#creepypasta thanksgiving x reader

[scary-lasagna]

Thankskilling: The Arrival

[Part II]

"Splendor!" [Y/N] smiled in greeting, and received the obligatory hug from their tall friend as Sally crawled into Slender's arms. "How has everything been? I haven't seen you for the past few days."

"Oh, it's been off and on, I suppose." He shrugged with a casual flutter of his eyelashes, "Things have been stressful this time of year," He couldn't help but to glance at Slender as he said that, knowing his sunken cheeks are telling their own details.

"Stressful is an understatement." Slender sighed, "I'm up to my shoulders in paperwork, I can't even cook for the feast tonight because I'm trying to finish everything by tonight's deadline." His tired arms were forced to place Sally down, who drowned out the adult conversation and headed toward the bustling proxies shuffling around the dining room.

"Why is the table being set so early?" She questioned aloud, hoping at least one person would hear her.

When no one else answered, Clock sighed and caved, glancing over toward the tiny brunette ghostly girl, "Well, considering Slender has 8 arms to work with, and we all only have two, we have to work twice as hard and fast to make sure everything's ready for tonight."

"Why?"

"Because we're having Thanksgiving dinner tonight, Sal."

"Why?"

Clock shot a warning glare toward the child, "Because it's tradition."

"Why?"

"Someone better get this kid before I dropkick it."

"Becauuuseee," Toby swooped Sally up into his free hip, the other one carrying a box of delicate plates, "It's just what we do around here, and it's a good excuse to eat all the food you want even if you're allergic!" He giggled, settling on a wink.

"Do NOT eat ANY peanuts, Toby." Masky huffed, and shouldered the kitchen door, to where multiple creeps had a respective spot in the kitchen.

Some were teaming up on a dish, and others put their own individual skills to use. Jane was making her famous southern seasoned mashed potatoes, and Helen was letting Puppeteer help while he made teriyaki noodles. It wasn't an amazingly traditional Thanksgiving bowl, but the proxies had to make sure there was a little something for everyone to enjoy. Toby didn't particularly like turkey, but would eat ham like his life depended on it. And Laughing Jack didn't like either!

After this, Helen would attempt to help Eyeless Jack with the human-flavored plates, if Jack was comfortable enough with it. Ever since the idea crossed his mind, Helen couldn't stop thinking about the endless possibilities of dressing up human organs like dessert.

Yes, human sculptures and bloody paintings are his main mediums, but he would love to explore the opportunities with gore food.

Eyeless Jack was simply spectating from the corner as he properly skinned fat off a small intestine. It's much more time-consuming than one would think. Jack didn't mind just eating everything raw and fresh from the body, but since Seed would be dining at the table, Jack wanted it to feel special for his companion.

Speaking of Seed, the creature of unknown origin, was spending wasted time lazing on the couch. Was he supposed to be outside? Yes.

While everyone else is bustling around, no one was paying attention to the creature drooling all over the leather couch cushions. He was “allowed” to doze off, to have just a few hours to himself.

Nothing would go wrong, right?

[ozzgin]

Here's a complete list of all my horror works to date.

Alien & Predator

Predator x Predator! Reader Headcanons

Predator x Predator! Reader Headcanons (II)

Predator x Predator! Reader Headcanons (III)

Predator x Predator! Reader Headcanons (IV)

Predator Headcanons: Predator! Reader in Tournament

Yandere! Androids Walter & David x Reader x Neomorph

Asks: Do Xenomorphs pass the Harkness Test?

Doodles: 5 Xenomorphs 1 Reader Meme

Creepypasta

Yandere! Creepypasta x Reader (Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, Offenderman)

Creepypasta x Tall! Male Reader (Ben Drowned)

Yandere! Creepypasta x Eldritch! Reader (Ben Drowned)

Yandere! Creepypasta x Chav! Reader (Ticci-Toby, Eyeless Jack, Ben Drowned)

Yandere! Creepypasta x Reader (Ticci-Toby, Eyeless Jack)

Yandere! Creepypasta x Haunting! Reader (Eyeless Jack)

Yandere! Creepypasta x Reader (Jane the Killer)

Misc: Ben Drowned Fanart

Horror Movies & Games

Yandere! Valak x Reader

Pyramid Head x Reader

Yandere! Edward Scissorhands x Reader🎃

Yandere! Hannibal Lecter x Reader (Thanksgiving Special!)

Yandere! Devil x Reader [The First Omen]

Monsters

Complete list here

[1-800-hellraiser]

Hey Brother (Creepypasta x Reader)

Requested by: no one

Pages: 2.2

Words: 735

Genre: Pretty fluff ngl

Associated song: Hey Brother - Avicii

(A/n: Happy (late) Thanksgiving! If you don't celebrate Thanksgiving, then have a good day!)

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"Oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you, there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do."

     Thanksgiving in the mansion is always an...interesting experience. For example, one year, Jeff wouldn't stop picking on BEN, so BEN flung a spoonful of mashed potatoes at Jeff. They kept going until an all out food war was going on. Obviously, you participated. You were ducking behind flipped tables and chucking assorted veggies at whoever crossed your path (mostly Jeff). Needless to say, BEN and Jeff had to clean the mess. From that, they have a silent agreement to never do that again, no matter how fun it was to do. 

        You smile, that memory is one of the best ones you have. You dry your hands and begin to wash potatoes. Everyone chips in and does something to prepare for the Thanksgiving feast. Everything from simply setting the table, to making dishes, everyone has a role to play. Your role this year is to make the mashed potatoes. First, you wash and peel the potatoes. Then, you cut them into big chunks. You put them in already boiling water for twelve to thirteen minutes. Drain the potatoes then add them to a nonstick pan, bake at three hundred degrees Fahrenheit (One hundred seventy six degrees Celsius) for twenty five minutes. 

        After putting the potatoes in the oven, you decide to help set the table. Slender's brothers are coming with some of their pastas and proxies as well, so you, Jeff, Sally, and BEN have a lot of room to cover. The table that is set up is basically a huge square. So Jeff jas the front, BEN and Sally have the sides, and hou have the back. 

     You each receive a piece of paper Slender gave to you that shows where each of you have to put the name cards. As you're putting down the name tags, there are a few people you recognize, such as Splendorman, Kate the Chaser, and X-Virus. But, there are a few who you never heard of, such as, Hobo Heart, Suicide Sadie, and Nathan the Nobody.

      Whoever these people were, you're excited and kinda nervous to meet them. You wonder if they've heard of you, after all, you are the newest edition to the entire pasta/proxy family. And honestly, theres no other family you'd rather be in. 

      After that sappy thought, you realized that you ran out of name cards to place, you look around the table, and see that BEN, Jeff, and Sally are done as well. You all group and report back to Slender to give him the papers, since you have no use for them anymore.

     You are told by Slender to do one last thing, set the table. You do as you're told and take a few sets of plates and go around the table. Then, you take the forks, spoons and the knives, and go around the table. Lastly, you take the napkins, then go around the table. After that was done, you relax on the couch for a bit with Sally to watch the Thanksgiving day parade.

    A few minutes later, you hear a knock on the door, and Slender opens the door. A lot of people and four tall figures walk in. Some people run to hug others, and some stay and talk amongst their group. You get up and decide to introduce yourself to Slenders brothers. 

    You're a bit nervous at first, you stand next to Slender, until one of the brothers notices you. "Are they the newest recruit?" The one with glasses asks. "Oh yes! Y/n joined us mere months ago." The brothers nod and start introducing themselfs. 

     "Hi! Im Slpendor man! I've heard great things about you!" You shyly shake his hand, the other one comes to greet you. "Hello, I'm Trenderman, I say you have a very good sense of stule darling!" You thank him and shake his hand. 

    Some time passes before you all sit down to eat. Everyone was chatting and laughing, there's no place you'd rather be.

[scary-lasagna]

So I’ve been having a rough weekend and I’m in dire need of something sweet or humorous

Do you think you could share a few soft shenanigans? If you need a prompt, stuff like jokes, pranks, games, and things that bring these people together like a truly dysfunctional family

- Inferno 🔥 anon

Thankskilling: The Arrival

[Part I]

That time of year wrapped its arms around the manor in a sweet embrace of chilly mornings and frosty windows. The trees circling the manor decorated themselves with an ombre of the warmest colors of autumn, creeping onto the walkways of Slender Manor.

Sally hopped from leaf to leaf, right beside her guardian, Splendor who was taking in the crisp air and clear morning sky. It would be nice if the weather stayed like this all day, and the manor didn't erupt with chaos after 8am.

But, that will only be a dream for Sally's favorite polka dot-dressed being. Today was Thanksgiving, an American holiday with a crude backstory, but it was a good excuse to rally everyone together to choke down some turkey and ham and call it a day.

Although, as nerving as last year was, the day didn’t end completely in shambles to everyone’s surprise. Rake didn’t eat anything (or anyone) the they weren’t supposed to. And the unlikely guest didn’t cause too much drama besides stealing the head seat of the evening. And, with extreme amounts of surprise, nothing caught on fire!

Splendor can only hope things to as as smoothly as it did last year, because it definitely broke some records with how peaceful everything seemed.

“I can smell ham from all the way out here.” Sally tugged on Splendors long and clawed fingers, toward the stone walkway of the manor, “Slender must be starting early this year.”

“He’s busy with many things recently, Sally, I'm not sure he’ll even be eating with us tonight, darling.”

“Of course he’ll eat! He has to!” Sally was determined to mine her point into the smiling man's brain, who only smiled and nodded in agreement like he always did.

Despite his small white lie of nodding along with Sally, he couldn't help but feel as if something would be off this year. There was a new addition to the manor, one that Zalgo had taken interest in a while ago, and he wasn't sure if the guest from last year would take lightly to being uninvited.

He could only hope for the best as he walked in through those freshly polished and finished mahogany doors, and laying eyes upon the new arrival talking to a very stressed Slender.

"Oh! Slender, [Y/N], how do you do?"