eyes following the movement of his hand as he jerked off in front of you, teasing you with what you wanted so desperately. You whimpered, pawing at the ground, leaning forward.

“Want a taste that bad?”

You nodded frantically, scooting forward enough to be in reach of it.

“Open up. Show me that you want it.”

You complied, tongue lolling out as you opened wide, practically shaking from excitement. He patted his thigh, a signal to go ahead, and you took no breaks, diving forward and taking as much of him as you could in one go. He moaned, the sound deep and rumbling in his chest as he tried to muffle it. You moaned around him in response, internally grinning as his mouth dropped open, releasing the sounds he tried to keep in. He let out a heavy sigh before pulling at your hair again. You let him control your movements, forcing your head up and down, your hands moving to grip his thighs, nails digging into the flesh.

You were pulled off of him much too soon for your liking, the hand in your hair suddenly yanking back and pulling you off. You panted loudly, trying to catch your breath, confusion clouding your mind. He must have been able to read your face, the disappointment evident, because he smoothed over the spot in your hair he had yanked.

“You’re not in trouble, puppy. You’re doing so good. I just want to cum inside that slutty pussy instead of your throat. If you kept going,” he trailed off, scratching the base of your skull.

You leaned into his touch, sighing blissfully before you recognized what he had said. If you kept going.

You leapt forward again, wrapping your mouth around him before he could catch on. Masky made a noise of surprise followed by a groan and then, he was yanking you back again, watching as you almost toppled over. You re-steadied yourself, making noises to try and communicate without speaking. What happened?

Masky reached forward, grabbing you by the waist, and throwing you onto the bed behind him. You landed on your stomach, head reeling as it tried to catch up with his movements, but then, his hands were on your hips, and you were positioned until your face was pressed into the pillows while your ass was high in the hair. A sharp smack was landed on your ass followed by another on the other cheek.

“Greedy, filthy fucking slut,” Masky grumbled. “It’s never enough for you, is it? Always wanting more. Is that what you want? More.” You whined pathetically, wiggling your hips in hopes that it would entice him to finally give you what you want. “I was right about one thing, though. You’re absolutely dripping.”

To prove his point, he pressed forward, and you cried out as you felt his tongue press to the inside of your thigh and lick all the way up to your cunt, dipping into your entrance teasingly before pulling away. You wanted to cry. You were shaking so bad, so pent-up and needy, and he was still playing with you.

Masky let out a small ‘fuck’ and then, you felt him press back in, cool air fanning over your most sensitive parts as he moaned and sighed as you felt his tongue against your clit, and you were in heaven. You had no idea how the man knew how to use his mouth so well, but you found yourself fisting the sheets and biting down on a pillow in an attempt to quiet yourself, each flick of his tongue sending heat traveling through your body to the tips of your fingertips. You were burning, practically on fire.

One of your hands clenched around the sheet a few times before you let go and smacked the sheets a few times instead, head thrown to the side so you could breathe properly. “Cum. Please, may I cum, sir?”

Masky pulled away to talk only for you to wail as he replaced himself with two fingers plunging deep inside of you. You shuddered, a few tears falling as you clenched around him, trying to wait for permission, trying to be a good boy. “Well, you have been so patient.” He paused, shuffling for a moment behind you until you could feel his breath fanning over you again as his fingers kept a relentless place. “Cum for me, puppy.” Then his lips were wrapped around your clit, and the tips of his fingers hit that special spot so well, and you were crying out as you came, back arching uncomfortably, and body shaking in pleasure. Oh, this was worth it, but then, his movements didn’t stop.

His tongue slowed to languidly massage your clit, digits practically locked on your g-spot with every plunge they took, and they didn’t stop. Even as you made a noise of discomfort. Even as you tried to pull your hips away. Even as the tears picked up again as the pain took on a form of pleasure all over again. Even as you came another time and the cycle repeated. He had his hand on his cock, working himself slowly, keeping himself at bay as he practically destroyed you. The only noises he made to acknowledge you and what you were doing were the soft moans and groans he breathed into your skin.

He finally pulled away after the fourth orgasm, after you were a shaking and sobbing mess, slumped into the bedsheets and barely able to keep yourself up. If it wasn’t for Masky’s hand wrapped around your thigh possessively, you wouldn’t be lifted at all. He took his time after you came, like he was cleaning the mess he made, slow, long licks to your overstimulated body that made you jump and whimper every time.

“What, pretty boy,” Masky breathed out as he leaned over you. You could feel his cock press against your ass, and even in the mess of a state you were, you managed to roll your hips against him, sighing at the thought of him finally inside of you. “Are you not as spoiled as I thought? You look pretty spent already, puppy. Do those boys not know how to use their mouths like I do?” Then, his mouth was pressed gently against your neck, and he angled his hips and guided himself with his hand until you felt the head of cock press against your entrance.

He stilled and pressed his free hand to the small of your back before dragging it down and smacking it hard enough to have you jolt. “Such a good dog,” he praised, and then, his hips snapped against yours, and you were wailing all over again. He didn’t give you time to settle or get used to the stretch, but with the amount you had already cum, you were slick, your body betraying you and letting him slide right in.

“Ple-ee-ease,” you sobbed out, throwing an arm back to press against his chest.

His reaction was almost instant, everything too much, too fast for you to process at the moment. One moment you were face down in the mattress, and the next, he had wrapped your arm behind you back and stuffed his fingers in your mouth with the free hand, three digits pressed to the top of your tongue to hold it down. “Don’t make me regret my compliment, puppy,” Masky huffed, thrusts not slowing in the slightest, each rock sending pleasure through your body. “Good dogs don’t talk, they bark.” He let go of your arm, reached around, and you let out a garbled noise as he managed to find your clit, immediately gripping his forearm tight enough to leave marks. “So bark.”

He took his hand, damp with your spit, out from your mouth and smacked your thigh before grabbing at the collar’s ring. When you didn’t make the noise he wanted, he was quick to pull harshly on your collar, sucking the breath from your system for a moment.

“Be a good dog and obey.”

And you did. You barked like the dog he wanted, and you barked as he changed his pace until it was practically merciless, and then you were practically howling as you came for the fifth time, panting heavily crying again, and it was pure bliss. Even as your eyes rolled back, and you felt your front hit the bed as Masky let go of you. He was quick to follow, letting out a delicious moan followed by a few panting breaths. You could barely register it, eyes closed and body slumped, sparks and heat coursing through you in strong waves that made you feel disoriented.

Still, you found yourself crying out for a final time as he pulled out. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to make a noise as he lazily circled your clit, using his other hand to push the cum that tried falling out back in. He let out a content sigh before pressing a kiss to your probably bruised ass.

You only managed to make yourself move when you felt him fully move away from you, suddenly cold and needy. You blearily opened your eyes, pushing yourself up on weak arms to try and follow him. He was quick to press a hand to your back, pushing you back down softly. “I’ll be back, baby. I’m gonna grab some stuff to take care of you. I’ll be just a minute.” He pulled one of the softer blankets over your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your temple as you settled back down. “Be a good dog and wait here for me, okay?” He left at that, picking up a pair of sweats and closing the door behind him.

You waited with bated breath, curled up underneath the blanket, tired eyes trained on the door, waiting all over again for him to come back. A few times, your eyelids tried to betray you and force you to finally rest, but you were a good boy, and you would wait.

When he finally came back in, clutching a few things to his bare chest, you were barely awake, but you were quick to try and get up again. Masky huffed out a laugh as he set everything on the bedside table. He climbed up and sat next to you, folding his legs under him to keep room.

“Come on, puppy,” he cooed, “let’s get you on your stomach.”

You sighed but followed his movements as needed, rewarded with a few embarrassingly nice pets on the stomach, the calloused hands nice against smooth-ish skin. He helped you lean up to drink some water before tending to the mess of your face and thighs. “Such a good boy,” he praised as he cleaned. “Always so good for me – needy and spoiled, but so, so good.”

Your stomach filled with warmth at the words, your body practically melting into the bed. The feeling was only amplified as he began to massage lotion into your skin on the areas he had bruised, his fingers delicately soothing cream into the chafed part of your neck under your collar and the bruising on your ass. He was always so much harsher than either he or you remembered. He noticed you dozing off after a few moments as he kneaded the fat of your thighs affectionately. “Oh, tired puppy.” Your eyes fluttered at his voice, but he tutted softly, running his knuckles across your cheek. “Get some rest, puppy. I’ll be here.” He moved to get back to his desk, but you were the fast one this time, throwing your arm forward with the last of his strength to grab his. You let out a long, drawn-out whine.

He replied with a quiet, huffing laugh. “Alright, I can probably spare a few minutes,” he spoke as he climbed back in, and you were passed out before you could even wrap around him properly.

“Good dog,” Masky whispered, pressing one more kiss to your forehead before settling down, too.

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

omg…HIHIHIHI HELLOOOOOO‼️

ENDISBDID I JUST LOVE YOUR WRITING SM I NEED TO REQUEST SOMETHING AASJSJDJ

anywho, CAN. Can can can caaaaan you write a one shot about where the reader is a young well known killer, she wears a mask to hide her (or their. Any pronouns you’re comfortable with!) identity from the people BUT she gets to go school without the mask so they’re safe! :D

AND THEN (idk but something something happened at school that caused the reader to kill someone out of pure rage.(anger issues RAH)then they run away from school and into the woods and all that stuff) Masky or any other Creepypasta sees the reader and recognizes them by the mask and convinces them to join them AND ALL OF THAT

OH and their killing method is capturing the victim who has done bad shit in their life(like bullies, bad parents and these type of people) record them in tapes, then torturing them to admit the horrible shit they done, then send the tape to the relatives of the victim for them to know AAAAAAAAAAND scene.

:3

I WILL BE KNOWN AS 🐰 TO YOU and be a regular :D

Take your time with this and take care!!

Smooch

-🐰

Omg this is totally giving early 2010's creepypasta fandom/pos

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Masky discovering a new creep

Being a world famous killer blows. First world problems, amirite? Anyways, it really does stink. Having such an occupation is filled with endless controversies, people debating over what your doing is right or wrong. You also don't get much sleep, so school is 10x harder. You know that what you're doing is for the greater good. What you do is so others can live peaceful lives, not for your own selfish desires. But it's not like you can explain that, lest you be arrested and charged with murder.

And so, you put up with the tiredness, sores and cuts you get from your little "hobby". This being said, your temper tends to be quite short when it comes to people messing with you. While you rest your head on your desk to try and get some sleep you hear your name, as well as some insulting words and laughs from the girls in the desks behind you. If you actually zeroed in on their conversation, you can tell that they are talking about how greasy your hair looks and how beat up you always are, this being said they are making fun of you for what they assume is abuse at your home.

It is true that you haven't showered in a while, you just hadn't had the time or willpower to. But to make fun of someone for potentially getting abused? That had you all sorts of ticked off. You try to bury your head further into your desk to try and ignore them, but it seems that they only get louder and meaner with their insults. When your anger builds up to a point of no return, you lift your head and turn to face them. "I'm not getting abused, ok? And even if I was, what kind of right do you think you have to make fun of someone for that?! It's obvious your mommy and daddy don't love you, but if you think you can take that out on me, you are dead wrong because baby, I am not the one."

Your yelling has caused most of the class to look at you, and the girls are silent for a moment before laughing amongst themselves again, calling you weird and saying that they must have been right if you were getting so defensive about it. Their words swirl in your head and it gets to a point you can't take anymore. "Shut up." you say "Shut up shut up shut up!" You get out of your desk and push one of the girls out of her chair, climbing on top of her and beating her senseless. The other girls are now calling you crazy, trying to pry you off of their friend but it's no use. Your teacher is calling up the principal but when she sees your hands being coated with blood and the girls face getting bashed more and more into her skull, she instead calls the police.

By the time you have come back to your senses, blood is splattered all over the classroom, all over your clothes, and the girl is nonresponsive. You gasp and stand up, covering your mouth in utter disbelief at what you had done. Without even looking at your scared classmates and teacher, you run out of the classroom, knowing that if you want any chance of escape, you have to go now. You run past multiple teachers who don't even know what's going on, they only try to stop you for running in the halls. You don't listen and keep on running until eventually you realize that you are in the woods. You're a ways away from your city, and you can hear sirens blaring in the distance. No doubt they're looking for you.

The adrenaline has worn off, and you're tired. You are stumbling through the woods blindly. Your legs give out and you fall to the leaf covered floor, catching your breath and letting your sore legs rest. After a while, you hear footsteps approaching you. You curse under your breath and try to get up to run some more, fearing a cop might have found you. Your legs don't work, and the footsteps catch up to you. You are lifted off the ground by the collar of your shirt and met with the face of an older man, eyeing you up and down with a hatchet slung over his shoulder. "Yeesh kid. What happened to you?" He asks, putting you back down on the floor and awaiting your response. You are too scared to answer, only looking up at him worriedly.

He raises a brow and looks at your hands. "Is that blood...?" he asks, leaning down and looking at your hands. "Hey, you're that kid everyone in the city over is looking for!" he finally concludes. This has your heart beating out of your chest. "I heard what you did....I think you better come with me. There's someone I think you'll wanna talk too." He says, picking you up again and half carrying you. "Don't worry, we aren't going to the cops" He says with a chuckle, as if the idea is absurd. It is after this that you begin to feel dizzy, only to pass out again.

[multifandomhellhole]

Hey I saw you added resident evil!! Out of curiosity I wanted to know how you feel about ships? Specifically:

-aeon

-cleon

-leshley

-serennedy

Sorry if this is weird but seeing that the fandom is kind of... hostile at times I just want to know what you're comfortable with and where you stand before I ask anything!

Hi hi!! No worries I understand haha. I've technically been a part of resident evil for a minute ( I mean I do like creepypasta and at the time internet horror crossed over into horror in general much more frequently so thats how I got exposed lmao) I just never felt the urge to add it or write for it till recently. Also just a heads up I don't do character x character regardless if I like the ship or not ✨ this is strictly x Dom reader

Also hi this is my first real post in almost two years how's it going guys lmao.

-aeon: not a fan. Originally I was open minded but the fans of this ship have been disgusting. In general and in my personal interactions so it killed the ship for me. See the appeal of the tragic one day love at times but one time situationship is not my thing. It's overrated and kind of icky in a different manner to so I rate it 20/100

-cleon also not really my thing. Once again I see the appeal just not into it myself. Fans were more welcoming though so I can enjoy it better. (Still some instigators but not nearly as many). Ultimately I'm indifferent and just like the community lmao. 60/100

-i decided to throw chreon into the mix just cause I know that one exists. Not a whole lot of interaction between the two for me to form an opinion but I can see how it came about. There is an old man yaoi quality to it that is like fine wine. An acquired taste but pretty good. Has a certain level of bitterness that tops it off. 65-70/100

-leshley. My favorite ship so far regarding Leon. Very cute. Very wholesome. Can dip into angst or problematic and what's a ship without controversy. The shippers are sweethearts for the most part. Don't see a lot of them actually but I do know the general view of leshley is not positive for stupid reasons. Love my two pookies 98/100

-serennedy. I see the appeal. Very funny dynamic and a lot of angst. Kind of generic and predictable ngl so not super intrigued by it. Plenty of good artists though and once again the fans are pretty sweet. A little much at times and a few pushy peeps but not too bad. Personally I like ada and Luis more but honestly both good. 75/100

you didn't mention this one but I'd also like to say I love metaltango. It's just a tad above leshley cause who doesn't like enemies to enemies. Plus the artists always cook with something holy and profoundly poetic in ship art. Even the name metaltango solos sorry 100/100

Also for ships I'm not sure exist with Leon I'm putting them down here. I have yet to see a maria x Leon fanbase begin after death Island with her basically sitting on his face, but I rate maria x Leon 100/100 as well. I'd love to see someone create food for it since there was some tension in that fight.

is hunnigan and Leon a ship?? I haven't seen content for that but I assume there's a few fics on ao3. Im personally not a fan of the concept but ultimately I don't have anything bad to say either so 27/100. Need to know more and interact a bit more to give an accurate rating

[dappersautismcreature]

i am mad at this tiktok trend of video essay recommendations, and not just because i have a very very intense special interest in video essays and youtube commentary. -___- guyssss, a video essay does not have to be scary or unsettling to be a GOOD video essay. all of yalls reccs are like, 20-something minute videos about "gadagoobies left toe: a creepypasta turned real" and tbh thats like, a sphere of video 'essay'. imma say it, and imma be a lil time-elitist here, but 20 minutes is a video, not a video essay. if youve chosen a topic, and said topic cannot fill more than like half an hour, consider me unimpressed in either your research skills or topic choice. not to mention, again, horror internet video essays are like fuckin, 1/10th of the video essays out there. show me breadtube video essays, movie video essays, whatever the hell Jenny Nicholson is doing, Ro Ramdin, Contrapoints??

do yall want me to show you my spreadsheet O___O ill show u my fuckin spreadsheet, theres so much more out there besides your half furry sprites talking about internet horror from 2011 for 23 minutes.

my reccs? literally anything by Ladyknightthebrave. she has very very in depth and emotional video essays about media, including a big focus on holocaust media as she is Jewish. her Jojo Rabbit/The Book Thief video makes me cry EVERY time, and i cry like ten times a year. ough, she has a video about Cowboy Bebop that focuses SO MUCH on the music! A video essay about a bad holocaust movie where she literally interviews holocaust expertsss! Her video on MASH made me go watch the whole thing, same with Stargate. and gods, her video about Fleabag blew me away. just pleeease go check ANY of her videos out.

Jenny Nicholson. you want random? she's got it. she has a video where she reviews every single Land of Time movie, and theres a LOT of those. She deep dives into the brony fandom. etc etc. i know she's popular but still, theres a reason for that.

Contrapoints. absolutely gorgeous video making about politics, self, etc. and she's queer as hell, amazing. I just can't describe the depth she puts into her videos.

FDSignifier. a huge part of breadtube (or leftist youtube) who makes a lottt of excellent video essays on black masculinity. Big, full videos, with a good perspective to see if you are a white viewer.

CJ the X just has a ton of excellent video essays as well. They are very intellectual.

Ro Ramdin, my gods, most of her videos are not what i would call video essays, but she tows the line. Emotional, funny, to the point, amazingly shot, and compassionate to the bone.

i probably have more but here's my point, branch out, dont put non-horror video essays down. we get it, you watch gore on liveleak and draw ur edgy fursona with scars all over them. (was that harsh? sorry, just uhhh please consider perspective and the culture of creepypasta/horror online being a cesspool of self harm via forcing ones self to watch upsetting things)

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hello how are you :3? I was wondering if you could write E.J., Hoodie, and Masky with a s/o that has a lot of scars? (Toby too but platonic for him) I’m not sure how many people we can request so if it’s too many just Hoodie? I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and thank you!

Various!Creepypastas w/ a scarred!reader

waaaah im so sorry for not seeing this sooner! i didnt recieve a notification for this ask!! really theres no limit to how many characters you can send in! i think my personal max varies from prompt to prompt!! mix of how they approach the concept of a scarred lover (friend in tobys case) with some hints of fluff! cause of scars will be vague as admittedly i didnt know if you meant general scars or SH! side note i hope this posts right! im writing this on my computer, im used to mobile!! + apologies for any weird wording or typos, im listening to music and im getting hyped!! not proof read we die like my spiderverse brainrot

Includes: Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Masky and Platonic!Toby!

CWs: touch and go talk of potential past trauma, body image issues, vague mentions of SH(?) in EJs part + Toby's parts

admittedly admin doesnt know if its technically SH due to the nature and motiv but personally id still count it as such and tag it as such

Eyeless Jack;

he gets it, he really does. the basic run down of my hc/take on ej is that he wasnt always some flesh eating monster; just some dude who got caught up in some bad stuff

so naturally, he doesnt... really vibe well with the concept of eating human flesh, which can lead to a few... instances. from intentionally to accidentally harming himself while hes lost in his instincts

so hes no stranger to being a little roughed up around the edges

but hes a stranger to comforting; he'll likely approach it from a logical side before trying anything else. "you've been hurt," before going on a small tangent about the formation of scars. hes not the most... emotionally... good... available... person

so youre going to need to lay out the general basis for what you need for basic comfort, on days where your scars become an issue; be is needing comfort or a distraction. it may take him a while, but hell eventually start to pick up on cues and hints as your relationship develops

otherwise hes very neutral about them, again approaching them with a blunt view; seeing it as neither good nor bad. he doesnt draw attention to them, but he doesnt act like theyre gross

really just. vibing with it, doesnt make a huge deal of it since he feels he doesnt have any place to judge, nor does he feel its his business to pry for information

solid 6/10 imo, hell comfort you if you express that you need it but hell likely not go out of his way to do it

Hoodie;

Soft touches, he almost does it before he has your permission to touch you

naturally he has his own fair share of scars from various.. activities

really im still all jumbled up with how i wanna write him and masky; not sure if i want to make them like how they are in their MH source or lean into the proxy thing that was prominent in the early days of the fandom... lowkey leaning into the proxy thing for this post because im more... versed..? in that, but anyhow

hes more upfront and compassionate than eyeless jack, in fact hes probably the most caring out of the four in todays post... maybe thats because i read one (1) fic years back that changed my entire approach to his character but! yeah

subconsciously trails his hands on them when the two of you are holding one another; something gentle and intimate, not too obnoxious to make you self conscious, but not careful enough to go unnoticed

i view hoodie, and by extension brian if i end up considering him and tim fully seperate from their 'proxy' parts, as a very tactile person

true to the popular fanon interpretation, hoodie doesnt speak much. but that only makes him a better listener, so on days where things get hard, hell let you talk his ears off with anything thats bothering you. very rarely, hell speak up and offer some words of advice, most times hell inch closer to grasp you. though it does get awkward since most the time hes just. blankly staring at you silently without emoting or saying a word

overall? personally hes a 7/10 for me, i would rank him higher if he were more verbal, but thats just because admin has an easier time venting if its a two way convo; but overall hell make sure that your scars dont effect your worth

Masky;

very similarly to hoodie, masky also has his own set of scars for the same reasons

he probably starts pointing out his own scars to you and mumbles about where they came from if he knows their origins

this doesnt mean "oh hes invalidating your experiences and hes trying to make it about himself," but more so "hes showing that he really does get it and he doesnt mean to talk over you"

much like EJ he approaches scars with a very blunt and upfront mindset, but to a lesser extent. he admits that whatever led up to the tissue forming, it hurt. emotionally and physically, and hes not going to deny that simple fact. hell listen to you, have a conversation with you about it, and try to help you through whatever you may be currently going through regardless of if youre injury is relevant.

or at least, thats what hes trying to do.

hes still has his own personal issues regarding going about his own problems in a healthy manner but hey thats something for another post; maybe, if i remember

honestly this post doesnt have enough fluff imo, and i can kinda see masky doing this, but imagine he boops his mask against your scars in a mockery of a kiss (doesnt take off his mask often, in fact youll probably never ever see him without it on), i can see jack doing this too tbh

thoughts? 8/10, gets the bonus points for being less awkward to rant to imo, plus i think asides ej, i think i have a bias for masky for the simple fact i had the fattest crush on him when i was in middle school

Toby;

okay! this one is going to be interesting for one main reason! i actually havent touched tobys character in YEARS! so hes probably going to have the shorter list... obligatory i havent built any solid hcs for him past what was going on in the fandom in the 2010s, before toby briefly became a mild discomfort... but we're back in business baby!! (^^ dont feel bad for requesting for toby btw! hes no longer a discomfort, and if i didnt want to write for him i wouldnt be including him right here!!)

obviously we cant talk about his part without talking about his cheek. and other, similar hcs. while i dont think most of the self inflicted marks on his body were from a place of.. for lack of better words, darkness; it doesnt change the fact he still has them. i think a lot of them are from the fact he cant feel anything; accidental burns, gnawing through his cheek, digging his fingers deep into himself. really i could go into detail, but due to the aforementioned fact that my take on him isnt as developed as other characters + i really dont think its appropriate for this post (or really, anywhere on this account,), ill stop there

while he cant relate to the physical pain of what caused your scars, he can sympathize through your feelings. do you feel sorrow, or anger to whoever hurt you? hell be getting worked up right with you, because to him youre one of his closest friends

i feel like he doesnt talk much about his past, regarding his family. but hed tell you, and you can sure as hell bet that hell do his absolute damndest to grant you the same feeling of security.

hell probably touch and prod without truly meaning any harm, but thats because he can have problems with boundaries, but hell listen if you sit him down and tell him it makes you uncomfortable if it does

more so emotional than outwardly... supportive? idk the words, but hes very empathetic with you and tries to relate to you through emotion rather than feeling what you felt. honestly? kinda based for that, but maybe thats because i dont see feelings about this topic being touched on, usually its straight up about how the scar makes the person look or the physical trauma they had gone through, but idk, maybe thats just a me thing

he can be an asshole at times but hell usually backtrack and cool off somewhere else if you call him out on it imo

not sure if its because as im LITERALLY investigating his characteristics and interpretations as we speak, but i think im starting to relate to him so ER-OH!

anyways, i wish i could make his segment more... in tune with the characters above but its probably going to take me a while until im comfortable with how i portray this dude, which sucks because as a kid he was probably one of my favorites

i dont think im going to give toby a rating like the others; since i dont think i can accurate rate him due to the lack of proper concrete ideas outside of him being empathetic to your emotional pain since he cant relate on how much it hurt

im gonna end this here since im starting to sound like a broken record on tobys part so!

i hope you enjoyed this! characterization may be a little off but i blame that mostly on the fact that i kinda fell out of the loop in regards for writing for these guys (that damn spider movie! the brainrot threw me off my creepypasta grind!/j) but its good to be back writing for this fandom! it was a fun little brain exercise trying to figure out each character goes about this kind of thing without making them all the same!! with that being said, im going to go listen to an audio reading of tobys story so i can regrounded in his character and hopefully do him some justice in the future!

[go-away-pls-now]

Y'all is the creepypasta fandome still around???

Like

@creepypastafandom

Where y'all at I want to go down the rabbit hole and look at fanart and read fanfic again

Feeling nostalgic 😶🦦