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Gee, I hope Toby doesn’t find me and take me to the slendermansion while I take these pictures…….
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What I’m about to say makes no sense, but I’m saying it anyway. Toby looks like fall. His dark brown hair and eyes. The dark and cool/ earthy tones he wears. His pale skin which makes it look like he’s always cold. How he’s usually in hoodies, sweaters that are also cool/ earthy colors. How hes usually in the woods and probably smells like the trees and the leaves. The way he looks so good with fall backgrounds of orange, red and yellow. Toby looks like fall.
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OMFG THIS IS BEAUTIFUL 🥺❤️
NINA WITH PINK AND BLACK BOX BRAIDS. NINA WITH PINK AND BLACK BOX BRAIDS
BEGGING SOMEONE TO DRAW IT
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AHHHHHH SO COOL
Nina in kinda else way // box braids
Messy.
Idea: @seireitonin <3
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Now that Toby’s officially 30 can we use his 25-30 year old designs?? I think they look so cool wtf truly underrated Toby designs
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Your post about Nina with pink and black box braids made me so happy so I went straight to work, I hope you like it!!
(Sorry if it's not the best, it's late here 🙏🏽)
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 so cute
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Heyy, since it's Toby's bday tmmrw (28th of April) can u pls make some hd how he would spend it w his s'o/partner (if he would even celebrate it lol)
How would Toby celebrate his birthday with his partner?
They are definitely setting something on fire
One giant birthday candle just for him
Maybe an abandoned building?
Singing happy birthday with a piece of cake with a building burning sounds like his kind of night
Also he expects a gift
He’s awesome so why not?
He likes t- shirts and goggles in different colors
He never got to properly celebrate his birthday because of his awful home life
He would usually try to ignore the day because it brought back memories of how his life used to be
But now that he’s free?
He’s loud, rebellious and obnoxious
As he holds his partners hand looking at the fire, he smiles wide and big
Gone are his days of constant sadness and gloominess
Even his worst days as a proxy and killer are better than his best days at his old childhood home
He hugs his partner
“You’re the best gift I could ever ask for”
Usually he doesn’t say stuff like that
But he felt genuinely happy in that moment
It doesn’t get better than this
He never thought anyone but his mom and sister would show him genuine love
He never thought he would feel that love again
Then his partner loved him despite his flaws and now he’ll never let them go
He’s also gonna wanna rough house
He’s a guy after all
So running, jumping, wrestling all that
Gets extra touchy and playful when he’s happy
So he’s gonna hug and kiss his partner lots more
Obnoxious and full of affection
He’s free. He’s truly free
He’s free to be himself
Hes 30 and able to just be. Just exist and be accepted with his partner
He’s definitely gonna want to show his partner all the tricks he learned on a skateboard and other little skills too
His guitar playing skills, too
Because he wants to show off extra hard on his special day
His partner doesn’t mind though, it’s why they love him
He’s also definitely gonna do more stupid shit
Make a flame thrower from scratch with hair spray and a lighter
Get a bunch of piercings because he can’t feel them
Blind axe throwing
How could they not love him and his antics?
They show even more affection than usual because Toby really likes it in moments like this
Definitely getting Toby gifts that’s relate to inside jokes between them
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOBY!!! HES 30 TODAY!!!!
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Send requests I need my brain to do something:3
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I love how my friends quotes become my vocal stims. Like damn I really fuck with you guys fr.
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Also one last thing then I’m done: if you want to promote yourself it’s not a good idea to literally shame the people who are supposed to be liking/ consuming your content. For example now that the people who ship characters or find comfort in the characters feel shamed, they most likely won’t want anything to do with your content. A lot of people won’t feel welcome in the space you’re creating and your content with be associated with how shitty you made them feel. So yeah. Not a great idea imho. But whatever.
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“If you can’t write, don’t!” Wow. Just wow. Literally half the characters in this fandom are “poorly written” but we still love them. Anyway. Please remember that is fandom is meant to encourage creativity and fun. No one is good at writing their first few tries and you’re not “unintelligent or a stupid child” like that post said because you’re not perfect at it. Keep trying. Keep being creative. Keep having fun. Keep finding comfort in these characters and in this fandom like we always have. One of the reasons the characters have a lot of depth and personality is because the fandom took them in and gave them that. Whether people want to acknowledge that or not.
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“You guys just make Jeff and emo that you drool over!1!2” And? Who gives a fuck? Emo culture has always been part of Creepypasta too. They’re very connected. We all know Jeff isn’t “canonically” like that but it’s fun and goofy and of it’s time. Who fucking cares? Also he’s not a 13 year old. It’s weird because Jeff’s age was never a problem till the modern fandom now??? Like his story left it so open to interpretation. Back in the day everyone seemed to understand that. The story literally says “current age and whereabouts unknown” be he ages and he can be any age depending on the context and time period of your story. He can literally be 13-45. Crazy. Yeah I sound like a bitch in these posts kinda. I just hate the “better than you” mindset
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Quick rant on some stupid discourse
“This fandom doesn’t take horror seriously!1!!1!1 it’s just a bunch of ocs!1!1!1!1😡” Bro, Creepypasta has always been goofy af. Even the word“Creepypasta” sounds goofy. Literally every Creepypasta Character is someone’s oc, made my a traumatized angsty teen or young adult in 2011-2016. You expect us to read some silly shit like Jeff the Killer and be shaking in our boots? (Still like Jeff btw) Get real. I like the “realistic and scary” portrayals of the Creepypasta characters too! But I also love fanon. This fandom was literally based off fun. I hate when ppl come with this “im better than you” mindset bc they don’t like fanon/ want them to be scary only. I really can’t stand it. This fandom has always been based on fun and comfort. Everyone made the popular Creepypasta characters for fun and sometimes to vent/ be a self insert. Ppl are acting like we didn’t have comics and fics where they lived in a mansion together and chilled like a family with a y/n insert because ppl were comforted by these characters , myself included. Ppl act like we didn’t always have goofy/ silly fan art. Ppl act like these aren’t vent characters that brought comfort to lots of ppl. Ppl act like the creators themselves didn’t make silly, goofy fun content with their own characters. (Laughing jack, ticci Toby, bloody painter, etc for example all their creators drew them/ portrayed in fun ways in content I still rewatch) Let’s not forget our roots. Creepypasta (the character based side of it) is still so loved and popular because of the fun stuff like that that people can look back on fondly. Why does it make you so mad that ppl want to use the characters differently than you/ make fanon content? So these “ocs” are only decent/ okay when you use them your way and have your seal of approval??? Please be serious. This is coming from someone who likes Fanon and canon. One isn’t better than the other. You’re not better than everyone else because you want to make them “realistic and scary” let that mindset go. Let people have fun. Let people find comfort where they want. Seeing people having fun and being comforted shouldn’t make you mad. The block button exists and is free. Just block them and only interact with the side of the fandom you want to see. There’s multiple sides of it. I block content I don’t want to see all the time. Doesn’t mean I hate these people or their content, I just don’t want to see it personally. But I don’t go around unironically shaming people for content I don’t like. Because that’s dumb. (Unless it’s something awful like using offenderman, demonizing mental illness etc I have called people out for this, semi - respectfully before) Shaming people for not portraying Creepypasta characters made my angsty teens and adults in the way you specifically want to see them/ be portrayed is just so silly. This fandom doesn’t revolve around you and what you want. Or anyone for that matter. Respect other people. No one’s “better” than anyone. Because everyone sees and uses and portrays the characters differently and that’s always been the best part of this fandom. The freedom, creativity, fun and comfort. That’s how it’s always been. Nothings changed.
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Btw, please only draw her w box braids if you’re gonna draw her black. This is a black cultural hairstyle that’s very important to us!! So please don’t be insensitive :)) (you obviously don’t have to draw her black if you’re not using box braids :3)
NINA WITH PINK AND BLACK BOX BRAIDS. NINA WITH PINK AND BLACK BOX BRAIDS
BEGGING SOMEONE TO DRAW IT
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Reposting bc I’m actually proud of this
I just saw your fic/hc of if toby had kids, it's so good btw!! :3
I'm in a mischievous mood, how would he react if one of/both of the kids died? Like he took his eyes off them for one second. I feel like because they most likely live in a forest setting, it would be something like going on a lake when it's iced over and then falling through.
This is so sad omg :( but let me try my best (you really want to sob huh?😭)
Toby If His Kids Died
He’d never ever recover
He’d never ever ever EVER forgive himself
He looked away for one second
Just one
But that second is all it took
The ice was thin and his kids not knowing any better, stood on it together, falling in
Toby heard the sound of the ice breaking and the two loud splashes
He turned around as quickly as he could only to see the open hole where they once were
Trapped under the ice as Toby tried to get them out
He was too late
He pulls them out and does everything he could
CPR, shaking them softly, calling out there names
“Please…wake up…please…please…please! Talk to me! Open your eyes! Please….i need you…I love you! Your dad needs you! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
When they don’t respond it destroys him
He hits the ground, screams and sobs
Just truly broken
Out of everything that he’s been through in his life, this was the most painful, unbearable, heart shattering thing he’s ever been through
His world was gone in a second
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! I love you! I failed you! I’m so sorry”
He sobs out as he hugs them to his chest, wishing they’d hug him back, and tell him they’re okay
Their skin, freezing cold, their clothes, soaking wet
He carries them home, putting them in their beds, trying to warm them up, one last time
How was he going to face his significant other?
He meets them at the front door, falling to his knees and hugging their legs, ear piercing sobs
“They’re gone…they’re gone”
“W-what?!”
“They fell in the lake and got trapped in the ice! I was too late! I-“
He can’t continue, falling victim to his sobs
His significant other, starts to scream and sob along with him, pushing Toby off in anger
“This is your fault! This is your fucking fault!”
They’re just confused and angry and full of grief like he is
“Why weren’t you watching them?! How could you let this happen?!”
“I turned away for one second! It was a second! One second! I promise!”
“Look what it cost us! Look what you did! You destroy everything you fucking touch!”
“Please….im sorry! I’m sorry!”
He couldn’t even say that wasn’t true
Every person he loved, every person who depended on him, he’s let die
Lyra is dead. His mom was probably dead. Now…his children….are gone
He’s a failure. And everyone around him had to pay the price
His significant other, and Toby bury them on a hill, where they all had a picnic once.
They put their favorite toys on the graves, saying goodbye to their bundles of joy
Life is unfair, huh?
Toby and his partner try to stay together
But they could never look at Toby the same way
They wouldn’t look Toby in the eyes or in the face
They could only see their children in Toby’s features
Toby tried to touch them, to hold them, to comfort them
He could hear them, sobbing quietly in the night with their back turned to him
The guilt eats him alive
But they didn’t want Toby’s touch, not ever again
Their meals were silent
They exchanged minimal words
What do you say? What do you do?
They couldn’t take it anymore
They packed all their things and had one final conversation with the man they once had a life with
“Toby…”
“Please…no”
“Toby….i can’t do this anymore…. I can’t”
“Please….stay”
“I love you, Toby. But I can never forgive you.”
“Don’t…”
“Our children’s empty rooms are up there. I can’t….stay. Every where I turn….I see them. It’s like they’re haunting us. I can’t stay here, Tobias. Neither should you.”
“Please! You’re all I have left! I….please! You’re all I have left…”
“You lost me a long time ago. Goodbye. Tobias”
They were gone, just like that
It’s just Toby in this empty home
A home once filled with love and joy was now filled with grief and pain
He started to have a tic attack
And no one was here to help him through it
He sobs out again, the reality hitting him harder and harder with every passing second
With no one around
He starts to have hallucinations again
He sees the ghosts of his children, like he saw the ghost of Lyra
“Why didn’t you save us?”
“I tried! I tried! You know I…I love you!”
“Then why did you let us die?!”
“Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop!”
He started picking and chewing at his fingers, pulling his hair, hitting himself in the head
Old habits from when he was 17
He turns to alcohol
He made a promise to never be like his dad
He’s sticking to it in his own way
He can never abuse his family. He has no family
He’s often drunk most of the time now
Sometimes just so he can sleep
But even when he sleeps all he can hear is the ice breaking, the ice cold water, the last moments of his kids
Masky and Hoodie find him in his home
“Toby. You have to start coming on missions again. We can’t keep covering for you. You know what Slenderman will do to you if you don’t”
“Let him kill me. I don’t care. I died a long time ago”
He takes another swig from his bottle as he talks to them, slurring a bit
“He should’ve…let me die….when I was 25”
“You can’t even stand can you?”
“Fuck you! Fuck you!”
He starts to scream
“My family is gone! I lost my family, TWICE! You think I care about missions anymore?! You think I care about anything anymore?! Huh?! I dont give a fuck about my life!”
Masky lets out a sigh
“You know, you always were emotional. Although, I kinda miss when you were a hyper and upbeat annoying little shit. I wonder if your children were the same?”
Toby immediately pulls his hatchets out and starts swinging, sloppy, but still dangerous
“Don’t you ever fucking talk about them!”
Hoody catches his arms and pushes him back on the couch
“He didn’t mean it like that.”
“I don’t give a fuck! I’ll kill him!”
“You can’t even stand up straight”
The room was spinning. He wasn’t wrong
“Just…let me die. Let me die…here”
They look at him
He’s malnourished. His skin paler than ever. His self inflicted wounds, just open because no one was there to help patch him up. The dark circles under his eyes, prominent. His eyes themselves, hollow and empty
Masky warms up some instant noodles from the cabinet
“Eat. Now”
“Fuck you”
“Toby. Please” Hoodie says, concerned
He reluctantly takes it and eats slowly unable to finish, putting it on the table in front of him
“See that…toy truck over there?”
He points to a red toy pickup truck, untouched and in the same place his son left it.
“That was my son’s favorite. He told me…he liked it so much….because it looked like….mine.”
He points to a doll with fluffy brown hair
“See that? My daughter….loved it…said it had hair like me”
He can’t take it anymore. He starts to sob. He doesn’t even care about looking tough anymore
“Fuck! They’re gone! They’re gone!”
Toby puts his head in his hands and just sobs
What else could he do?
This was his first time talking about it with someone else
They sit with him, putting their hands on his shoulders, comforting him
They didn’t always get along though out the years
But they could put that aside for something like this
“Brain. You died. Brought back by….Slenderman. How do you feel?”
He already knew what Toby was implying
“Don’t even think about it Toby. I may be alive again. But my body isn’t mine anymore and I’m a slave to Slenderman. You know that. You don’t want that for your children. They’ll belong to him and have a life of suffering. So…let them rest”
It was selfish thinking on Toby’s part. But he’d do anything to have them back
But he knew better. He wouldn’t actually go through with that idea
Toby’s mood swings are worse than ever
Extreme sadness, to extreme numbness to extreme anger
That’s it
He couldn’t feel happiness anymore
It died with his kids
It left with his significant other
Constant panic attacks
Constant nightmares
Constant hallucinations
And besides the occasional visit from Masky and Hoodie
He was alone
And….maybe it’s better this way
The words ring in his head every day
“You destroy everything you fucking touch!”
A shell of a person
Doesn’t leave his house anymore, unless it’s to visit his children’s graves
Hopes he’ll see his ex partner there one day
Wants to ask if they have nightmares too and if they still wake up and think of the life they had together
Wants to end his own life, but was cursed with immortality or at least long lasting life
He wants nothing more than to see his family again
Both of them
Blames himself every day
Will literally never not blame himself
He will never move on or be happy again
So he spends his days in the empty home, looking at once was
“Please….forgive me. I love you.”
He holds a picture of his kids to his chest as he falls asleep into another nightmare
Not that real life was any better
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