#masky your brain is big

[statuetochka]

human ram💗

[the-s1lly-corner]

Sharing the bed with various CRP characters 1/2

Same song and dance as the cuddling post! If theres any characters you want to see, let me know! If theres also any specific scenarios you want to see dont hesitate to drop them, love doing these kinds of posts

Characters: Slenderman, Splendorman, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Masky, Hoodie, Jeff, Puppeteer

Notes: Reader is GN, can be seen as romantic or platonic

CWs: mentions of blood but it's nothing huge, better safe than sorry though

Slenderman

He hardly ever crawls into bed with you, on nights where he is with you he tends to linger in the corner- or if you insist, he will take a seat on the foot of your bed if you feel the first was.. creepy.. not that this solution is any better- he is never going to lay down, thus, with a broken heart I have to give him the first rating of 1/10, with his only saving grace that he will protect you should anything happen

Splendorman

Unlike his fellow slenderbeing, Splendor is more than willing to crawl into bed and try to lay with you! It's a bit of a tight fit, though, even with him manipulating his body as small as it can get... it can get a little uncomfortable, unfortunately. And spirit can only make someone so comfortable.. 3/10

Eyeless Jack

I personally headcanon that hes on the shorter side- 5'5 to 5'7, so thankfully space isnt an issue! He runs cold, so if the nights are hot hes a good option for a cuddle buddy! But how is he in his sleep? He sleeps like a rock- he doesnt move or shift around all that much so you're unlikely to be disturbed! He.. does snore, though, or at least that's what it loosely is. Its more like gurgling due to any of his gripping goo getting into his throat- not a good noise.. will wake up coughing and spluttering.. 5/10, a pretty average sleeping experience

Laughing Jack

He doesnt need to sleep and he can only pretend sleep for so long before he gets antsy- it takes him a while to understand that you need your sleep and how much you need. He doesnt mind staying in bed and cuddling with you to pass the time- hes very large, warm, and comfy so it's not a terrible set up! Sometimes pretends sleep, complete with a fake snore. A little big for the bed at I feet tall, and sometimes snatches the blanket to fully sell the "fake sleep" thing as well as rag dolling on you 6/10

Masky

He doesnt sleep around you, it's just a little quirk of his that he doesnt let his guard down at all- he doesnt exactly distrust you but its.. complicated. Hesitant when you offer to let him crawl into bed with you, he's rather fond of the little perch hes made in the corner of your room, but you cannot deny that he looks like a sleep paralysis demon to your fuzzy sleepy brain. Still as a corpse in bed, WILL yank the blanket back if you steal it in your sleep 7/10 not very disruptive otherwise

Hoodie

Will crawl into bed with you and get up close to you, loves pulling you close to him during the night. Falls asleep after you do, though he probably watches you in your sleep... smells like wet leaves and mulch 7.5/10, he let's you take his hoodie sometimes or even just crawl into it with him. Does not give a shit if it gets stretched out he can always get another one. Sleeps between you and the door to the bedroom

Jeff

Heavy sleeper and he snores loud, so good luck with that. Probably also a blanket thief. Bounces between staying up all night or falling asleep the second he hits the bed- really it depends on what hes been up to... at least he usually has the manners to take his bloodstained hoodie off before crawling into your bed.. probably kicks in his sleep.. 4/10

Puppeteer

Very hard and very cold, and I don't think he would need to sleep but can if he desires. Wants to be the one cuddled, just make sure to bundle up with some extra blankets so you can stay warm! Doesnt snore but you can hear his joints creak with each movement- you know, puppet stuff.. 5/10, not terrible but not spectacular

[lordprettyflackotara]

blue || masky

SMUT MINORS DNI 18+. tw: this is really depressing angsty smut / this is the au/theorywhere masky isn’t a split personality but instead an alter ego tim created to cope with his new homicidal tendencies as a proxy

Masky stared at the outside of your house, the yellow illumination from your bedroom window signaling to him you were awake. As usual, you were always a night owl.

It had been four months since he had mysteriously disappeared. Tim Wright along with Brian Thomas both vanished into thin air exactly four months ago. Neither of the two had been seen since, the trail detectives followed leading to a dead end. Since then Masky couldn’t bring himself to recall the horrors he had been through. His brain had been fried to practical mush, his humanity and grasp of reality slipping away more and more each day. But even through it all, he couldn’t forget you. You were his first love, his one true love in this lifetime. Despite The Operator’s attempts to make him forget you and protest to him seeing you, Masky still made it to your back door.

He had been stalking you from a far in his spare time, reading your diary and making sure you were taken care of. He knew you kept a spare key in the plant by your back door, hoping he’d come to you. He dug in the shallow dirt, locating the key. He’d come back for you, one last time.

Masky had tried to live his life in black and white since becoming a proxy, but it still had the faintest tint of blue everytime he thought of you. He was only human after all. He unlocked your back door, slipping inside of your quiet house with ease. Your cat, Bee, rubbed against his leg, purring in delight. The white cat adored him, her satisfaction ensuing from his mere presence. Masky petted her gently, before chuckling as she brushed her long tail against his gloved hand. “Where’s my princess Bee? Take me to her,” He whispered. Sure, Masky could’ve made an educated guess, your television upstairs still playing whatever show you were binge watching. You usually did that, fall asleep while staying up late. Masky usually would tuck you in afterwards, making sure the ac was lowered and the tv was turned off. He wondered if he’d be able to do the same now, Bee’s collar jingling as she climbed upstairs.

Masky followed behind her, taking a deep breath as she pranced into your room. “Hi Bebe, come here,” You greeted. Masky took this as his cue to round the corner, taking off his mask. Your eyes widened, your body unable to move fast enough to scramble to get out of bed. You ran to your lover, throwing your arms around him in pure bliss. You soaked in his forest like scent, holding him close to you. “Tim, you’re back,” You cried, tears of joy forming in your eyes. Masky reluctantly hugged you back, patting your hair with one hand while the other held you close. “Hey there princess,” Masky greeted, the sweet nostalgic nick name sounding like pure honey. You nuzzled your face into his chest, afraid to loosen your grip. “I knew you’d come back to me,” You say. You weren’t able to hide the smile that danced across your lips. You looked up, your eyes brighter than Masky had seen them in months. “I’m not here to stay, i’m here to say goodbye,” He informed you. Your smile fell, as did your face. Your eyebrows furrowed, causing you to take a step back. “Goodbye? What happened to you? Are you out of your mind?” You asked, your voice cracking.

Masky took your hand guiding you over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the mattress and began spilling his guts. He told you everything he could remember, most of his memory unreliable and spotty. He told you about Brian becoming Hoodie, The Operator, what his life been like the past four months. He watched your face shift from disbelief to pure horror. Tears had pricked in the corners of your eyes, your big eyes welling up uncontrollably. You tried to keep the hysterics inside, keeping a straight face as Masky told you everything. At first you hoped he was joking, that this was some sort of sick joke he was playing on you. The sorrow that laced each word told you that he was far from joking. His face had hardened drastically upon closer inspection, faint scars revealed through the illumination of your television on his neck. As he finished you both sat in silence, Bee rubbing against his leg. "Oh Tim...." You whispered. You threw your arms around him, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. Masky returned your hug, flashes of the gruesome murders he had committed flashing though his mind. "Tim died a long time ago princess, i'm what remains. My name is Masky," He whispered back. Unlike Hoodie who had developed a split personality, Tim created an alter homicidal ego to deflect the things he had done onto.

Timothy Wright died on the basement floor somewhere in the mansion, the ancient concrete bricks the last thing he had saw. The last thought he had though? Was of you. Your sweet smile, your laughter. He held you for a moment, listening to you softly cry into his jacket. He wondered if he should have even came. Maybe you would've been better off wondering what happened to him for the rest of your life. The ignorance would have been bliss. You pulled away slowly, your glassy eyes meeting his. "And there's no way out?" You asked softly. Masky shook his head, cupping your face with his hand. "I love you princess. I always have," He confessed. Your eyes flickered back and forth, searching for the Tim you once knew. The life had drained from Masky's face, all that remained being a moving body lacking a soul. You brought your lips to his, the salty tears trailing down your cheeks. "This is the last time i'm seeing you right?" You breathed, your lips not wanting to stray from his. Masky glanced down at your plump lips, before gazing into your doe eyes. "That's right," He murmured. You tilted your head to the side, licking your lips' "Give me something to remember you, something that I can miss the rest of my life," You pleaded.

The dark emotions placed a weight on your chest, the kind that one only feels when starting the grieving process. You weren't ready to grieve with the fact your lover was gone, even if he sat before you. Masky brought his lips back to yours, roughly kissing you. He guided you to lay back onto the mattress, his touch familiar but different. He was a bit rougher and more assertive. And more.... desperate? He shrugged his jacket off, tossing it aside. You wrapped your legs around his waist to bring him closer, before sliding your tongue on his bottom lip. He granted you access, the two of you quickly becoming intertwined underneath the comforter. The netflix show was forgotten, Masky shoving off his gloves. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs, before pulling at the hem of your oversized night shirt. He looked down, noticing it was an old Green Day shirt of his. A pang of hurt shot at his heart, the proxy shaking his head as he tossed it on your bedroom floor. He placed kisses on your neck, trailing down to your breast. You bucked your hips upwards, desperate to feel him closer. He kissed your breast, your nipples hardening from the cool night air.

You tried to focus on how good Masky made you feel, attempting to ward off the thoughts of sadness. He brought one of your nipples to his mouth, sucking harshly at the bud. You gasped at the sensation, his warm tongue swirling around the nipple. You grabbed a handful of his hair, groaning. "I fucking missed you," You groaned, his eager hands pulling down your pajama pants and panties in one swoop. He used his index and middle finger to toy with your other nipple, causing your back to arch off of the bed. He ran two fingers up your drenched slick, relishing in the feeling of your wet folds. The ones he had dreamt of feeling one more time. "I missed you too princess," He panted, releasing your nipple with a bop. You whimpered as he brought his fingers to your entrance, your walls clenching around him. "You've been a good girl, saving yourself for me?" Masky asked, his voice hoarse. You nodded frantically, asking to move your hips to make him go deeper. "I knew you'd come back for me. I haven't even touched myself," You confessed, your face flushing red. He shoved his fingers in deeper, curling them upwards. "That's my girl, so loyal and good for me," Masky huffed. Your gummy walls clung to his digits, his fingers curling upwards and going faster and faster.

You couldn't process the man fingering you wasn't the man you once knew. That the one with his fingers buried in your pussy wasn't the same one who used to play with your hair until you fell asleep. Your brain couldn't accept that he was gone and replaced with a homicidal carbon copy. You tried to focus on the pleasure, forcing yourself to pretend this was just another night. That Tim, the man you knew, was coming back and this wouldn't be the last time you saw what was left of him. You whined as his fingers abused your g spot, curses falling off of your lips involuntarily. Masky enjoyed the sight of ruining you, your face scrunched up in pleasure that only he could provide you. Maybe he was incredibly selfish, allowing his possessiveness result in you only able to love him and no one else. He felt your walls squeeze him tighter, your first orgasm on the rise. "Taking my fingers so well princess, why dont you go ahead and cum for me?" Masky asked. You wanted to moan Tim's name, tears flooding your waterline once you realized you couldn't. Masky couldn't fall off of your tongue, that couldn't be the way you remembered the man you were in love with. You swallowed as you cried out, your vision temporarily white as you released on his fingers.

Masky slowly pulled them out of you, sucking your juices off of his fingers. "I've missed the way you taste," He breathed, fiddling with his jeans. Through the dim lighting of the television you could make out scars all over his body, from his shoulders, hands, to chest. His undershirt covered most of his chest, but you could still see the scars peeking out over the material. He tapped the head of his cock against your folds, causing you to squirm. "So cute and desperate," Masky mumbled, pushing himself inside of you. The stretch was sudden and intense, having not touched yourself since he left. Masky grabbed your legs, bringing them over his shoulders as he bottomed out inside of you. He was so impossibly deep, pressing his forehead against yours as his cock brushed against your g spot. "This is how I wanna remember you," You whispered. Masky's chocolate eyes met yours, a chuckle escaping his throat. "With my cock buried inside of you?" He asked. You nodded, meeting his assertive gaze. "The way you make love to me makes me feel infinite and I want to remember that for the rest of my time on this Earth," You said breathlessly. Masky didn't take your confession lightly, his heart aching at the notion of leaving you. He grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours as he began to move his hips. You tilted your head back, moaning as he fucked you.

There was something so desperate about his movements, as if they were made so deliberately. As if he were trying to make them as pleasurable as possible to give you something to remember him by. As if your entire relationship wasn't enough. It suddenly felt like a blur of the past, the savory memories you had not enough. Masky began to pick up the pace, fucking you with as much passion as he could muster. “You feel so fuckin tight, shit,” Masky groaned, abusing your cunt as he pleased. You dug your nails into his back, trying to hang on as he fucked you mercilessly. It felt like it wasn’t enough, your body hooked on the feeling he was providing you. All thoughts of grief had been pushed aside, your legs trembling as he fucked you into the mattress. “Fucking shit, Tim-” You cried out. The proxy wanted to correct you, to remind you that version of him was long gone. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it, instead placing his hand over your mouth to silence you. The breathing restriction only made you milk his cock harder, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you came. Masky wasn’t far behind you, his hips stuttering as he came inside of you.

You were both intertwined panting messes, Masky slowly pulling himself off of you. He began to redress himself, your small hand grabbing his arm. “Dont leave, not yet,” You whined. Masky looked down at you, cum dripping out of your cunt and face flushed. Yet your eyes were still centered on him, as if he were the center of your universe. “You know I can’t stay,” Masky whispered. You tried to ignore the pain in your chest, swallowing. “I know that. Just pretend to stay, just until I fall asleep,” You pleaded. Masky finished pulling up his pants, crawling back into bed beside you. You nuzzled up against his chest, soaking in his warmth. He began to stroke your hair, trying to do it the way he used to. You appreciated the effort, but you felt the difference. His touch was much rougher now, unintentionally. A single tear slid down your face as he wrapped you in his arms.

“It’s easier this way, pretending you’ll be here when I wake up.”

“I know.”

“I love you, I always will.”

“I love you too princess, I’ll never forget you.”

[raythekiller]

i am so obsessed with the way you write the characters cause it seems so perfect ??

my mind is always in the gutter so i wanna ask what kind of kinks you think (pastas of ur choice+ej if u can) have :]

🗒 ❛ Kinks Headcanons ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie

#Notes: I've tapped a bit into some kinks in the nsfw headcanons posts, but here's a more in-depth look at it. warning for some dub-con stuff

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

DOMINATION

He wants to feel completely in control as he's fucking your brains out. Having you at his mercy, ready to be used how he pleases is a major turn on.

BREATH PLAY

Kinda part of his domination kink, as it helps him feel in control. Having total say in how much you're able to breathe of all things just does it for him.

KNIFE PLAY/BLOOD KINK

Pretty obvious. He wants to cut you up, carve his name on your thigh, lick the blood off your wounds, etc etc.

HUMILIATION

Jeff doesn't do praise. Will call you the most horrible names he can think of while thrusting into you, telling you how much of a whore you are for enjoying it.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

VOYEURISM

He's a little pervert. Wants to secretly watch you through your computer screen while you pleasure yourself, jerking himself off to the sight of you.

FOOT FETISH

I'm so sorry to say this, but the truth can't be denied. He fantasizes about you stroking his cock with your feet on a daily basis.

CBT

Another one that I hate to say, but it's true. Wants you to step on his dick while wearing heels.

HUMILIATION

Receiving. He knows he's a disgusting pervert and wants you to say that to him, telling him how gross he is while stroking him.

EDGING

Again, receiving. Deny him as many times as you want - he's gonna be crying, begging you to just let him cum already, and he's gonna love every second of it.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

PRAISE KINK

He gets enough humiliation from others in a daily basis. He wants to be told he's loved and doing a good job for once. If you call him a good boy, he's gonna be coming in seconds.

DIRTY TALKING

May not even be considered a kink, but he gets super hard from it. Just whisper sweet nothings in his ear, telling him the things you wanna do to him if you wanna get him all hot and bothered.

(LIGHT) BONDAGE

Giving or receiving. Just loves being or having you completely at his mercy, unable to do anything. Normally uses his own shirts instead of fancy handcuffs or ropes.

PEGGING/FACE SITTING

Here's for my fellow afab's. Loves it when you use his face as your own personal chair or peg him from behind, pulling at his hair. Speaking of:

HAIR PULLING

Receiving. Especially if he's eating you out and you grab at it to make him take you in deeper.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

BREEDING

Loves loves loves coming deep inside of you, seeing it drip out of your hole after, having you completely full of him.

MARKING

Will cover you in claw marks and love bites so people know who you belong to.

OVERSTIMULATION

He wants you shaking and crying underneath him until you can't take it anymore.

HELPLESSNESS

Adores knowing that you're so small and powerless beneath him, unable do defend yourself. Not like he plans on intentionally hurting you, but still.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

DOMINATION

Said it before, but he's a massive dom. Wants to order you around and have you be completely submissive to him.

GAGGING

Adores the sounds you make, but even more so knowing that he's big enough to have you choke on his cock. It feeds into his ego.

HUMILIATION/PRAISE

Similar to Jeff, loves calling you names, but will lace in some compliments and encouragements. ("Taking my cock so well, doll,")

SPANKING

Adores having you writhing beneath him as he's smacking your ass with his belt as well as the little sounds you make.

BEGGING

Wants to hear you pleading for him to even touch you. If you want any pleasure from him at all, you're gonna have to work hard for it.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

CORRUPTION

I have a specific post for this here. Basically, to sumn it up, he wants to make you do dirty things you wouldn't normally do. Even better if he's the first person you have sex with.

MIRROR SEX

He'll fuck you from behind and pull your hair to make you look at the mirror so you can see him pounding into you.

PRAISE

Giving. Will tell you how you're doing such a good job, taking his cock so well.

FILMING

If you're okay with it, he'll want to record you little sessions so he can jack off watching it later when you're away.

BONDAGE

Unlike Toby, he actually has some handcuffs and fancy ropes for it. Loves seeing you all tied up like a little gift for him.

[jadeddangel]

Creepypast & Marble Hornets headcannons:

Jeff the Killer:

100% sneaks into your house/ room just to wake you up randomly to spook you

If he ever took you on a date it would 100% be to the cheapest cinema in town cause my man's is broke

Your the breadwinner, you can make $2 a month and still be the breadwinner

He buys axe body spray and sags his jeans like a middle school boy and you can't convince me otherwise

Opened a nesquick Powdered milk tub with a table saw cause he couldn't get him open

Doesn't know how to undo child proof locks on meds no matter how many times you explain it to him

"No Jeff your not listening. Press down and then turn it," your voice scolded

"I'm trying! Damn you woman!!" Jeff yelled back

Yea, he never opened the jar right

Masky:

It started with you and Tim dating and then when you met masky you trying getting to know him

He ignores you at first, more focused on doing his job then dealing with his other half's lover

He's smart, he'll pick locks open jars and complete puzzles in no time flat

He doesn't make money but Tim does so indirectly he's the breadwinner

He'll start hanging out with you after getting tired of sleeping on the downstairs couch

He's not nice, like at all, he's very blunt and when it comes to any type of criticism, constructive or not, he's pointing out every miniscule flaw

Don't bother lying to him, he can see right through it and it pisses him off

It doesn't matter your gender or your sex. He's turning around when you change any form of your clothes. He's big on privacy

"Masky? C'mon masky, it's just a sweater you don't have to turn. I'm wearing a shirt underneath, " you sighed, pulling your sweater off

Masky shook his head. "I don't care sometimes you don't wear a shirt under them, and i don't wanna see your nipples," masky spoke bluntly

Yeaaaa, if you can't tell your sex life is totally (not) amazing with man

Tim:

As I said before Tim has a job, he Linda needs it to pay for his smoking habits

Speaking of smoking, he hates when you do any kind of drugs, he doesn't want you to end up like he did

He's surprising clingy behind closed doors and really likes being your little spoon

He constantly takes showers and cleans your shared home, even if no one except for you, him and masky will see it.

He has this bad habit of just buying whatever he craves, so when he goes to the store, expect the bill to be rather high

As I said before he's clingy behind closed doors but when it comes to pda the most he'll do is lock your pinkies together

"Tim, pleaseeeee I just wanna hold your hand! Just five minutes, and if you don't like it, you don't have to keep holding my hand. " You tried to bargain

Tim sighed "fine fine but you're giving me your box of cigarettes. Don't think I didn't smell them on you"

He has a sharp nose, so there's no point in trying to hide things from him

Hoodie:

Hoodie was beyond confused when he first met you, he had a whole "who what when where why?" Moment

You and brain both pay for everything so there's not really a breadwinner

Hoodie is rather quiet, it's not because he's awkward or shy, he just has nothing to say

Hoodie Hates coffee, he's more of a tea or energy drink guy

I hate to say this(no I dont), but he's a stoner, he hates all vape or smoking products except for weed

He usually sticks to weed vapes since it's less work and he can be a bit lazy when it comes to that

I mean his hygiene is ok he doesn't really shave or trim any thing but his beard but yknow he do him

Speaking of , he leaves his beard shavings all over the sink and leaves the toilet seat up

"HOODIE! GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE NOW" You shouted to get the man's attention

Hoodie walked in. "What?" He said monotonely

You pointed at the sink and then the toilet "pick up your fucking mess!!"

Hoodie shook his head "Nah I'm good. Thanks for the offer, though. "

You would probably try and beat him up if he couldn't just wollop our ass

Brian:

He's such a sweet boy,it like he's made out of cotton candy

He's mostly did cleaning and cooking on top of his job but after switching back from hoodie, he's out of commission for like a week

He picks up after himself, and does his own laundry and there's never beard trimmings in the sink

He occasionally forgets to put the toilet seat down but it's rather rare

He's not too clingy but he does cuddle up sometimes

HES A FUCKING FURNACE WHEN HE SLEEPS

"Brian pleaseee get off!! It's the middle of summer! It's too hot to be cuddling" you huffed sleepily

"Shhh just let me hold you.." Brian muttered

Ticci Toby:

Your the breadwinner. Period

You think this man has a job? Hah funny

He hates when he tics especially when you are trying to have intimate moments together

You guys have to be silly during sex especially when he has a verbal tic and just yells bird

"Fuck toby right there~" you moaned out holding onto his shoulders tightly

"I'm so c-*whistles* shit sorry~" toby moaned out a bit embarrassed

"Toby it's ok it's normal~.." you muttered a bit trying to keep your voice even

Toby nodded "fuck I lov-Birds!" Toby shouted

You both looked at eachother before bursting out laughing just holding eachother close

Overall aside from Toby's horrible moodswings at times and his "work" you guys have a pretty helpful relationship

Slenderman:

No, Just no

This man is toxic asf when you guys first meet, definitely a manipulator

He tones it down after a bit but still gaslights you into getting what he wants

When he gets angry, please down run from him- he will track you down and may or may not resort to physical violence to get you to learn your lesson

If you ask about the missing children he WILL gaslight you into thinking that's he's told you before and it hurts that you forgot and won't tell you again

Sex? What sex? You think he would let you even get close enought to see that shit happen hah very funny

"Slenderman? Cmon I'm sorry you know I didn't mean to hurt you.." you muttered softly

"No. I already told you, and you forgot.. it is insensitive of you and unwise of me to tell you again, " he responded through your mind. And though he doesn't have eyes, you could only assume he was glaring

He's not healthy for you, but you've got yourself into this for life and there's only 1 way to get out

Eyeless jack:

Just like Jeff he'll sneak into your room

You literally can't get rid of him

He won't talk or anything, just stand and stares

He doesn't cuddle and he barely touches you

He definitely tried to offer you a kidney as a way of telling you he appreciates you

No hygiene whatsoever, he doesn't shave and it takes a month before you even get him to shower

He mostly just grumbles and groans to let you know he understands what your saying

He's really smart, puzzles, locks ,and riddles are no match for him

He's blunt, when he does talk it's rare, bit it's honest and unfiltered

You guys barely have sex and honestly you've probably never seen his face

"Jack, please!! I just wanna see your face, " you whined, laying yourself over his lap

"I said no, and if you keep asking, I'll eat you. Literally, " Jack retorted

Yeaaaa he meant it literally and you could tell

[knyontop]

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What if there was a new child

proxy in the mansion?

Creeps x proxy!child!reader (platonic)

Fts: Masky/Tim, Hoodie/Brain, Toby, Jeff the killer, Ben drowned, Sally Williams,

Jane the killer, clockwork, and our beautiful, handsome, amazing reader!

Tim/masky:

・he is a little shocked to see a child a CHILD as a PROXY.

・he refuses to let you go on a mission on your own.

・he pity’s you, and try’s to help you and take some work off you

Shoulders.

・he even lets you call him Tim!

“Hey Y/N, let me help you with that. Go play or do whatever kids do or something okay?”

Brain/Hoodie:

・he feels bad and tries to make small talk with you on missions.

・he hopes to make your life somewhat normal.

・he lets you call him brain! Just like with Masky/Tim.

・he does not really mind if you go alone on missions but gets anxious and worried when you do.

“Y/N be careful on your mission please..”

Toby:

・when he sees you, you remind him of himself.

・he loves to hug you and carry you around.

・he tries to be as positive as he can around you.

・he wants to protect you, you remind him of his sister.

“Y/N Y/N Y/N!!” Toby said as he squeezed you tight.

Jeff the killer:

・little mad at slender put a child, an alive child on the job.

・he teases you at first but then something starts to pull on his heart strings.

・he does not know what it is but he has a need to protect you.

・he gets a little scared of himself like accidentally hurting you after all the

Stuff with liu.

・might not act like it but, he cares for you and pity’s you.

・he likes your little smile.

“Kid, I hope you know I care.. eh? What no I did not say anything.”

Ben drowned:

・similar with jeff, pulls pranks on you with jeff and teases you.

・but for some reason he cares for you?

・he likes kids but there also really annoying to him, so he wonders why your so

Special to him.

・he likes to play games with you, and make you laugh.

・he likes to hear your little giggle.

“Hey Y/N why don’t you take a break and play some games with me?”

Eyeless jack:

・he feels his black heart start to beat when your in danger.

・and he hates to see you get hurt.

・he makes sure your not hurting yourself or damaging your physical and mental health.

・he cares a lot about both

“Be more careful on your missions please your giving me heart attacks.”

Jane the killer:

・motherly instinct kick in.

・she wants to make sure your safe.

・she likes to brush your hair.

・she takes photos of you.

“Can I brush your hair? I know its been hard for you.”

Clockwork:

・is not a big fan of children but she hates when people treat them like shit.

・she will be there to back you up, and she is always on your side.

・she gets annoyed at you sometimes but she still cares.

・shes like your big sister.

“Do not listen to them kiddo. They are all idiots, If you need advice come to me.”

Sally Williams:

・shes happy she has someone around her age to play with!

・she might be 8 years old, but she is very aware.

・she feels bad for you, and begs slender to not give you much work.

・she also loves brushing your hair and likes it when you brush hers!

・she loves to have tea party’s with you.

・you are her favorite big sister.

“Y/N Y/N!! Can you please take a break and come have a tea party with meee?”

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[creepy-friday]

Hi, i really like your "life as a female proxie" post and was wondering if you could write a second one😊

Sure thing!

Life as a female Proxy /"things you love"

Warnings: blood,violence,NSFW mentions,suggestive content

It was the mundane,really.The early hours of the day,the smell of the forest,the somewhat warm funny feeling you shared with some of the other creeps,knowing you are all stuck as slaves to a tall being that lacks a face almost as much as it lacks a heart.

The respect the others had for you,some more than the others, the way some passed you and titled their heads that made the strings inside your head tighten about the fact that a faceless creature entrusted you with this responsability.

Maybe the slurs..the constant anger towards your position above the other proxies and below The Operator,it reminds you that you are being seen,that you're not a ghost or a random demon you have to hunt.

Your dreams,where numeros entities showed up,entities where Candy Pop,Jason and often LJ were present,and even if they loved to fuck with your brain,they all acknowledged your power,and sometimes even seemed to guide you to a "better world",almost as if they wanted to have you all for themselves.

The feeling of normality once every two months or so when four residents were assigned to go out to buy necessities for the mansion.Going out in public,being able to make jokes,as if roleplaying normal 9 to 5 working people.

The sex.You could ask for it,you can get it either way,your position certainly gives you this advantage even against the ethics.Not only every resident shared a human known loneliness,but you could wait for some problematic thing to happen that has to be reported to the big boss and you could blackmail any fucker into finishing you off,they can live on without any sort of punishment after that.

The power.Nothing really stops you from being a menace in the mansion.I would say that you can use Slenderman's preference to you to your advantage,but he expects you not to..but after all you're a mortal being,he would be disappointed but not surprised.Nothing stops you from ordering people around,from degrading others,from being a bitch like others chose to be.

The late nights after finishing a week old mission.The last night before heading back to the mansion is filled with a family like atmosphere,almost like all of you are siblings and teasing eachother around.

"It's fucking burnt Brian." Masky commented on the toast his friend gave to him.

"Not as burnt as your head.Quit the drugs." the brunette answered calmly."Are they even allowed?"

"Not sure.Is the witch gonna tell on us?" Masky locked eyes with you as you simply shrugged while crossing your arms.

"W-Well?Are you?" Toby asked while a tic escaped from him."Why do you care Rogers?Your burnt as well?" the white masked man asked while taking another bite.

"No.It's seems..white." he answered while looking at the piece of bread in his hand.

"Fucking idiot.." Masky facepalmed himself while Brian chuckled as you placed a reassuring hand on Toby's back.

The love.The eternal need,the awful dreadful and oh-so-terrible lust,desire,total despair to be loved,accepted and fully knowing you belong.The quiet giggles between some residents,the close bond between Masky and Hoodie,the gazes that some shared that made tension rise in the room..even between demons like us,love wins against all odds.

[rabbitblackx]

Hey! I wanted to ask if you could do llittle oneshots on how we met the creepypastas?

How you met the Creepypastas

This is all one big one shot. The story continues with each character!✨

Includes: Slender Man, Masky, Hoody, Toby Rogers, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Jeff The Killer, Homicidal Liu, Jane The Killer and Nina The Killer

Slender Man💖

Slender Man came across you one day while you were on a walk in his woods. He stalked you from afar to see whether you were a threat to the mansion or not. But when you began to coo over a little injured bird you found, his suspicions were quickly debunked

Slender Man didn’t quite know why, but he actually let you leave the woods unharmed with your little birdie friend. Thinking that that was the end of it, he slowly turned towards the shadows, and back to his ‘family’

When you came back to the same spot a week later, you could’ve coloured him intrigued. Slender Man watched in secret awe as you held out the very same bird from then. Thanks to your care, it was now looking much better. It opened its wings wide and flew off into woods, leaving you with a sweet smile on your face

The smile soon fell though when Slender Man decided to show himself to you. Your eyes grew wide and your nose began to bleed. Your brain was plagued with a deafening static, as all you could focus on was that blank, faceless stare

You were his now

Masky💖

There were some rowdy teens camping a bit too close to the mansion for comfort. Slender Man decided to put his three best on a mission to ‘remove’ them. Masky, Hoody and Toby. You were the newbie of the mansion, and was instructed to come along with them for ‘training’

As you all hid behind some bushes a fair way from the teens, Toby bombarded you with questions. You were trying to be polite, smiling and nodding while struggling to keep up with his fast tone

“Leave them alone, Toby.” Masky snapped

Toby pouted behind his mask at the older man. You actually thought he was quite sweet, and wasn’t bothered by him at all

“It’s alright. He’s fine.” You smiled at Masky

You gently placed your hand on his arm, making his dark eyes snap immediately to it. They looked back up to meet your gaze, heat beginning to creep up his neck. You slowly slid your hand off Masky’s jacket sleeve and let your smile linger

Hoody💖

Hoody broke you away from Toby and Masky for a spell. He whispered your name, but got it wrong, and pulled you close, so you were both peeking over the bush. He pointed at the campsite up ahead, brainstorming on how to ambush the kids. You simply sat back and listened, trying to learn his dastardly tricks. You also kind of liked being close to this stranger, his yellow hoodie was quite soft against your side

Hoody said your name incorrectly again, then asked if you were ready to strike. You couldn’t help but giggle at his error, finding it more cute than awkward

“Actually, it’s,” you said your actual name, correcting him. “But you were close.”

Hoody gave a quiet chuckle along with your hushed giggles. “I’m sorry.” He whispered back

“It’s no problem, Ryan.” You grinned

“Oh, actually, it’s—! Oh, wait.”

Hoody was about to say his name was Brian, but he then caught on that you were playing with him. You struggled to keep your laughter quiet, your shoulders shaking as you beamed at the man

“Nice to meet you.”

Toby Rogers💖

Toby squeezed in between you and Hoody’s moment, getting his orange goggles right in your grill

“I’m Toby!” He exclaimed

Hoody and Masky both shushed him, but you thought it was funny

“Nice to meet you, Toby.”

Toby giggled, looking back and forth at the two other men. “I like em’, guys! They’re cute. Slendy was right picking this one!” He rambled

Masky shushed him again, while Hoody got up to get closer to the doomed campsite

“Thank you, Toby.” You smiled bashfully at the boy

Masky got caught up with the actual mission, and he snuck into the shadows with Hoody. While they were dealing with the pesky teenagers, you kept watch with Toby

“You’re real pretty too! Where—where’re you from?” He asked, leaning in close to you

Your face flushed bright red, and you looked away shyly. Toby’s tinted goggles stared into your soul, but with good intent. You were right before. He was sweet

“Well…” you started

BEN Drowned💖

You returned to Slender’s mansion after your first ‘mission’, and flopped down onto the couch. There wasn’t a soul in sight. You flipped through some boring tv channels for a good while, before you spotted an old game console by the coffee table. You slipped off the couch and sat on the carpet, inspecting the console and its dusty controllers

“Hey.” A voice suddenly said

With a shriek, you whipped your eyes up to the tv, where you saw BEN Drowned peaking out of the screen. You threw yourself back onto the floor and clutched your heart

“Gah!”

BEN cringed at your outburst, reaching more of his body out of the tv. “Whoops. Didn’t mean to scare ya that bad.” The corner of his lip quirked up into an amused smirk

Your chest heaved, your hand gripping it through your shirt. “Well, ya did.” You sassed, rising up into a seated position

BEN chuckled. “Sorry,” he shrugged

You were just inches away, him looking down at you from the tv, and you gazing up at him from the floor

“So who are you supposed to be?” You blurted out

BEN yanked himself fully from the tv, sitting crosslegged in front of you. He was definitely… quirky. Them big red eyes dripping blood and all… you had ran into many creepy people since Slender Man took you in here

“BEN.” He stuck his hand out for you to shake. “And you are…?”

Eyeless Jack💖

After wrapping up your chat, BEN disappeared back within the tv screen, seemingly into one of the console’s old games. Just as you stood from the floor, you were scared out of your skin once again when the front door was ripped open. Jeff The Killer bursted through, clutching his bloody side

You hadn’t met this boy yet, but ran over to his aid regardless. You snaked an arm around his shoulder and guided him down to the basement, where you were told an infirmary was

Upon entering the dim infirmary, you and the injured Jeff were greeted by none other than Eyeless Jack. He slowly tilted his head to side, ‘eyeing’ you curiously

“You need to help him. He’s hurt!” You yelped

Without another word, Jack took Jeff off your hands, forcing him over to a hospital bed to dress his wounds. You watched worriedly from the sidelines, getting peeks here and there of him patching up what looked like a stab wound in Jeff’s side

After a little while, Jack finished mending the other boy and left him to rest, walking up to you instead

“Thank you for bringing him down here.” Jack said, giving you a polite nod

You mimicked his action, nodding back to him shyly. “It’s no worries. Why wouldn’t I?” You giggled nervously

“You must be the newcomer. I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Jack. Pleasure to meet you.” Jack formally introduced himself

He stuck out a gloved hand, and you shook it cheerfully

“Nice to meet you, Jack.” You smiled, and then told him your own name

Jeff The Killer💖

Jack left you and Jeff alone, going into the other room to clean his tools. You shuffled over to the hospital bed Jeff sat on, telling him your name with a gentle smile

“Are you okay now?” You added

The killer grunted, running a pale hand over his stitched up side. You couldn’t help but admire his lean build

“I’m fine.” Jeff muttered, dropping his hoodie back over his belly

“Okay, that’s good.” You squeaked, fiddling with your hands as the air grew thick

He kept his eyes adverted from yours for a few moments, before sighing begrudgingly. “I’m Jeff... thanks for the help, kid.” He grumbled

You were no kid, but you let it slide because you could tell it was very hard for him to say. Some boys were so stubborn…

“You’re welcome, Jeff.” You cooed sweetly

Jeff looked away from you again, fighting back a blush on his deathly white face. Something in his eyes twinkled. He seemed to like the way you spoke to him. He liked to feel cared for, maybe even mothered sometimes…

Maybe having you around from now on wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world

Homicidal Liu💖

The next morning, you wandered the spooky halls of Slender Man’s mansion

“Hey,” you heard a boy say from behind you

You whipped around, half expecting BEN, only to be greeted with a new face. A new stitched up face, that was

“I heard about what you did for my brother last night. How you took him to Jack and all.” The boy trailed

“You’re Jeff’s brother?” You asked with a head tilt

He nodded, “yeah. Thanks for looking out for him.”

You gave you him your friendliest of smiles, nodding back curtly. “No worries.” You beamed

Jeff’s brother stared at you, before catching himself and quickly breaking the silence. “I’m Liu, by the way. Liu Woods.” He blurted out

“Hey there, Liu.” You giggled

Jane The Killer💖

You found Jeff downstairs, arguing with Jane The Killer. You attempted to walk past unnoticed, but she called out to you

“You’re the one that saved Jeff’s butt? The newbie?” Jane asked

You gritted your teeth before turning around, facing the two killers. “Uh, yeah. I am, I guess.” You shrugged

Jeff quickly butted in, glaring daggers into the girl. “I was fine by myself. I didn’t need any help.” He snapped at her, his pride clearly stung

Since Jane’s eyes were all black, you couldn’t tell, but she rolled them with a snarky laugh. Jeff stormed off grumbling, leaving you two as he went to sulk in his room

“My name is Jane. What’s yours?” She asked

You were so entranced by her beautiful, feminine looks. You had to give your mind a few seconds to process her question, before stammering out your own name

“I’m new.” You added lamely

Jane chuckled, thinking you were cute. “See you around, sweetie. I’d be careful if I were you.” She left her black lips ajar as she winked at you, before turning away and around a corner

Nina The Killer💖

As you entered the living room, you were practically ambushed by a certain brightly dressed girl

“Hi!” The moment Nina The Killer spotted you across the way, she was skipping over to you excitedly. “You’re the newbie, right?” She giggled

You opened your mouth to reply. “Yeah, I’m—!”

Nina interrupted you, blurting out your name in a singsong tone. “I’ve heard about you! You helped Jeff last night!” She exclaimed

Word really did catch on. Especially in this mansion filled with… what I guessed you could’ve called… ‘outcasts’

“Yeah…” you trailed

“I love your hair!” Nina squealed. (Extra points if you had your hair dyed a bright colour). “It’s really pretty!”

Your heart warmed at her sweet nature. Even though she was… clearly different. Much like Jeff, Nina had herself a cut in smile as well. Alas, you shoved down any ill feelings and gave her a bashful grin

“Thanks! I like yours too.”

[mythicalmyles]

Masky, Hoddie or Toby (You decide) with a hippie m reader ✨😤🫶🏻

Punk!Masky x Femboy!Hippie!Reader x Punk!Hoodie their implied demons

Guns/noncon/bottom male/degradation/feminization/cameras

The lake was welcomingly cold as you dipped your feet into it, the feeling of the flowers blowing in your hair was therapeutic. The sun was warm as you tilted your head back, eyes closed and soaking in the suns rays. Lately it seemed harder and harder to get yourself out here, despite living less then an hour away. The normalities of life always seemed to intercept your journey here lately, the last time had been two months ago.

The wind lightly blew at your skirt, the ruffled fabric rubbing against your thighs. A loud twig snapping had you spinning around, eyes searching the forest. Luckily the forrest only had black bears, at least you had a chance. However if it was a pissed off moose you considered your life already over, you had always been on the naive side of things. Convinced if you minded your business then everything else would leave you alone.

You stood up on shaky legs and quickly slid your shoes back on, making sure to keep darting your eyes around the forest. Part of you was annoyed, it was the only place you had been able to freely be yourself and now it felt like it was about to be ripped out from right under your feet. Your instincts kicked into overdrive, you felt like a tiny mouse backed into a corner.

You should’ve payed closer attention to your other side. A heavy body suddenly had you being shoved to the ground, whining as you hit the ground.

Your mind whirled when you heard the clicking of metal, ice flowing through you as the sound of a gun being cocked next to you overrode your brain. Panicked eyes turned to see the cause, the barrel of a gun filling your vision and trapping you still. Stones and broken branches dug into your thighs but you couldn’t take your eyes off of the gun. Your entire body quivered when you shakily looked up to see a masked man.

You didn’t need to stand to know the Goliath of a man was easily double your size, your breathing was shaky. Your mind was entirely frozen. The sound of a camera going off behind you felt like a bullet as you quickly flipped yourself over to see another man, his mask seemed impossibly black with red eyes and a big frown stitched on. You whimpered and pushed yourself back only to feel stone cold metal pressing against your now exposed ass.

Your eyes never left the gun as he used it to push your skirt up further. “N-no.” Was all you could choke out with a whimper, drawing a chuckle from both of the men currently standing over you. Tears dripped from your eyes as you looked up at the man with a frown, his camera set on you as his friend used his gun to dig into your ass. He intently watched as the gun made indents in your ass, biting his lip under his mask as he teased you. The sight of you shaking beneath him, so easily accessible had nasty thoughts running through Masky’s mind.

You let out a scream when Hoodie suddenly darted forward, his leather clad hands gripped your wrists tight as he yanked you up. You begged and sobbed until Masky’s gun pressed into your cheek. “It’s cute hearing you beg like a good bitch.” Masky’s voice was incredibly gruff, sending warmth to you stomach that you cursed.

Hoodie tied your hands behind your back, as Masky slipped his gun into your mouth. You whined around the metal as you sobbed openly, Masky wasted no time sliding the metal into your throat. He watched you without blinking as he fucked your mouth with his gun, you struggled against the rope Hoodie had bound your arms with.

“Well, theres no point in hiding.” Masky smirked as he pulled his mask off, dropping it to the ground. He had a few piercings and tattooes covering his face, you would’ve found him attractive if he didn’t currently have a gun lodged down your throat. You hated it but you could feel your own cock twitching under your skirt. “Look how hard she is.” Masky’s tone was mocking as he pulled your skirt up, Hoodies rough hands grabbing your biceps hard enough to bruise to keep you still.

You tried to turn away but Hoodie’s hand was quick to wrap around your throat, keeping you pinned in place. “Ple-please don’t do this.” You sobbed out, feeling petals fall from your hair and down your shirt. “But you made yourself so easy for us.” Masky chuckled, dark eyes pinning you in place. Masky’s hands carefully listed your shirt, dragging his leather clad fingers against your skin. His free hand kept the gun pointed under your jaw, giving you no option but to submit to the men currently having their way with you.

You gasped when Masky’s finger began circling your nipple, arching back into Hoodies strong chest. They both towered over you, Hoodie using one hand to keep you pinned to his chest while his other played with your other nipple. Desperate whines flew from you, your cock leaking precum. The rough leather of the gloves sent sparks running up your spine, dizziness enveloping your mind. Suddenly Masky was putting his gun back into its holster, freeing up both of his hands to grab and tug at your flesh.

Your face burned with shame as you moaned, Masky pulled your shirt over your head, leaving your arms trapped. The tight material of the shirt pulled your shoulders back, causing your chest to push out. You felt unbelievably weak completely defenceless between the two men.

You wanted to plead again for them to stop, instead biting your lip as you knew it’d only spur them on. Masky was groping your chest, his fingers squeezing and pulling your nipples. Both men relished in the moans they forced from you, Masky had to take a moment to appreciate your fucked out expression, his hands gripping your cheeks. All you could do was stare up at him with teary eyes as he examined your face. Tears dripped down your cheeks and your hair was stuck to your face, flowers that once lay neatly in your hair were now torn and you were left with petals tangled into your locks.

“Atta boy.” Hoodie praised, hand rubbing your stomach as your body finally dropped in their hold, submitting. You knew you had no use in fighting, and it’d only hurt you in the end. The feeling of fingers sliding into your hole had you tensing back up, yelping loudly as two digits began roughly slamming into your virgin hole. It burned but his long, thick fingers easily found your prostate. He was set on slamming into it, your screams echoing through the forest. “A-ah fuh-fuck!” You elled as you came, body curling into itself as Hoodie forced you through an orgasm.

You fell into Masky’s chest sobbing, wailing louder when he pulled your ass apart, spreading you open and allowong Hoodies fingers to dig deeper into you. You choked on the drool flooding your mouth, eyes rolling as your body was assaulted with pleasure. Your fingers had never gotten this deep and it wasn’t long before your overstimulated cock was back standing at attention, Masky’s thigh wedged between your legs. Your cock scrapped against his rough jeans, leaving your breath stuttered as the scratchy material ran against your balls and thighs. Hoodie slipped another finger into you, barley wasting a breath before roughly fucking you with them. Your thighs squeezed around Masky’s, high pitched keens leaving you as Hoodie fucked into you hard enough with his fingers to push you harder against Masky’s thigh.

“Fuck the slut already.” Masky growled out, Hoodie chuckled as he pulled his fingers out roughly. The squeal that left you went straight to both of their cocks, surprised either of them had managed to hold off for so long.

Their patience had worn thin though and Hoodie wasted no time in burying his cock into you. You voice caught in your throat resulting in you choking, shaking on Masky’s chest as Hoodie bottomed out. He felt impossibly large, his cock stretching more then you every thought could be done. Masky pressed his lips against yours, tongue easily sliding into your dropped mouth. He wasted no time in lapping his tongue around your mouth, the taste of you driving him insane as he swallowed every whimper Hoodie fucked out of you.

“He can’t take both of us, look at him with just my cock. Bet you like it though, right slut?” Hoodie grunted the most depraved things into your ear, arms wrapped around your waist. You could feel your drool soaking into Masky’s shirt. “Such a good little slut, letting me fuck your tight little pussy.” You tried to protest, Hoodies words embarrassing you yet twisting something deep inside.

Hoodie didn’t think he’d last longer with your ass clenched tight around his cock, every time he pulled out your body resisted, trying to pull him back in and it drove him insane. He railed into you hard, insistent on emptying hiss balls deep into your stomach. It almost felt painful, his cock brushed right against your prostate. Every drag of his cock had you crying out, arching your back.

You came again, broken sobs flying from your lips as your body turned to jello. Hoodie couldn’t take how tight you got around him, his own eyes rolling back as he shot his load straight into your stomach. You could feel it flowing into you, his cum causing your belly to bulge further. All you could do was sob as you looked at your swollen stomach, your cock twitching with pain after being dragged through multiple orgasms.

You barley had time to recover before Masky pulled you into his arms, making you wrap your legs around his waist. “You should be able to take me now.” His words left you shaking, you could barley take what you had already been given. Masky moaned when he heard your high pitched please’s to stop. “Thats it baby boy, beg nice n good for me.” You felt trapped, anytime you tried to stop him it just seemed to invigorate him.

Masky seemed even rougher then Hoodie, slamming deep into you and bouncing you on his cock. Your loud wails and moans bounced back to you, leaving you certain anyone in a hundred mile radius would hear you moaning with overstimulation. Masky grunted loudly in your ear, biting down onto your neck and drawing blood as he roughly bounced you on his cock.

Hoodie pulled his camera back out, taking pictures of Masky railing into you like a ragdoll. His muscles bulged as he bounced you restlessly on his cock. You wondered if it’d ever be over. Masky’s large hands grasped your ass, bunching your skirt up at your waist. Hoodie got some nice pictures of his dear friends cock sliding deep into your hole, your panties pulled to the side to accommodate Masky’s cock.

Your arms were wrapped around Masky’s shoulders, sobbing into the crevice of his neck as he abused your hole. Masky fucked Hoodies cum out of you, it dripped in globs from your puffy hole. Hoodie moved closer, taking pictures and using two fingers to spread you open causing more of his cum to come dripping out.

Masky suddenly slammed deep into you, his cum flowing through you. You almost felt like you were going to be sick as you felt Masky blow his load into you.

You felt practically no shame in openly crying when Masky dropped you to the floor. He used his foot to shove you onto your stomach, using his boot to press into the flesh of your ass and spread your ass cheeks. He groaned at the sight of your abused hole, dripping blood and cum. He could hear Hoodie snapping up pictures, Masky grinned as he pulled out his knife and sliced through the rope. You couldn’t help the moan that left when you were finally freed, blood quickly rushing back to your hands. “Get up.” Masky had no patience, instead grabbing you up. “Spread yourself for the camera.” You tried to plead only to end up with a harsh smack to your ass. You whimpered and quickly turned around. “Wait.” Masky mumbled, pulling your panties down to rest under your ass. He pushed to fingers into you and you sobbed loudly, the sound of Hoodie’s camera going off being blocked from your mind.

[that-one-creepy-hoe]

Im hhaving such MASSIVE Brian brainrot rn can u plz give hcs for Brian cuddles...maybe even some Tim/Masky.....

hands u a can of fanta

Omg yesyesyes, Brian has been infecting my brain like crazy too omg

Brian, Masky, and Tim Cuddle Headcanons Warnings: a little sexual in Brians part cos he’s a freak, Masky being a weirdo, Tim Parings: Brian,Masky, and Tim x GN!Reader

Brian

Big cuddler. Like, seriously. 

Like sometimes he just decides it's time to cuddle 

No matter what you're doing. You could be doing the dishes and he’ll just come up behind you and just hold you til you're done. 

He loves to talk to you while you cuddle but is also very content just laying with you til you both fall asleep

Likes to lay with you on his chest or cuddled up into him

He does also like to lay face down smothered into your chest on rare occasions. You don’t even need fat tits and he’ll still do it

Likes to hold your hips or your stomach while he lays with you, he just likes the softness. 

Likes to give you lazy kisses while you sleep.

I do have to warn you that 4 out of 10 times he might get horny laying down with you pressed up against him

Sometimes he doesn’t care to act on it and other times he does. 

Might just slip himself inside of you and not move while you cuddle if he’s too lazy to fuck

Other times he might have some slow and nice kinky sex just depends on tbh

Masky

He is a rare cuddler

Not too big on super close contact

But he will take naps with you in the same vicinity as you

Like both of you sprawled out on the couch taking a fat nap is his idea of cuddling

The most you could get from him is like holding hands while you sleep, or just sitting close together

Or on the very rare occasion, he may hug you from behind for a very long time but will leave the second you try and face him

Man doesn’t know what real intimacy is fr

Tim

Tim is the opposite of Masky but not like Brian 

He does cuddle but just likes to lay with your back to his front

He doesn’t like facing people when he sleeps or lays down because he has a hard time not staring and because it makes him feel too vulnerable 

Cannot, could not, and would not fuck while cuddling he is too worn out to lazy fuck

Likes watching tv or movies while you cuddle 

Has a hard time not getting touchy while cuddling

Not even for sexual reasons he just likes to touch and grasp at you while you're so relaxed

His version of cuddling is you curled up on his lap or next to him while he smokes

Loves to lazily cuddle on the porch in the early mornings while he smokes

[archiisfandomstuff]

Watchting marble hornets rn (like the entries on youtube) hopefully this won't alter my brain chemistry or some shit cause I know that mh and creepypasta are somehow link (idk they seem to share a few characters like hoodie, masky, and slenderman from who I know) and we already know I haven't been able to escape that shit for the past almost four years now.

will update later

read at your own risk. this just turned into me recording all of my thoughts n shit

currently at entry #5 and does not seem to have much if anything to do with mh but rather it's creator. Entries #1 , #4 & seem to have the most horror esce (?) shit to them

Entry #6: What the ever loving fuck is going on here??? What is Mr. Clean doing, the big ol' stalker? very confused but intrigued.

Entry #11 is bothering me cause I can't find the "close encounter Alex missed" with who I am assuming is slenderman like no fucking wonder Alex missed it, I can't find this mf either

I'm guessing that this is some arg type shit. My guess as someone who takes a while to formulate proper explanations that I do not care to formulate rn and am going off of a vague idea based off of the little information I've been given is that this whole thing is an arg thingy named after the fake movie the characters are creating in where it is the origin story for the characters (Tim/Hoodie and Brain/Masky) I (we ig but I really never had much interest in them so idk much) know. Tell me if I am like astronomically off or smth.

So Tim is literally just A Guy? Dude has like no plot relevance. Why are y'all hyping him up so much????

I hope Jay realizes he is literally entering. No breaking though, some idiot left the door unlocked.

homeboy fell to the ground coughing and got up like "Nah, no time for dying, gotta unlock the door with a deadbolt." fucking idiot, dude is gonna die so bad

"I may go back eventually" DO NOT GO BACK YOU DUMBASS

ALEX WTF DON'T DO THAT JUMPSCARE SHIT TO ME I CAN DO GORE I CANNOT DO JUMPSCARES BITCH

NVM IT'S BRIAN BUT STILL DON'T DO THAT MAN

Jay's lungs are still dying good to know

Entry #19: OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT MASKY YOU BITCH WTH BRIAN OMGGGGGGGGGGGG THIS SHIT IS SO COOL THOUGH NGL

Wait did I fuck up who is who? Is Tim Masky and Brian Hoodie. That sounds correct now that I think of it. Eh, fuck it, I ain't editing shit.

How the fuck is Jay not dead as hell yet? Mf has plot armor never seen before. "Ima just break into this house here, steal shit, GO BACK, get attacked, and continue pursuing this shit." BITCH YOU GON DIE

JAY STOP GOING BACK TO THE HOUSE IT IS NOT YOUR ONLY OPTION HOLY SHIT YOU DUMB FUCK

Have you even seen a character so fucking dumb they just disappoint you? That is how I currently feel about Jay. "Oh shit, I just saw the masked guy who attacked me and broke into my home. Let's fucking chase him."

"I am never going back to that house again." FUCKING FINALLY BITCH

oh shit someone is fucking with the cameras

wtf does totheark mean or stand for???

Rip Jay's apartment

Entry #26 was definitely something. So, Alex is alive, has a roommate or two, has managed to evade Slenderman for a while judging by the fact that his appearance was surprising to both Amy (idk who she is but I can tell she has no knowledge of what is going on) and Alex himself. Jay, this is clearly a trap, idiot. But, I understand falling for it ig.

Jay is the main character. He is still alive and I have no clue how but i do wanna know what happened in those seven months.

WHO IS JESSICA??????

omg poor jessica (assuming she is telling the truth)

MASKY YOU SON OF A BITCH

updates will stop for now because it's getting late and I'm pretty sure I have shit to do tomorrow (can't actually remember) gonna continue watching. I left off on Entry #34

We back

Tim "I may have had my leg broken by a paranoid film student, but I shall continue to torment his best friend" Wright.

Alex is suspicious as fuck. Calling it rn, he did or is doing something.

Still do not trust Alex like holy shit dude. Jessica, run, you want no part of this bullshit. Run, girl, run!

I am very confused as to what is going on w8th Tim, but I know that mf can run, lucky bitch.

With the rate that these mfs are falling to the ground in coughing fits, you'd think that Slenderman causes asthma not insanity. Also, wtf was Tim doing there. I originally thought this guy had no plot relevance.

TIM'S STALKING COMING IN CLUTCH OMG BEAT HIS ASS TIM

Gotta stop for a bit again cause I'm doing stuff with my family for a bit. Be back later

OMG I'M DUMB TOTHEARK IS TO THE ARK WHY DID THAT TAKE ME SO DAMN LONG I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE TO THEARK OR SOME SHIT IDK

OMG TIM NO THIS ISH'T YOUR FAULT SLENDERMAN IS JUST A RAT FACED BITCH

Why has Brian only crimes (from what I can remember) been like, so tame compared to what you would expect? This motherfucker seems to be routing for Tim and Jay, I think. "Wipe that stupid smile off your face." Alex says, referencing how, apparently, Brian was smiling at the knowledge that Alex cannot find Tim and Jay. Idk, I like hi so far even if the whole stalking thing ain't really my jam.

JESSICA MY GIRL NOOOOOOOO OMG NO

That was a shit show. BUT MY GIRL IS ALIVE I THINK AND THAT'S AWESOME.

FUCK ALEX FUCK SLENDERMAN LONG LIVE (RIP) THE HOLY TRINITY OF BRIAN TIM AND JAY IDC WHAT CRIMES THEY'VE DONE AT LEAST THOSE MFS TRIED TO FIGHT IT AND LING LIVE JESSICA THE MF WHO DIDN'T DESERVE ANY OF THIS SHIT (NONE OF THEM DID) I LOVE HER SM

I HAVE FINISHED MARBLE HORNETS NOW PREPARE TO SUFFER CAUSE I'M OBSESSED

[taxes-evasion]

Hiya!! Can we get some general Toby hcs :3?? Also i love your hcs they send good tingles in to brain ‼️

Honestly? I think we all need more headcanons for our Toby ^^

Characters Included: Toby.

Only Mentioned Characthers: Masky, Hoodie, Ben, Jane, Nina, EJ, Jeff, Kagekao, Liu/Sully, Lyra.

Small Warnings: abusive father, mention of a big wound, mention of Personality Disorder, mention of lack of sanity, mention of aggression, mention of hurting/killing someone, mention of drunk people, disgust towards alcohol, mention of weed use, mention of a road accident, mention of bullying.

(credits for this go to the artist shatteredankles, on instagram. correct me if I'm wrong please)

- 𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐿 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝑇𝐼𝐶𝐶𝐼 𝑇𝑂𝐵𝑌 -

HIS PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Toby looks really young compared to his actual age;

Toby has remained very thin and has never gained muscle mass although he does a lot of movement (for example: his exercises in throwing his axes);

He is 170 cm tall (which is equivalent to 5' 7'' ft, I hope I did the conversion correctly, sorry my European ass);

His skin is very pale and, in appearance, Toby seems almost sickly and weak;

His skin contrasts with his dark hair, his dark eyes and with the large wound near his mouth;

His hair are slightly longer than when he was a teenager but continues to have a very dark totality;

He doesn't really take care of his hair, so they're very tangled most of the time, but they would be slighttly wavy;

Because of his facial wound, he rarely removes his mouthguard;

It's normal for him to keep it on, sometimes he sleeps with it;

HIS AGE

As previously mentioned, Toby seems young, he looks around 22/23 years old;

However our man is 27!!!

Yes, surprise, he's not a 17 year old teenager;

Precisely because he is getting older he has many resentments, after all he didn't enjoy his life as a student and adolescent at all nor his life as a child (given his abusive father);

For this reason he is very jealous of the kids and teens he meets during undercover missions;

(the voices tell him to kill everyone who has a good life but Toby knows it's wrong since it's not anyone else's fault that he had a horrible life);

(but still, Toby remains a violent and aggressive man, so as not to listen to the voices and not to actually kill everyone on sight, to prevent this, he will bite his nails until they bleed. Promptly Masky will hit him on the back of Toby's head telling him to stop giving in the eye);

HIS PRONOUNS (+ THE VOICES)

Toby uses male pronouns, however for the voices he uses they/them;

In fact, it happened that he spoke about the voices to some proxy or to a resident of the mansion;

I see Toby as pansexual;

Having never had the chance to fall in love with anyone during his life as a "normal" person, Toby is not attracted to any particular gender;

However, he would be interested in having a relationship and/or sexual intercourse with a possible partner;

To be fair, he had a short-lived relationship with Clockwork;

However, Toby has begun to see her not as his girlfriend but as an older sister/mother figure he can confide in;

One of Toby's problems is in fact that of becoming very attached to girls who are extremely protective of him and physically strong;

Precisely because they aren't weak and can defend themselves, Toby loses the instinct to protect them, an instinct he has with a weak partner;

He'll lose all romantic feelings;

I think this happens mostly with women since in his childhood the only positive figures were his mother and Lyra;

At that time he felt he HAD to protect them, however, when he couldn't, he fell into depression;

HIS PERSONALITY

His personality is difficult to define;

Given his Personality Disorder, even Toby no longer knows who the real Toby is;

However, he doesn't care much, he lives in a place (the mansion) where it's better not to show his true self, except to trusted people;

He remains a nervous guy around other men;

It is simply an instinct that he has;

He goes from being aggressive and troublesome to docile and not at all dangerous;

When he is docile, however, he may suddenly break down and become angry;

Even in these moments he NEVER raises his voice;

Sure he could hurt someone physically but never raise his voice;

He is the type who looks at you with cold and impassive eyes or with crazy eyes and without any kind of sanity, all this in silence;

Which is even worse than someone raising their voice because you don't know how far you've gone;

It rarely happens that Toby gets angry with someone in the mansion;

But when it happens the proxies must intervene immediately since it is forbidden to injure/kill visitors of the mansion;

HIS RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE RESIDENTS OF THE MANSION

Toby doesn't really have a social personality, as we've already seen;

He had a hard time getting used to the constant coming and going of murderers, ghosts and demons inside the mansion;

At first he avoided EVERYONE;

When he has become accustomed to all those new people he will continue not to talk to them;

Toby made friends anyway;

I see him getting along very well with Ben, Nina, Jane and EJ;

He get along with Ben and EJ as they are the quietest in the mansion;

(Ben offers Toby the weed to keep him from hearing the voices);

Toby gets along well with Jane and Nina because they have been very kind to him (Jane only drinks when Toby is not around);

He hates Jeff because he drinks a lot;

Furthermore, Jeff, when he's drunk, doesn't stay in his room but wanders around the mansion looking for someone to take the piss out of;

We can understand that Toby still doesn't like alcohol and heavy drinkers;

He avoids Kagekao and Liu/Sully, however he tolerates them more than Jeff since they don't drink until they get drunk;

THINGS HE LIKES

To be alone: given his personality it's obvious that, even if he has some friends, he much prefers to spend time with himself and the voices;

Stargazing: observing the stars calms him, seeing the many white lights in the ink black sky gives him serenity. He doesn't mind doing it in company, sometimes he invites Ben to the roof and together they smoke weed in silence;

Smoking weed: he never did it as a teenager because he didn't have the time or the money but when he became friends with Ben he tried it... and he liked it! He finally manages not to hear the voices;

Listen to music: banal but understandable. Toby never had much free time in his childhood to have hobbies but I think he would have liked to play the electric guitar or bass. Unfortunately, he would not have been able to play either instrument given his frequent tics, especially under pressure. He listens mostly to songs with electric guitar solos;

Long walks: Toby walks in the woods alone a lot for the same reason he stargazes. He enjoys observing nature around him so much! He can also collect small treasures such as stones, leaves, flowers and much more;

Piercings: one little hcs I have for Toby is the presence of piercings! I think he likes them a lot because he feels valued with them, Toby is a little bit insecure about his appearance but with piercings he looks very cool! He has snakebites and an eyebrow piercing;

THINGS HE HATES

Alcohol: as I have said a thousand times Toby has alcohol-related traumas. He hates the smell, its effects, its taste and the people who drink A LOT of it;

Cars: when the car accident happened Toby got that big wound and lost Lyra. This was a lot for him in just one day. Furthermore, after his father's missing presence at the hospital even after hearing about the accident, it made Toby realize how little that man cared about them;

Bullies: he OBVIOUSLY hates bullies. He knows what it feels like to be bullied, especially he hates people who say "oh, well, someone make the bullying come back, please.". That's a big no for Toby, and if he hears someone say that, they should be prepare to be dead or something;

Toxic People: he hates these kinds of people with all his heart. Why does one person have to ruin another just for his own entertainment? what is the meaning of this? (I don't think Toby realizes that, through his 'job', he actually ruins people's lives. As already mentioned, the voices muffle his sensible and human thoughts);

Loud noises: I think Toby prefers silence to noise. He doesn't really know what silence is. Most of the time, although there are no outside noises, Toby only hears the voices that keep whispering things to him, sometimes giggling and other times even screaming, consequently noises outside of the voices worsen his headaches;

I consider Toby a really controversial character but, somehow, very fun to describe and write about ^^

I hope these general hcs for Toby fulfilled the request :D

♡

[the-s1lly-corner]

Which of the creepypastas would be okay with an asexual s/o?

Creepypastas w/ an ace!reader!

yahoo!! sorry for taking so long to get to this!! i kinda had a small lil slump for a few days but im back!! sorry for any typos or if these seem... bllluguuguh!!! im still trying to get through that lil slump so my brains still a lil... boo!!! obligatory these are with characters that i think would be compatible with an ace reader so this isnt going to follow my base/go to list of characters! a lot of these are going to dip into admins experience as someone on the ace spectrum (asexual/aegosexual!) reader is written as vague ace identity but like. mostly involved to be ace. admittedly this leans more into most of this being ace hcs since i think for the most part they dont care/dont find issue with your identity

Characters: Slenderman, Trenderman, Eyeless Jack, Masky

CWs: mentions of sex but like. nothing too bad mostly just vague sex drives and that sort of thing, really!

Slenderman;

honestly i think he might be on the ace spectrum, or maybe thats because i dont think he really knows what sex /is/

okay well he does know what it is but he only understands it on a surface level, but otherwise he doesnt really care much for it in an everyday setting

yeah i think hes on the spectrum; i also think he might be on the aro spectrum!

only really initiates intimacy if you want it (reminder that not all aces dont have sex! attraction stuff is the main thing) but otherwise i would write him the same way as i do with a non-asexual reader!

extra headannon since his is kinda short but really hes probably the most supportive out of any creepypasta simply because i like to write him as this entity that doesnt interact much with others but is still. curious. this man does not know what lgbtphobia is (and thinks its dumb when he does find out!)

Trenderman;

very similar with slenderman but more in tuned with identity stuff and things like that

personally i hc him to be greysexual, or demisexual! i think trender is like. the only one out of the 3 brothers (that i claim) that i dont see being ready to get down and dirty? like unlike slender he KNOWS what it is and understands attraction and all that but just doesnt. feel it

so he gets it! he interacts with people more than slender but like. not openly, i mean like not as himsef?! this is kind of a side tangent but i like to think that slender beings can create false human bodies and trender is the main one who uses it

anyways! im kind of getting off topic

he understands the stigma and hate ace people can get so out of the four characters today i think he would be the most likely to offer an ear when youre getting flack

i wish i had more for trender as well but this is genuinely the first time ive written for him so im still all OWOWOOOUGH!! with how i wanna portray him

speaking of i need to do like a catch up post for him, and some other characters so i might do that soon^^

Eyeless Jack;

okay so! the two above characters are fine with it because theyre on the spectrum above but i feel like eyeless jack just outright doesnt care if your ace or not since he has a fairly low sex drive 99% of the time

sappy man, one of those "i prefer people based on their personality rather than their looks" but not in the "im so deep for this and im lying through my teeth" way i (personally) see people say (school was ROUGH man) but in a "im literally turning into a monster my skin is fucking blue and starting to rot i have no place to say anything" way

anyways

he adores you so so much and he really feels like he doesnt deserve you, bro could not care

probably tries to find flowers around his cabin that make up the ace flag/which ever flag you use

though im not sure how many grey flowers there are... hes trying his best!

Masky;

similar to eyeless jack he has a low sex drive imo so it isnt too much of a big deal to him, plus i think hes graysexual? at least i feel like he would if he knew about the label

i think asides slender and trender, he doesnt know much about this sort of thing so youre probably going to explain it to him

he mostly gets it! he gets things mixed up but hes trying his best!

overall supportive bf!! probably steals a pride pin from somewhere (dont ask)

imagine he grabs the wrong pin/j

wweoeoeohh! i hope this post is okay! admittedly i wasnt sure how this was going to turn out since, as stated above, i feel that a lot of the characters wouldnt mind/are on the spectrum themselves im not gonna lie this couldve been better but im so out of it rn that my brain is all scattered n stuff :( regardless i hope this is sufficient, and once again im so sorry for the wait TToTT

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hi! wondered if i could request a Masky x Fem reader? Where the reader is injured because of something Masky did?

Ty if so! <3

~ Posion anon

Thank you so much for requesting!

TW: brief mentions of domestic violence ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Masky with an injured fem!reader

This was probably the most heated argument you've had in a while with Tim

He came home pretty tired, and he didn't feel like putting his things away

Which you can understand, that's not the part that made you mad

The part that made you mad was when he began to take off his sweaty clothes in different areas of the house as he moved to your shared bedroom

One boot was by the door, the other by the couch, his shirt on the stairs and his pants tossed carelessly over his dresser

And then next morning as he was getting ready, he got mad at you for not getting his stuff together

Now, you love Tim and you are more than willing to help him out in his times of need

But you are not some sweet little houswife that will clean up all his messes

He is a fully grown man and he can start acting like one

So as he yelled and bantered about how you should've at least gotten his stuff together, and how he'll now have to work in sweaty, dirty clothes because you didn't wash them, you could feel your anger level rising higher and higher

Eventually you'd had enough and began to yell back, telling him if it mattered that much to him he could've done it himself

The argument continued to escalate until you were both just screaming at each other unintelligible style

You are starting to get tired of this, so you push him a bit just to move him out of the way

Immediately he punches you square in the face

You are thrown back, your hand going up to touch your now aching cheekbone

You look at him with a trembling lip and watery eyes, and you could tell that as soon as he'd done it he regretted it

His expression softens from an angry glare to a look of pure sadness as he comes to hug you

You let the tears fall and the sobs leave your lips

Tim rubs your back and kisses the top of your head "shit, baby I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, please forgive me" he whispers into your hair

You like the comfort, but he also just punched you in the face. As far as you're concerned, he can suck it

So you push him away and storm up the stairs, slamming your bedroom door and continuing to cry

Leaving a very panicked Tim on the first floor

He would've gone after you, and tried to concole you further but he had to go to work, lest he be punished by Slender fo being late

While at home, you went through a flury of emotions

Sadness, anger, doubt

You had hidden yourself under a blanket so you couldn't see any of Tim's belongings

The punch had now bruised over, making you cringe when you saw it in the reflection of your phone screen

Instead of being bothered by this any further, you decide to fall asleep

You were only awoken by the sound of heavy boots on the floor, coming up next to you and rubbing your covered back

You roll your eyes and flip open the covers, giving him a nasty glare

It breaks his heart to see you like this, especially when he notices the huge bruise

He sets a big bag of things on the bed and motions for you to open it

He got you your favorite restaurant's food, some snacks and a cute little teddy bear

You raise a brow and look at him

"You really think that food is gonna excuse you punching me?"

He shakes his head and sits with you "No, definetly not but I figured you still deserve something nice"

You scoff "get the fuck out"

He looks at you, shocked "Out?"

"Out." You say again

"Out where?" He stands and rubs his hands together nervously

"I don't care, just not around me." You state simply

Tim really doesn't want to leave you, especially right now

But he also doesn't want to make you more angry than you already are, so as he walks to the front door to go out somewhere he racks his brain for any possible solutions that could allow him to make it up to you

Let's just hope he figures it out soon....

[fanficgirly18]

Masky x Female Chubby Reader| Part 2

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You know that kind of silence that sinks into you after a shock. You know you need to say something but you can't. Maybe that's exactly what you were experiencing.

Your masked captor's stare was weighing down on you. His fingers clutched the metal armrests.

"You're not getting this."

He scoffed aloud. He shook his head angrily and his brown hair tossed back and forth. You could see he was trying not to lose it. In the process his mask shifted a little, revealing his brown sideburns. That was a pretty significant feature. He quickly fixed it and glared at you.

You felt terribly uneasy- maybe you tried to shove it back down or maybe you let out a shaky sigh. He looked ready to say more- than his eyes got a darker emotion- something far more scarier. They stared right at you. 

"Let me make this realer for you," he finally said. 

"Remember Hoodie- the hooded asshole from before?-"

His rough gloved fingers suddenly snatched your face. Maybe you let out a gasp but it could barely come out. He had your big cheeks squeezed together- making your lips and cheeks resemble a fish.

"- he puts a pistol barrel into his problem's mouth-" 

With his other hand- he made his fingers look like a gun, two sticking out the rest folded. He stuck the two fingers that resembled the barrel into your mouth and you tasted the leather of his gloves. His fingers applied too much pressure on your tongue. Maybe you let out a muffled sound trying to get him to stop hurting you. 

His eyes watched you, with a hint of amusement. You thought you saw his brow raise from behind his mask- but maybe that was your imagination. 

"-and he blows their brains out."

He shoved your head back and swiped his fingers out your mouth, leaving a single thin strand of saliva connected to it. Your tongue held the other end of it.

He moved his hand back, breaking it.

"As for me...."

He pushed off the armrests, standing up straight and turned slowly. He approached his crowbar and swiped it from the floor. His fingers traced on the rusty edge.

"I take this.....and dislocate every bone in their body before smashing their heads in."

He made a swinging motion with it, hitting aimlessly.

He let out a laugh. A deranged laugh. 

Maybe you didn't process what he said at first- and when you did you felt bile in your throat. Or instantly you felt a burning in your eyes- tears.

He abruptly stopped laughing, leaving it at a unsettling lull. His eyes found yours. 

"Really, princess..."

"Be as conscious about this as you are about your body."

His eyes watched you carefully.

"I know you are self conscious- I've watched you, princess."

He stomped forward, the step sounds banging your ears. He stopped right in front of you. Maybe you thought he was going to slap you. He seemed unpredictable. He reached forward- possibly causing you to flinch but then he touched your waist. It was a firm touch that made you cringe. His fingers moved upward, lifting the hem slightly, showing off your chubbiness. His eyes stared at your every crease and that bump that was called your stomach.

"You aren't even that fat."

He chuckled at your mortified reaction.

"Like how upfront I am?"

He wasn't expecting any answer and he stepped back. 

"Pretend. That's the key, gorgeous."

He walked backwards toward the exit. The door closed behind him.

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|Part 2 out of 4|

[oddballwriter]

After reading ‘Dad!Evan/tim whose child ends up meeting HABIT/masky’ i kinda want some hc of them being dads, what types of dad they will be? Like you can’t tell that they wouldn’t do the most goofiest things to see their child smile/laugh especially EVAN(😭) and be like ‘I might be heavily traumatized but i will always have time for my child’ and be the type to read their child a bedtime story. I’m going to stop talking so I can sent this request in because I can literally talk about them being dads like I’m having absolute brain rot them😭

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Warnings: Mentions of HABIT and the events of MH. A twinge of angst here and there. 

Author’s Snip: Some how these two feel the most like dad material and their the most traumatized, and one of their traumas comes from getting their dad card revoked in the worst way 

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

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Tim

I can just sense that Tim would be a pretty big shut in after everything, not really having anyone become too close to him out of fear of having everything that happened with Marble Hornets happen again

I said this in the original post that once you are left with him, he thinks about giving you up, and that's because he's scared of having that happen to you. But something in him just isn't strong enough to do that

He would worry about if he's passed what he's got onto you or if you're starting to catch it too but at some point he comes to the head of "If they don't that's great. If they do, that's fine I can help them."

Though he'd rather have it that you don't get operator

He takes up a decent job that lets him work from home so that he can both support and care for you, it also lets him feed into him having become a shut in but that's not the point.

He sets up an extra thing in the bank to have money if you ever want to go to college or even have some money for when you're all grown and want to be doing grown up stuff

He's actually really nurturing as a dad, but in his own way and somewhat doting

I mean, you are the only person who knows him so closely and the only thing that really gives him a spot in normalcy and reality

Obviously you have a very humble and simple up bringing. You have what you need and maybe just a tad bit more

I'm sure that Tim would have actually high tailed it out of any places with forests in the case that that's what the Operator can liv e in, but even then he's probably still a bit hesitant to leave you alone or have you go places by yourself (even when you're older)

It's not in a full on helicopter parent way but still, he's paranoid about things happening to you

This is a bit of a given but Tim would die for you and would make sure that you had a happy life and good upbringing

He didn't have too sunny of a childhood and upbringing, with being in a mental/psychiatric hospital for most of his younger life, so he wants to make sure that you have a good upbringing

He'll always support you and be proud of all your achievements, big and small

Though he will be sad when you start actually being independent because now his baby's all grown and will end up doing their own things, but he's happy since he helped you get there

I feel like with Tim and all that he's been through, he'll just be happy that he managed to get past it, it in a way, for at least you

Evan

This bitch oh my fucking god this man

Okay listen, he's so traumatized, like so fucking traumatized from just everything that has happened

But I know that this man throws that out of the window as soon as he has the opportunity or chance to just raise and have a kid. If he knew that you would be okay the entire time then he's just gonna dad it the hell up

He's so excited to be a dad

But he's still scared

He actually tries to read guides on how to raise a kid just to make sure he does it right, but he mostly just takes the books key points and all that and just does it his way

Evan will always praise you and be proud whenever you do something

He also plays along in a lot of what you do

To say that he's gonna be your first best friend is an understatement

He's still going to discipline you when you things you aren't supposed to and be an actual authority figure

But just because he has to be an authority figure doesn't mean he can't have fun with you and be in on all your shenanigans

Evan will always be scared of Habit getting to you

As much as he'd like to, he can never forget all that Habit has done before to his loved ones

Some nights when you're already asleep he'll be up on the verge of a panic attack because he thought hoe Habit could just pop up and ruin everything

But I think at some point he just gets to a point where he just... stops

He doesn't know when Habit will come or what he might do, but he comes to the realization and thought that he tried. Evan tried his best to raise you and give you all that he could

He had so much fun raising you and he wouldn't trade however much time he may have had with you for the anything