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eyeless-cunt · 23 days

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Babes I miss you when you’re not around and I will personally fight anyone that disrespects you, especially shitty creator defenders 😘❤️

(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ aub my darling my #1 as always 🖤🖤🖤

#under your bed <3 #ask #nn #aubrie #<3

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eyeless-cunt · 23 days

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coming back to the land of the living to say keep posting about ticci toby fuck his creator all my homies hate kastoway he's stupid and doesn't own shit. to all anons that want to send hate about the characters on this blog: shove it up your own ass bc no one else will! -🎃

i completely understand not using someone's character when they dont want you to and in any situation OTHER THAN kastoway i follow that, 100%! i dont use dr smiley for that reason out of respect for the creator. but like.... not kastoway bruh. also i don't make money off of him. also kastoway is a weirdo. pedo defending weirdo.

#bitches will go to LENGTHS to defend that weirdo on the Internet for whatever reason #do they want their dick sucked ? confused as to why #creepypasta #ask #nn #anon ask #🎃 anon

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eyeless-cunt · 23 days

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Stop reblogging shit about Ticci Toby. Why can't you ppl respect his creator and let that shit die already? This is why nobody can stand this toxic fucking trash heap of a fandom.

say it off anon now

#what a strange thing to send to someone #y'all should see my askbox 🤨#mf sent multiple things they're so mad lololololol #nn #ask #anon ask #pussy shit idk

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eyeless-cunt · 2 months

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I want to stir a straw in Ej’s dickhole and slurp his jizz right from the balls like a sweet juice on a warm’s summer day ❤️❤️❤️

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eyeless-cunt · 2 months

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is this person 10 years old or just new to being alive in general

"im not being mean im being honest 💅😘" Facebook karen rant core. never thought id see the day. this person is 13 or 33 no in between. either way someone gotta take their phone.

Hi since everyone wants to act like they know me I'm the anon who is tired of people making the pastas as pussies who don't murder for a living! ☺️ every time I scroll through Creepypasta tags on tumbler or legit ANYWHERE You guys always paint them as Uwu guys and the girls aren't any better they all act the same. I'd rather have “boring” cannon pasta than the way y'all are writing them and for everybody saying I should try writing I actually do! I'm working on a fic right for my friend and I'm not being mean I'm being honest have a fantastic day everybody 💫

I suggest you aren't looking hard enough. @eyeless-cunt writes fantastic 'realistic' creep fanfiction/headcanons. Although I will say, I have not seen one blog where a creep doesn't murder for a living. Especially on mine, they all have a designated career path that will either involve killing or some sort of torture.

This is not a space to complain about what you do and don't like about this community. Perhaps if it was in a more civilized manner, that would be different scenario.

I mentioned in my previous reply to your ask, fanfiction usually comes from a need a support. The support is romance in most blogs, because that's the premise of fanfiction. I'm not quite sure why you're on my blog if you don't enjoy the concept of my writing. It takes less effort and energy to find another blog, or even just ask around to see if there's any blog recommendations that people have for more gruesome creepypastas. Even just typing Creepypasta tw gore or tw death into the Tumblr search will get you where you need to go.

All in all, it doesn't matter what fandom you're in, this is a common concept to romanticize things. If you want realistic-type fictional killers to swoon over, the slasher fandom might be where you want to head toward.

If you'd like a realistic/gruesome take, I'd happy to write it for you. Otherwise, I wish you luck on your fic, and I'd love to see how realistic you've made the creeps out to be.

#who cares bruh #leave people alone #if people wanna write soft domestic shit let them #creepypasta police strikes again in the year 2024 #i don't think ive actually seen anyone complain about this shit in years #have we time traveled ? is this 2017?#reblog #kitty #kitty im so sorry lmao what the hell is this

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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this was so funny.😭 i need to make another one of these soon

BEN Drowned vs SCP-049. Who wins?

don't know entirely too much about 049 but i would ASSUME ben. simply because he's already dead. there's not much to poison or any flesh to control. id love to hear what y'all think about it though.

I love polls

#creepypasta #ask #nn #anon ask #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta headcanon #ben drowned #scp 049 #poll bracket #fandom polls #creepypasta poll #scp poll #reblog

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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I’m currently being cancelled on tiktok for writing fucked up shit. Therefor, i demand the absolute most vile, fucked up headcanons you got. I mean absolutely traumatize me EC. I dare you. You won’t.

oh boy. no idea what that's about but a request is a request so.

TW/CW: Some of these aren't my personal hcs. Just writing fucked up shit to write fucked up shit. Cannibalism. Child death. Forced abortion. We are Killing Pregnant Women Today! Slight implied animal abuse. Suicide. We are having sex with God and Eating Them. Being sacrilegious and blasphemous. Corruption kink. Maggots. Night terrors and Hallucinations. Gore. Implied Car Accident Death. LJ, Ben, Toby.

Starting off strong here. We all know and understand LJ's hatred towards happy children and loving parents/caretakers. This hate extends towards happy expecting couples. Those newly weds who've finally gotten their lives together and are ready to start a family. Those families who are expecting their first child, excited and ready for happy days to follow. LJ finds the most fulfillment in tearing these people down. He takes his time with it. Letting the dog out, coloring on the walls, starting facets and leaving hard candies in random places. Once they know something is deeply wrong he'll up the ante. Stress the dog out, make it jumpy and quick to bite. When they wake they'll find candy under their tongue. Wails in the middle of the night will wake them constantly. The grand finale will come when they're packing their bags, ready to leave and never come back to this horror house. But he won't let them. He'll drag the person with the full stomach, the growing life into a locked room while their partner screams and wails on the other side of the door, hopelessly kicking and clawing at a door that just won't fucking budge. He'll wait months until the due date is almost here—he wants to claw an almost completely formed fetus out of them. He wants it to hurt. He wants to unlock the door once he's finished and watch it slowly open to reveal a horrifying display of guts and gore. To him there's nothing more addictive than watching the partner fall to the floor and scream, not being able to do anything other than cry and tremble.

Ben doesn't know where he went wrong but it's a few hundred years too late. How can he clean up his messes? How could these people ever forgive him? He's killed thousands, driven children to suicide and mothers to murder. He wishes he regretted it a little more. Maybe then he'd be forgiven. Should he lay out his sins at the altar and beg God for their company? Will a prayer absolve his sins? Or will spreading God open and taking the forgiveness he needs to feel better end up being the solution? The holiness of this intimacy is sacred. Would bending over an angel and taking their innocence grant him an immunity or would it damn him forever? If he ate a piece of their purity would he become pure? All it takes is an eye, a clamp down on their neck, the blood of God in his system. Could he make an angel scream for him? Taste this human impurity. Take a piece of the human he used to be and taste what you've created. Feel this pain. Taste this suffering on my tongue. Can you get a feel of what human existence is all about as you suck between my legs? You can create the human existence, so can't you replicate it as well? Fuck like a human, cum like a human. Kill like a human and eat like a fucking human. Eat my eyes and lick the sockets clean as I say a prayer for you. You created this chest, so take everything inside of it. Break open the ribcage and chew through the tissue. This heart is yours<3

Toby will never stop getting nightmares of his half dead sister in the middle of the night. The smell of ammonia leads him to believe there are maggots crawling through her veins that he can't quite make out in the dark. It makes him wonder what else he can't see. Does her skin still have that glow? Or has it all but rotted off her bones–a question he thinks he knows the answer to as he hears the noises she makes against the floorboards. It's a wet sound, like a used washcloth dragging against the ground. Toby is far too scared to close his eyes. Too guilty. Is he upsetting her by shaking in the corner, scared and horrifed? Does she wonder what she's done wrong to receive this sort of treatment? When all she's done is die, he has no reason to be afraid. His sister is still his sister, even if her guts are on the outside now. Could he hold her still? Or is she meant to stay on that side of the room, just a bleeding watcher in the doorway? Could he comfort her for once? Or is there enough comfort in the passenger seat of that car, enough safety in the metal frame that stays lodged in her skull. Does she still need comfort now that she's dead? Can she feel the refuge of death and the stillness of the air in this room? Maybe now it's too late for his attempt of giving back.

#creepypasta #ask #anon ask #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta headcanon #laughing jack #ben drowned #ticci toby #creepy pasta #creepypasta ask blog #reblog

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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yandere toby catching his obsession masturbating head cannon 👉👈

uhhhh....yes ? absolutely ?

CW/TW: SEXUAL THEMES, MINORS BEGONE, (18+) Yandere themes, voyeurism. Fem reader. masturbation obviously. This is a short drabble, hence the read more.

He didn't mean to peek this time, albeit usually he did peek when he could. He just wanted to see you after the argument you had earlier. Toby was stressed out for an hour, tossing and turning over it, mulling over the words you said in his head. While neither of you were necessarily wrong he still felt compelled to apologize, just for helping to make an argument in the first place maybe.

Toby stood at the top of the stairs and took a deep breath. He hated conflict when it came to you. Especially when he was here visiting. A loud thump came from your room, the door drifting ajar. He guessed you didn't lock it this time, knowing you forgot to lock it often, always complaining about waking up to a wide open doorway. "Then maybe close the window? The wind blows it open." You'd laugh, telling him you'd just remember to lock it next time.

A small gasp came from your room. He stalked closer, wondering what was happening that caused the thump and a gasp. Another bug crawling in your sheets maybe? Although he figured you would have came running by now if that was the case. He looked through growing gap into your room and immediately stopped in his tracks.

There you were on the bed, bare with your legs spread open over the blankets. You sighed, two fingers spreading apart what made him almost fall to his knees. He'd never been this close as he watched. Normally he was outside the window or down the hall when you thought you were home alone and being loud. He didn't care if that made him a creep, so long as you didn't find out. Here he was, standing outside your door that slowly blew more and more open, hard in his jeans.

You let out a soft moan, obviously trying to be quiet since you knew thought Toby was just downstairs. You couldn't help but imagine him being the one touching you, even if it was impossible. You felt like a creep imagining him overtop you, but what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. If only you knew how similarly he thought. You imagined how he'd probably be shy as he touched, nervous but gentle with you. The image caused you to ache, clenching around nothing. Toby was much more attractive than he thought he was, years of being in the mountains making for a rougher man than he previously had been.

Your back arched as you fit a finger inside, gasping for air that just wasn't enough. You couldn't help but moan just a bit louder, the feeling of being finger fucked too good. Toby watched awestruck as you pushed another finger inside, your other hand dancing around your now puffy clit. His hand slowly went for his zipper, almost completely unable to stop himself from pulling himself out and stroking at the same pace you fingered yourself. He felt a bit guilty, but that soon vanished as he rutted into his own hands, the pleasure making that a thought unworthy of existence.

He wondered what he had to do to get inside that room and touch you himself. He genuinely was starting to become completely unable to stop himself. Watching you grind into your own hand was driving him up a fucking wall, his mind aggravated as he watched your cunt leak right in front of him.

Toby knew he had to pull back. If he kept watching and touching himself he'd soon barge in there and make a mistake. He backed away slowly, basically having to unglue himself from his previous spot. He stood at the top of the stairs catching his breath. The second he was out of sight and had cleaned himself up was when you opened your eyes to see the door was wide open. You immediately felt embarrassed. What if your guest had walked past to go to the bathroom? He would have seen everything. You pulled your hand away, albeit frustrated about it, and got up to shut the door. As you stood in the doorway however, you felt compelled to peek out.

Only to find Toby at the top of the stairs, probably coming this way to use the bathroom. You froze immediately in embarrassment, acutely aware of the wetness that dripped down from your pussy. He knew you were there, but he couldn't look up from his phone to pretend notice you yet. Not until he was closer. He felt you freeze in your place and it took everything in him not to smile at the perfectness of it all. The absurdity of the situation caused his heart to pick back up again.

You watched as he slowly looked up from his phone, feet stalling just two feet away from you. There you stupidly stood, frozen and deeply embarrassed. The red on your face burned as you watched Toby go wide eyed, his breath seemingly catching and even completely ceasing at a point. He knew his reaction would be taken as innocent shock, but really it was his mind going a million miles per hour as his body attempted to keep his heart from stalling and giving out like a shitbox.

Silence. No movement. Two completely different emotions were spiralling around this hall, with you wondering how you'd ever be able to invite him over again without shame.

"I told you to close the window. The wind blows it open." You nodded. You'd remember next time.

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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SINNERS VANISH 👎👎👎 BOOOOOO 🍅

Eyeless Cunt’s Rules (Most likely)

I know this is about two years too late but I figure that it’s better super fucking late rather than never :)

As you all know I don’t typically have much I won’t write, but I think I’ll do this for fun anyways >;)

Every creep blog besides mine (even the NEW ONES) has rules and I feel LEFT OUT)

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What I write For:

Creepypasta

Marble Hornets

Scp (Occasionally and only if I know the SCP)

Horror

What DO I write:

Fics

Headcannons

Imagines

Matchups (Not seriously—I just insult you the entire time)

Shitposts

Commissions

Characters I write for:

All of them

IM STILL WRITING FOR TOBY FUCK KASTOWAY

Characters I do not write for:

Some of them—this includes;

SEXUAL OFFENDERMAN

TRENDERMAN

DR. SMILEY (a stolen character and I’m respecting the OGs creator’s wishes)

not sure why I have to say this but...HEROBRINE

SLASHERS (I stopped running my slasher blog,, too much work)

I THINK THAT’S IT

Topics I will write:

All of them

Topics I will not write:

Some of them—this includes;

Pregnancy

Marriage

Holiday type shit

Anything too domestic

family type shit

Rape (explicitly...however it does get mentioned in one of my most popular fics. I will ALWAYS have a trigger warning)

I think that’s it

Do I write NSFW?

Yes. Ask me for whatever kink, if I don’t wanna do it I’ll just delete it and be on my merry way—no worries.

Do I write Gore?

This is a horror blog. Take a wild guess, my adoring whore.

When can you send in requests?

Check my bio and it’ll tell you if they’re open or not

When can I ask you for a paid commission?

Check my bio and it’ll tell you.

Here’s the link info to my commission info

Do you write in other places?

I do!!!!! Although it’s all original work, not fandom. Here’s the links to my current books :)

Anathema (Completed)

Searching For Smoke (Almost Completed)

DEAD WORLD (....not complete)

Other places you can reach me:

Email— [email protected]

My side blogs!—

personal: @killersucc

Personal Writing blog: @killersux

art blog: @1-800-angelish (this is also the @/ for my instagram art account) (that i no longer have access to)

And the rest if you happen to come across them (:

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here’s the link to the artist that drew my current pfp

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HERE’S MY MASTERLIST

Here’s a second link in case that one doesn’t work

Here’s what to do in case neither link works

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Is that all?

Yeah I think so. If I think of anything else I’ll make sure to add it.

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I Reblog This Post Everytime My Rules Are Broken. Be Reminded Of Your Sins And Perish, Ghastly Whore.

#the whores are at it again #mun post #creepypasta blog #blog rules #reblog #creepypasta

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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My bbg, Toby Rogers.

Wowee I love drawing for a dead Fandom, absolutely sublime 💯🗣‼️

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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BUCKSHOT ROULETTE (ft. Toby :3)

He'd find this game extremely funny I think.

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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I completely forgot to post this here, tumblr feels like a middle child

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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There's a snake in my pants-

that’s your cock now

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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you’ve got to be jeff the kidding me

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eyeless-cunt · 3 months

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Yandere hoodie fucking you into next week 👀

i agree

CW/TW: Smut. Minors do not interact or I'll eat you alive. Yandere themes. Mentions of drug abuse. Corruption kink goes brrrr.

Hoodie isn't very passionate about most things. He doesn't give much thought to the things that don't matter to him. This moment right here and right now is all that currently matters in his head. Unlike Masky, he's much more laid back. Maybe not in the sense you think of, but while Masky is out there in the forest doing whatever it is that psychotic and deranged masked men do at night, Hoodie is far too worried about getting you on top of him.

He doesn't care that there was something Masky needed him for tonight. He doesn't care about the static and otherworldly being that's the cause of him and his friends pill abuse. All he cares about right now are the sounds you make as you ride him in some vacant building he brought you to at 2am. You didn't ask why you were there, you knew you wouldn't get a response. Maybe a grunt.

To you, a few things matter. You normally care a bit about safety and your life. Unfortunately–right now–you're too worried about the way his hand wraps around your throat and squeezes to care about this building collapsing in on you. You're even more worried about getting him inside you than you are about rusty and torn apart metal being scattered around you.

You couldn't care less about things that normally you'd care a lot about. Hoodie just seems to have that affect on you, the idea that nothing besides what's happening right now matters. It's not only because of his persuasive and easy going nature, but also because he always follows through. If Hoodie tells you he's going to tear you apart, he will. If he tells you he's going to kill your mother, he will. So when Hoodie says he wants to ruin you and you simply laugh, thinking it's just him being a bit dramatic with his words, he thinks you don't seem to realize how serious he is.

Ruin is exactly what he does to you. He puts you in an unsafe situation and makes you beg for more. Hoodie watches you grind on him, the noises you make echoing throughout the empty concrete building and amplifying the danger of getting caught. You can't help but lose your mind as he grips your throat with one hand, the other moving to position himself. He'll slam into you, not giving you time to breathe or adjust, but from experience you already knew that was how this was going to happen.

He'll watch as you practically fall over yourself to keep him inside, your body shaking with adrenaline. You'll say his name over and over and over again like you're praying, and he'll think you are.

And then when you're sweating and exhausted from riding him and your knees are locking up, he'll put a hand on your hip and slam you back down again, his other hand reaching for whatever last crushed cigarettes or blunts he has left.

"Jus' keep going, we'll switch soon."

You know that could be a lie. You'll switch when he decides he'd rather bend you over. He lights what's basically a roach, barely anything left to it. His head drops to lay against the cold floor, now both hands on your hips as he helps you move. You hear him mumble something under his breath, but can't care enough to listen closer and he pushes his hips into you, causing you to gasp.

Hoodie will flip you onto your knees when he's finally relaxed enough to put some effort in. He can only put in enough to make you feel good, but he doesn't want you to come close until he's ready.

You feel your body slipping from your grasp as he takes you from behind, his fingers running through your hair, only for him to take you by the scalp and pull as he slams into you. You're basically a puddle on the floor at this point, your insides clenching as you spasm with what might be pleasure and a good mix of exhaustion and overstimulation on all fronts. He knows you're almost done but he can't help but push you to whatever imaginary limit he's settled on in his head. Just know you'll be here on this disgusting floor for an amount of time you can't even begin to possibly calculate in your current state of mind.

#why dont yall like this one 🙄#ask #nn #anon ask #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta headcannons #Creepypasta smut #creepypasta nsft #hoodie #hoodie smut #hoodie x reader #hoodie nsft #hoodie nsfw

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eyeless-cunt · 4 months

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“Don’t. Move.”

- Do you think if you stand really still he cannot notice/see your ass??

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eyeless-cunt · 4 months

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he just got a little beaten up

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