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eldritch-nightmare · 9 months

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can i request jeff, jane, nina, and liu all having feelings for the same fem!reader? i want to see them all just realize that they like the same person and i need to see the drama unfold and you can choose who the reader ends up with! thanks :))

a/n: of course! hope you enjoy, and thanks for sending in the request <3

jeff, jane, nina and liu falling for the same fem!reader.

warnings: reader is a creepypasta, the mansion is a thing here yes, mentions of stalking, swearing, mentions of blood, this is actually pretty lighthearted so dw there's nothing dark in here, you can tell i tried really hard not to use y/n but alas i had no choice, i giggled a lot writing this tbh.

Well, how the hell did this happen? You might be wondering that. Allow me to tell you.

It all begins with Jeff. He meets you first, and therefore he falls first. It was an accident, really, one that he intended on keeping a secret. And by keeping it a secret, I mean only his two most trusted companions know about it.

Let's just say BEN is never being told anything ever again because the little shit told Sally, and that's how Nina found out about you. Sally just innocently told her that Jeff had feelings for you during a tea party, and now Nina is very curious about you because, well, who is this silly woman who stole Jeff's heart?

Nina obviously does the most logical thing, and she stalks you a bit. She had to learn more about you! She was curious, and she wanted to know what it was about you that caught Jeff's attention the way it did!

Whatever it was, it caught her attention as well because suddenly her heart started racing whenever she saw you and when you spoke to her she could barely keep herself together.

Next to learn about Jeff's feelings for you was Jane. Jane, as we all know, wants to kill Jeff. Seeing that you were suddenly hanging around both Jeff and Nina certainly caught her attention. She needed to know if you were going to get in the way of her plans the way Nina has a habit of doing.

And fuck. At first, she didn't particularly care much about you after deciding you weren't an obstacle. You were just some random chick that caught Jeff and Nina's attention, nothing more and nothing less.

Then, one day, she saw you return to the mansion covered in blood. And holy. Holy shit. Oh my. She suddenly became very aware of your presence whenever you were around, and she found herself falling for you the same way Jeff and Nina have.

The last one to fall for you is definitely Liu. He does keep tabs on everyone who comes into contact with Jeff, but he doesn't particularly learn anything about them unless it helps him to achieve his goal, and he ultimately decides that he doesn't need to learn about you. He's not the type to use Jeff's friendships against him.

No, he met you purely by coincidence. Not even at the mansion, he was just out visiting his parent's (and his) graves, and well, turns out someone you cared about is buried in the same cemetery! The world sure is a small place, isn't it? One thing leads to another and suddenly he's falling for you too.

So, now all four of them have feelings for you and it goes like this: Jeff knows Nina (And Liu, but shh.) has feelings for you, Nina knows Jeff has feelings for you, Jane knows both Nina and Jeff have feelings for you, and Liu knows that Jeff, Nina, and Jane have feelings for you. And you? You're oblivious to all of this. It's a weird, complex mess.

It's even more of a mess when all their feelings for you are thrown out to the ground in front of you. On the off chance that you somehow managed to get the four of them into a room together, it's Liu who admits his feelings first. You were just making a joke about how Liu might be in love with you since he was being such a gentleman helping you with whatever task you had.

And Liu? Well, his response was something along the lines of, "You're only now noticing?"

And that made you pause. And everyone else pause. You're the one to break the silence first, "Did... did you just confess to me? Is this a confession?" But before Liu could even respond, it was Jane who spoke up next.

"Wait! Wait just a moment!" And she'll aggressively point at Liu, basically jabbing her finger into his chest, "You're telling me that you have feelings for her as well?" And she's shocked, truly, because how did she not notice that Enemy Number Two had feelings for you?

And that has Nina jumping in like, "Woah, hold on a sec, you have feelings for Y/n as well? Since when??"

And the three bicker amongst themselves while you turn your gaze to Jeff because, surely, he doesn't have feelings for you as well, right? You would be wrong.

"In my defense, I fell for you first."

Now, none of them would pressure you into deciding who to date but it is clear that they would at least like to know if you have feelings for any of them.

If you have feelings for none of them, then they would respect that. Nina would obviously pout, but she'd cheer up rather quickly and treat you the way she normally does. Jeff would be hurt and would probably distance himself from you a bit, but he still values you as a friend. Similar to Jeff, Jane would probably distance herself from you as well, but she'd miss your company too much so you two would go back to being friends relatively quickly. Liu understands. He honestly wasn't even expecting anything to come out of his feelings for you, he just didn't want to keep them from you because it felt weird hiding them. You're still going to be a good friend to him.

If you have feelings for Jeff, then boy oh boy will that make him happy. He wouldn't shove it into Liu's face because I mean, c'mon, that's his brother, but Nina and Jane? They're probably never going to hear the end of it. She picked me over you, how's that make you feel? Terrible, right? I hope it does.

If you have feelings for Jane, she will probably tense up a bit as she processes this information. She'd get a bit shy as well, awkwardly coughing into her fist and going quiet. She's not the type to rub it into anyone's face that you chose her, but she'll definitely use this to mock Jeff in the future.

If you have feelings for Nina, she will be ecstatic! Overjoyed! Honestly, she'll have to restrain herself from picking you up and spinning you around from how happy she is! She seems like the type of person to hiss at the other three (especially Jane) if they get too close to you, but she wouldn't rub it in their faces. Well... she might. But just a bit.

If you have feelings for Liu, then he would like... actually be caught off guard. He was completely content with staying friends with you, so he honestly didn't know how to process the fact that you returned his feelings. He's happy, nonetheless! Now, he isn't the type to rub his relationship into the faces of people he dislikes, but Sully is, so. But none of that matters to Liu, he's just happy you like him back.

#anon #jeff the killer x reader #jane the killer x reader #nina the killer x reader #homicidal liu x reader #jeff the killer x you #jane the killer x you #nina the killer x you #homicidal liu x you #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta

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r0tting-writter · 7 days

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NINA X FEM READER FLUFF FANFIC

Tags: cuddling, kissing, cuteness aggression, light biting, Nina fluff!!!

Overview: You and Nina are girlfriends who live together and after a long week you both take the day off to have alone time with each other <3

You're sitting in your bedroom reading on your bed, engrossed in your book. Soon your attention is drawn away to the book because of the sound of the door opening.

You look over to see your girlfriend Nina walk into the room seemingly giddy. "Hey y/n!!" Nina says excitedly. "Hi love! How are you?" You reply sweetly. "I'm good thanks for asking!" Nina smiles. You chuckle lovingly at the sight of Nina. You and Nina have been dating for a while now and you both still love each other endlessly.

Nina happily walks over to you and lays next to you on the bed. The soft pitter patter of rain drops hitting the window can be heard as you close the book. Nina moves closer to you until she's as close as she can. "What were you reading love?" Nina says in between exited giggles. Nina loves you a lot so she giggles a lot when she gets too excited around you. "Oh, just that book I bought recently. What did you do today?" You turn around to face her and hold her close to you. "Mmmm nothing much.. Thanks for asking love!" Nina kisses your cheek along with a light nibble as well. You both just lay there next to each other, enjoying the opportunity to simply be around each other. You both lightly converse with each other until eventually both of you drift off to sleep <3

#nina the killer x reader #nina the killer #fluff #fan fic writing #nina the killer x you #creepypasta x reader

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bogusboxed · 2 years

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Boxtober - Day 30: “Letters Written In Blood.”

Day 30: -Nina The Killer (Old Ver.) X GN!Reader “I know what this looks like.” x Dear Diary

-I do not own “Nina The Killer” and do not take credit for her.

Trigger Warning(s): Use of feminine nicknames, PTSD, Violence, Darker topics.

The door creaked as your hand came into contact with it. It’d been weeks since you’d been in your home. You didn’t even know if you’d call it home at this point. However, they swore they sanitized every square inch of your place, and it sure as hell smelt like it. The house might have been cleansed, but the memories that once were there stayed there. The memories of what went down still plague your mind: the taunting, the endless hiding, and the blood. The blood was the worst. You could still mentally picture where every splatter was, yet there was no trace of it ever happening if you told yourself three weeks ago that a serial killer would hunt you down. You’d probably laugh and brush it off. Three weeks ago, you’d been warned multiple times on the news to pack up and leave, but you didn’t.

And that’s left you with a tightly worn bandage coating your left arm. You could feel its strain, reminding you exactly why it was there. That's because of your naive outlook on everything. You almost lost your life to the infamous Jeff the Killer. He had a stupid name, yet that same stupid name made you shiver. That name made you want to crawl up into a ball and vanish. You felt vulnerable and alone. Days ago, you had people surrounding you wishing you well, and now you were by yourself in the same position as the day he attacked you. It is crazy how the media will absorb someone’s trauma for a week and glamorize it to the fullest extent. Then, in a good week or two, they’ll drop it faster than a hot pan.

Your arm was itchy under all of the bandages, but you couldn’t itch it due to the stitches. The stitches were trying their best to cover up the four-inch deep stab wound. However, if the press and the media were good at anything. It was pity, and that pity dead-ass paid all your medical bills. The doctors told you to rest easy to allow the wound to recover. But, how could you rest in the same house where it occurred? You inhaled as you tried to relax, taking it all in even with the feeling he’d try to finish the job.

You stood in your living room silently remembering the joy of being lazy on the couch. But, whenever you tried to think of something good, it’d be ruined by his face. The chlorine was almost enough to burn your nose, but you just weren’t focused enough on that. The house was oddly cold and dark. There were no lights on, and only a sliver of sun came in through the windows from the outside. You were just too scared to interact with any of your surroundings, thinking if you made a noise he’d appear. You took a deep breath, allowing yourself to once again try to adapt to your house. It’d only be a matter of days before people started knocking on your door for interviews and whatnot. You sat awkwardly on your couch like a kid at a family reunion with no one they knew. You let your shoulders drop as you grabbed the black remote on the coffee table. You turned on your TV, letting your fingers get used to the buttons. The first thing shown was your face on the news with the headline “Infamous Jeff the Killer strikes again on an innocent alone at home!” They made you sound pathetic. It couldn’t have been good for your mental health to watch that.

As you were changing the channel, your door’s letter slit was abruptly opened. Your heart dropped and started to race. As you found yourself frozen like a deer in headlights, you just couldn’t bring yourself to think it was him. As you unwillingly looked at the door, it stood the same. It wasn’t ajar or anything. Like nothing had happened. As you were slightly relaxed, your eyes tracked down the door to see a small letter lying at the bottom of the door. Your heart spiked, but not like before. You knew you’d get a few people from the press asking what happened, but not this early. You just got home. You weren’t ready to talk about it yet and have the entire internet mocking you. You swallowed nervously as you got up with caution. You walked to the letter slowly as if it’d explode. You crouched, grabbing the flimsy paper as you brought it to your kitchen table. You looked at the letter as you muttered something.

You dropped it on the table as you backed away. The letter was covered in streaks of crimson. You were at a loss for words. Was this some fucked up prank a teenager pulled? Your mouth was open as you swallowed thickly. Tears soon formed. You were too traumatized from that night to even do anything. You weren’t going to let that night hold you back. At least that's what you told yourself as you opened the red letter. The letter was sealed with a red wax symbol of an O with an X in the middle. As you peeled it off, the paper had red liquid bleeding from it. The ink must have been fresh. You open it slowly. The letter was barely eligible, but you got the message. The letter consisted of asking how great it must have felt and how jealous the person was. You feel disgusted and pity for whoever wrote it.

They fantasized about a guy who was so fucking greasy you could cook seven platters of bacon on his hair alone.

The writing ranged from joy to pure spite. It had threats laced throughout it. It wasn’t your fault that he broke into your house. You had and have no intention of ever seeing him again, let alone in that way. Thinking about him in that way made you want to puke. At the end of the letter were the words "Love XD, Nina The Killer XOXOXO." You looked at your cabinet as you grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. You wrote a letter back stating never to contact you again or you’d get the authorities on them.

You also suggested getting mental help because they liked a real serial killer, which is disgusting. You didn’t want to know if that was real blood or not. As you sealed the letter, you went to your door and slipped the note through. You had no clue if it’d reach them or not, but it put you at ease. It still makes you sick to the core to know that someone idolized that shit-bag. They idolized that man so much that they named themselves after him.

You wondered if it was a mentally-ill teenager who was on the verge of snapping or something else. Good thing you wouldn’t have to wait long to find that out.

It’d now been weeks since this had been going on. Every so often, most of the time at night, you’d get a letter slipped through your door. And you’d read it and proceed to write one back. You didn’t know why you didn’t report them to the police, and neither did they know. Maybe you found some comfort in knowing someone was watching you. Okay, maybe it sounds out of line, but, whoever it was, they promised to take Jeff off your hands if he pulled up. It gave you a sense of assurance that they would do anything for him. You weren’t the most comfortable knowing that fact. You knew they’d probably skin you alive for him, but you were praying for that 5-minute gap of time when they’d be distracted by him.

It was a normal day, like any other day. You woke up, read your letters, and responded. Well, that’s how you thought it was going to go. You walked into your living room to see yet another letter. As you walked to your door and crouched. You heard audio from your television. "SHIT,’ ‘I know what this looks like!" a feminine voice chirped as they turned the audio down. You stood still. Your heart was racing unevenly as your hands began to tremble. Your palms grew sweaty as your vision blurred. Someone was in your house. You reached for the doorknob, but you were quickly stopped by a much stronger force.

"Please, no please." you stopped as someone had a strong grip on your side as he did. You gave up, unable to fight back. You didn’t have the mental capacity for it. You could feel your insides start to hyperventilate as you made no move to run. As you felt tears effortlessly run down your face. You could feel yourself making quick pleas to whoever was standing between you.

"Bestie, cheer up, it’s going to be okay," the lady said behind you. "I'm not here to hurt you, BFF," she cheerfully said as you froze, attempting to turn. She slowly faced you with a large-cut smile like him. You faced the ground, shaking your head violently. "Chillax," she hummed as she forced you to look at her. She wore all-scene clothing, from the Kandi on her wrists to the colored raccoon hair. You didn't understand how she could act so normal under the circumstances that she had just broken into your house and had been stalking you for weeks on end. You felt her grab your hand. She transferred one of her bracelets to you. She brought you in for a hug. "It’s okay, bestie, don't let your crown fall," she smiled. You couldn’t speak. "I—Are you the one giving me letters?" you asked her quietly. "Yes babe, that’s me." she laughed excitedly when you recognized her. "Kinda happy I fucked up 'cause now I can tote just take what Jeff’s touched!" she chirped. "Huh?" your eyes slowly darted to her blue ones. "Imma be the next crime scene cleaner and cherish what he’s left, bestie!" she told you her plan. "Ever wonder where your used bandages go?’ ‘had to take 'em!’ ‘They smell just like him," she spoke as if it was normal to say those things.

"Nina?" you looked at her for her answer. "Yep, that’s me, Nina!’ ‘You should totes get MySpace and add me hon!" she rang. You flinched in pain as you looked at your arm. The bandage was turning a crimson red quickly. "Lemme clean it for you." she smiled as if she couldn’t bear to do anything else. She dragged you to your kitchen. She grabbed the correct medical supply. She’s been stalking you. She knew where everything was and how everything was supposed to go. It sent a quick and urgent chill down your spine. She grabbed both of your sides and placed you onto the countertop with ease. "Your BFF is here to clean that wound." She posed with a scalp to cut the bandage. You weren’t sure why you weren’t running or screaming. Maybe you were just in shock.

Nina carefully grabbed your arm and started to cut the bandage. Your tears fell onto the top of her hand. She squinted her eyes at you as she tried to ignore them. "This still has the DNA of him’ ‘Y'know, it takes seven months for the touch to fully go!" Nina hummed as you felt a heavy weight on the inside. "Why haven’t you gone after him’ ‘why are you still here with me?" you choked out of your light sobs. "Because queen his DNA is still here plus I have no fucking clue where he is ‘I’m trying to find my Jeffie poo and when I do I’ll leave" Nina chuckled as she purposefully touched the inside of your wound. You flinched. She raised her digits to her mouth with a smile. She licked the blood. You sat there aggressively staring. It wasn’t like you could do anything else in your state. You didn’t know, but you felt scared and even saddened to hear she would leave you. You were scared he was going to strike again, and you wanted her to keep you safe. "I-I don’t want you to go," you whispered. But she heard you fully. Her motion came to a full stop as she looked at you. In complete and utter shock. "Huh?" her voice was soft and confused. "I’m scared." you don’t know why you were telling her, but you felt inclined to. She looked to the ground.

"No one’s said that before," she said quietly, almost to the point where you didn’t even hear her. Almost in disbelief, someone could feel the need to have her around. "Coolio", Nina played it off as she tightened your bandage. "Looks good!" she smiled harder as you scooted yourself off the counter. "T-Thank you." you were still shaken up, but you managed to spit it out. "Your welcome bestie" she posed as if she was going to take a photo. She hummed something incoherent as she soon left the room by skipping out. You could still hear her, but you knew she wasn’t going to stay for long.

You stood still for a while, not sure how to take it all in properly or even what to say about what had just happened to you, so you just stood there. Your breath was uneven from the sudden rush of adrenaline you’d just been forced to have. You weren’t sure why you had no intention of calling for help, and it made you feel worse that she trusted you enough not to do anything. She knew your home better than you did. She knew what your thinking process was, leaving you defenseless from her wrath. Her wrath was that she invaded your personal space whenever she felt like it. But, for some reason, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. You liked her company because she was the only one to stick around even when your case wasn’t a top priority anymore.

You liked being special in her eyes, even if it was fucked up. But, you weren’t even sure why. So, that's why you found it in yourself to research her name. As you loaded up your laptop, wary of her watching you, you didn’t feel like she was. And as the computer fully processed, you opened up your search engine. You typed up her made-up name as you watched the results spike. She was on the news in central parts of your state and you had no clue. You could feel something on the inside being induced into a sense of pain. She’d hurt people for that monster. Though she hadn’t killed anyone besides her family, she was still a major problem. You felt sick when you felt a sense of relief come through. You felt safe. You shouldn’t have felt safe; you should've felt something far from it. From the article, you see it’d been a few years since everything had gone down and she had recently turned twenty-three.

And even after all these years, she still had MySpace and wore what she wanted. She had no intention of even giving up. She enjoyed following him to the ends of the earth. Even if it meant being shown on the news to thousands of people who may have known her. She didn’t care if she made herself vulnerable in anyone's eyes; she just wanted to be with him. Even if it killed her, that was something you didn’t understand. You didn’t get why she loved him so much. You tried to understand, but it never worked out. You saw her as more than a friend. Even if you didn't have nearly the connection she had to Jeff, you still cared for her. And it made you feel terrible that she could view someone in that light. You felt the urge to try and change her. You knew that it would never work, but a part of you wanted to try it. Try and fix her. Even if that was impossible. She had the heart to change, but you just couldn’t figure out if you were enough to change her. As you shut down, comforted with the amount of research you’d done on her. You thought to yourself, thinking of any way to help her condition out as you made your way to bed.

As you changed and shifted beneath your covers, you were just trying to figure out your life. You could hear your breath stifle. You wanted to keep her around, but she was just too mentally out of it. You could never be enough for her. You could never provide the adrenaline she so desperately wanted, but you wanted to. You didn’t want to hurt anyone but also liked her being around. She brought you comfort when no one else did with her notes. Even if, at times, it felt like you were reading her own personal diary with the way she started her letters. You eventually fall right asleep, feeling the warmth of the blankets surrounding you.

It was deep in the night, whilst you had been asleep, that you awoke to the sound of footsteps in your home. You didn’t mind at first due to being delirious from just waking up. You were about to go back to sleep as you tiredly rubbed your eyes when you suddenly heard something fall. It sounded like metal hitting the floor, like dropping a pan or two on the kitchen floor. And it makes your heart spike as you snap yourself up from the comfort of your sheets. The room suddenly wasn’t nearly as comfortable as it was moments ago, and you could feel your heart racing. Your hair stuck to your forehead as your hands shook violently, not knowing what to do.

You weren’t going to leave the comfort of your room to investigate. You couldn’t. You mentally and physically couldn’t because of the way you froze. But, the more you sat on your mattress, the more you questioned if the event had even happened or not. If you had even heard the metal in the first place, or if you were just having a traumatic response, and against all odds, you found yourself getting out of bed, even when you swore up and down you wouldn’t. Still, you were getting out of the comfort of your bed to discover the truth. To see if there was someone or if it was all in your mind. Though you had to admit, a part of you felt it was Nina in your kitchen.

You fumbled with your doorknob as you could feel yourself instinctively hesitate. But, still, you managed to get through your anxieties and push through literally. And as you made it through, you couldn’t hear much of anything anymore. You allowed your guard to fall as you walked to the kitchen, assuming that’s where the noise had stemmed from. You looked around to see muddy footprints on the flooring. You froze, seeing various intrusive images of that night run through your head. Those footprints looked much too large to be yours or Nina’s. They looked too dirty and different to be either of yours. Someone was inside your house, and you hadn’t the slightest idea who it was. You could feel your heart getting into flight or fight mode as you made a dash for the landline phone. And as you reached for it, you were pushed to the floor.

"Not so fast," a familiar male voice said to you as you pressed up against a cabinet on the floor. You cursed to yourself, looking up at the figure as you started to hyperventilate, seeing the unforgettable face of Jeff The Killer. He was back to finish the job. To finish what he started. He had his knife in one hand as he had the phone in the other. He raised his knife as he cut the cord. He tossed the now useless phone next to you as you shifted away. You could feel sweat forming just from the reckless action you took with no thought. He, on the other hand, seemed entertained by your state. He looked at you then, at his knife as he held it to the side, letting the light hit it. And as the artificial rays blared onto the metal, you could see a crimson color staining the grey. You swallowed hard, knowing he was only there to mock your terrifled look.

You tried to get away further as he tilted his head, getting closer to your trembling form. "Go to sleep," he tried to announce as glass shattered to your left. A smaller figure made themselves present as they jumped around recklessly. "OMG Jeffy poo!" Nina’s high-pitched voice rang throughout the building as he froze in place. His features formed into an annoyed glare as he pulled himself away from you, seeing as he had larger problems to deal with. "I thought I told you to stay the fuck away!" he cursed at her loudly as she frowned comically. She seemed almost animated with the way she responded to his criticism. "But I love you!" Nina raised her voice to match Jeff’s as he huffed and approached her violently. He was uncontrollable with the way he made his way to her as she just hopped around in excitement.

You decided to take this as your five-minute gap to get out of the situation. And as you unwillingly got up abruptly from your stop, you could feel an ounce of pity buried in your stomach as you turned back. You could see her figure being optimistic as he was only violent in the way he walked. He adjusted his grip on his knife and you felt your soul get mentally crushed. You moved without thinking as you pursued Jeff, grabbing his wrist just in time. He had his knife aiming right for her neck as you held his wrist, stopping him. You could’ve just let it happen, but you didn’t. You defended her from being killed. Nina bounced back way too late, and you could see a glimpse of betrayal in her eyes.

"No fucking way," Jeff muttered, looking at your grip as he eased away from you. He laughed at you defending her, finding it extremely comedic that you’d try to save her. Nina stood behind it all with a gaze like no other. She looked between the both of you as her eyebrows furrowed. She got in between the both of you as Jeff tried again. She fought back, defending you in the process. You pushed yourself backward keeping yourself away from the aggressive violence taking place right in front of you. You’d manage to change Nina’s perspective. If only for a moment. She changed it for a subtle moment and changed everything just to protect you. As the two fought viciously, you could only sit back and watch. You had the urge to run, but you couldn’t leave Nina there even if you weren’t much help.

You could see blood spatter on the floor as it had once before, but only now it wasn’t you. It was his. It was his blood he was losing to her. He was going to die at her hands if only she had the willpower. Though, as much as you wished she’d just killed him, it wasn’t possible in her mental process as Jeff lay sprawled out on the floor. He was out cold, just lying motionlessly with blood running effortlessly from his nose. Nina pulled away, huffing with visible teary eyes. His cheeks ran with tears as she turned to you with a soft gaze. You instantly stood still as she ran to you, hugging you. Her tear-stained face was only submerged in more tears as she cried into your shoulder. She muttered multiple "thank you’s" and other things to praise you as you just took it in. You couldn’t do much for her state, as she just thanked you. She was thankful to you for saving her life, just like she’d done for you. And it seemed like letters would never be enough to keep them together. Changing the twisted thoughts into something sweeter. Something that wouldn’t hurt and, without knowing it, you saved each other from a dreadful end at the hands of Jeff.

A/N - Happy Halloween!! Enjoy this longer post! Also I apologize for any mistakes made I'm extremely sleepy rn! <3

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r0s3m4ry-mp3 · 11 months

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HELP ME AND @vampghoul MADE LIKE CREEPYPASTA FAKE TWITTER POSTS AND IM LITERALLY CRYING RN

CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY OR WHATEVER

I stand by that some the older creepypastas probably barely know how to use twitter and cant change their pfp💔❗❗

#creepy pasta #creepypasta #crp #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta smut #creepypasta x you #emh #everymanhybrid #jeff the killer #ticci toby #nina the killer #judge angels #bloody painter #ben drowned #sally williams #slender man #jane the killer

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alexiseatzbeez · 3 months

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💖🔪you make me smile, valentine !!🔪💖

Nina always gets me out of art block ty Nina Hopkins ily 🫶

Anyway I wanna make more cheesy valentines cards so here’s this one. I changed her design a little from how I usually draw her (hair, smile, piercings, outfit)

Here’s more versions and a speedpaint !!

#art tag #procreate #procreate art #digital art #digital artist #fanart #character design #creepypasta x you #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta nina the killer #creepypasta Nina #nina the killer fanart #nina the killer art #nina the killer #nina hopkins #valentine #valentine art #valentine cards

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rubyafton · 10 months

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thignkinh about the new toby...mmm he put worms in my brain...can i see more og him please

You mean.. Like this??

The hair was tricky :/

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oddshroom · 5 months

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The fanarts by shatterdankles and antlergrave, make me giggle and kick my feet

Embracing the canon & rejecting the fanon

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tryingtofindava · 4 months

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𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩*ೃ༄

(Includes: Jeff the Killer, EJ, Ticci Toby, Nina the Killer, Kate the Chaser.)

: ̗̀➛Back to source

╰┈➤ 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Wasn’t ready for it.

Like…

At all.

What are you actually supposed to do when you walk into your partner doing their makeup to look like you…?

He stared at the makeup around your mouth that was mimicking his cut smile.

He’d think it was real if he hadn’t seen the makeup brush in hand and the darkest red eyeshadow you could get on the vanity.

His exact words were:

“What the actual fuck are you doing??”

You explained the whole shower makeup thing to him. He personally thinks you’re weird for this. Why do your makeup just to wash it off?

He doesn’t come in your room anymore before you go in the shower…

╰┈➤ 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤

Another one who wasn’t ready for it.

He’d forgotten his scalpel for his… night activities…

“Hey, have you seen- … Why are you blue…?”

He stared at you intensely waiting for some answers.

He doesn’t know what’s going on since his eye sight is, like, REALLY BAD.

You drop the makeup brush, eyes wide. Blabbering about pre-shower makeup and how it’s practically a ritual.

Riiighhttttt…

He’ll laugh about it later though, won’t look at you doing your makeup the same EVER again.

╰┈➤ 𝐓𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲

Woahhhhhhh!

“MY TURN!”

HIM NEXT, HIM NEXT, HIM NEXT!

He wants to have a go!

He loves when you do your makeup, he feels like he’s getting in on something he shouldn’t know…

You’ll be sharing the stool of your vanity, brushing the makeup brush against his skin. As he try’s to sit as still as possible giggling as the brush tickles his skin.

(I searched it up, people w cipa respond well to tickling.)

He over all just loves when you do his pre-shower makeup. He feels like he’s getting pampered.

He’s a chancer and will try to join you in the shower too. (It’s up to you how it goes though)

╰┈➤ 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

She came into your room to borrow you bronzer for her pre-shower makeup!!

She’s excited as fuck since she thought she was the only girl in the manor who did this.

“I’ll do yours if you do mine!!”

Girlys ecstatic.

Like with Toby, it becomes a ritual of sorts and you guys ALWAYS!! Have to do it together.

And before you guys head into separate bathrooms to shower, lots of selfies will be taken to remember each time.

Like a get ready with me shower edition™

╰┈➤ 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫

Knows exactly what’s happening when she walks in.

She knew all too well from witnessing this exact routine with Nina.

All she wanted was some loving from her girlfriend and now she has to wait until you wash all the makeup off during your shower.

That may turn into an everything shower due to embarrassment from getting caught.

“Pfft…”

She’ll snort out a laugh, before closing the door and coming back in after your shower.

Will tease you about it as you guys snuggle though.

✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #jeff the killer x y/n #jeff the killer x you #jeff the killer x reader #eyeless jack x y/n #eyeless jack x reader #ticci toby x fem reader #ticci toby x y/n #nina the killer x reader #nina the killer #kate the chaser x you #kate the chaser x reader #kate milens x reader

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jimmy-johns-was-taken · 4 months

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Helllooo ^^

Could i request an enemies to lovers trope (im a sucker for it 😔) w EJ, Hoodie and Jane?

OH MY STARS I AM DOWN BAD FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS

frick I love this ask

Enemies to lovers with Jane the killer, Hoodie, and Eyeless Jack

All is below the cut :)

Jane the Killer :

Probably thought you were working with Jeff for a while

I’d imagine you were maybe friends with BEN? Since BEN and Jeff are close

Jane assumed you and Jeff were at least on good terms

And she HATED it

Hated you, for being friends with him

Would verbally fight with you, except she would never let you speak or explain yourself

But one day it all changed!!!!

You and Jeff got into a heated argument and Jane talked to you after, having this “I told you he was shit” attitude

You yelled at Jane, telling her that you and Jeff were never friends and in fact, you disliked Jeff

“Oh…”

Oops

But from then you and Jane bonded

Took a little while, but I’d imagine you found something in common and it started from there

Eventually she confessed, becuz we all know that Jane would confess first (we would all be way to scared to)

And now y’all hate on Jeff together!!!

Hoodie :

You were a new proxy, a very uhhhh, energetic one?

You were always go go go, loud, etc

And Hoodie, while he didn’t mind it at first (hell he even enjoyed it), very slowly got annoyed

Then, one day, you and him are on a mission together and you fuck up

You fix it quickly, killing them fast after missing the first time

But he was enraged

Yelled at you for fucking up

Since then, he refused to go on missions with you

But one day, you Toby and Cody all go on a mission together

It goes wonderfully and y’all even stop at like Waffle House after

Hoodie finds this out after you all come in laughing your asses off and having a good time

He likes your laugh

From that point, he tries to listen for it more, and then lowkey starts to be around you more

He doesn’t really talk much, not until he over hears you say something that you like and he also likes

And then after a mission, he offers to buy you it or bring you to a restaurant with it (let’s say you both like the same kind of coffee or pastry or something idk)

And you immediately agree

And then it just blossoms? He realizes that you weren’t that bad, you just had a bad day and fucked up

Everyone fucks up now and then, and that’s ok. Everyone makes mistakes and life moves on, it’s normal.

You teach him that life is nothing without some kind of failure, and for that he is forever grateful

Eyeless Jack :

At first, he wanted to eat you

Then, once he learned that you were a new resident in the forest, he just left you alone

Jack doesn’t hate without reason, I could see him disliking someone for being annoying, but never without a reason ya know?

I’d imagine one day you got in the middle of his kill, costing him a new meal

He was pissed, duh

Would not talk to you, refused to help you, etc

And you felt TERRIBLE

So, one day, you show up at his cabin with a couple of meals for him, all an assortment of organs and such

You ramble on about how you didn’t know which one he liked best and that you overthought it and panicked and so you just grabbed an arrangement

He was grateful

Then one day you got hurt, he helped you and patched you up

And then you two started a small routine where you would bring him some food, he would patch you up and get you some supplies

Eventually y’all just moved in together cuz it was more convenient and easier for everyone (and totally not cuz you had a big crush on him no no no-)

And eventually y’all are just like “yo I hated u at first but like can we date?”

Like of course Jack would make it romantic (as romantic as an eyeless demon could be) and will do better than just “we’re dating now, idc what you say”

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #ticci toby #ben drowned #eyeless jack #jane the killer #jeff the killer #nina the killer #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x you #jane the killer x reader #hoodie x reader #Masky/Tim and Brian/hoodie are originally marble hornets characters #enimes to lovers

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bogusboxed · 2 years

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Boxtober - Day 8: “Wish Upon A Star”

Day 8: - Nina The Killer (2021) X GN!Reader "Shooting Stars" X “Do you remember?”

-I do not own "Nina The Killer" and do not take credit for her.

-Rating: Teens & Up.

PROLOGUE

You had various maps and trackers in your hand as you still tried to support your weight. It was so heavy on your frame as you struggled to keep up with Nina. It was late in the night, and you had school tomorrow. But, here you were with Nina again. In the middle of nowhere what could possibly go wrong? "Hurry up, Reader!’ ‘I know Jeff is right around the corner!" she was updating her MySpace while she dragged you along. You could barely see the area in front of you as you just blindly followed Nina.

You two were in the middle of a desolate field with a forest in the distance. "I can’t carry all of this shit!" you complained, feeling the weight of her fangirling dragging you down. You knew you shouldn’t support her love for a literal serial killer, but you couldn’t turn her down. She saved you in middle school way too many times to complain to her now. There wasn't any turning back from this and both of you knew it. "C'mon, bestie!" she smiled wildly as her Kandi bracelets shook in the air, sounding like a maraca.

You didn’t know how she didn’t develop carpal tunnel or even lose complete blood flow in her arms. And along with that, she had mismatched colored gloves and wild-colored hair. From her jet-black hair to the pink raccoon stripes occasionally peeking through. Over the time you two had been friends, you figured out she was a scene kid. It was pretty obvious from just taking a look at her, but even to add onto that she also had the stereotypical personality down to a T.

The wind blew hard on you two, as the night sky was the only thing illuminating your way. As you walked through the open field, you could see everything. As the pine smell prominently came your way as the relentless breeze hit both of you. But, neither of you cared enough to point it out. "I know he’s here!" her eyes reflected the stars as she cheered, looking toward you. "We’ll know when he’s here because we’ll either see him dump a body into the field or hear screaming." you took her out of her fantasies once more. The way she thought of him was crazy. When you two got back from this, you swore you were going to have her look up maladaptive daydreaming. "Okay pls stop being such a party pooper." she tended to use online lingo as actual words. She was chronically online, but there were worse things. One was her being attracted to a murderer.

But, thinking of it now, with this dramatic sky and the natural surroundings. You thought about you and Nina. Even with all of the constant pacing and running you did all night. You had fun. You always have had fun with her. But, sometimes you’d worry you would lose her in a crowd or that she’d leave you. But, that day never came and it never would. Her neon-colored strands of hair mixed in with her black hair made it easy to tell where she was. And even when you thought you lost her, she would always find you and drag you back on the right track. You enjoyed being her friend. You didn't mind sticking with her even with all her flaws.

"Okay, he’s deff around here!" she chirped happily as she jumped over the tall grass trying to scope him out. "I can tell 'I can smell him and he smells like absolute ass," you muttered as she heard you complain about him. She pretended to be shocked and hurt, but she knew. You already communicated that you didn’t like Jeff and even had a distaste for him. That news made her confused but pretty happy. She was happy that you could never love him the way she did, but a little sad that you hated him. Normally she’d beat the shit out of anyone who dared to say that, but you were her closest friend. And you hadn’t tried to stop her, and in fact, you helped her try to find him. So you're allowed to criticize him to some extent in her eyes.

"No cool Reader!" she frowned jokingly as she dug into her pocket. She then pulled out her phone and took something from the stuff you were holding. "Hm," she muttered to herself. She was figuring out something and you hadn’t a clue what it could be. "What is it now?" you tilted your head toward her as she pitifully typed away. She made a pouty face as she grudgingly typed.

After some quiet silence, she made a noise that could’ve been guessed as a laugh as she smiled. You always felt her smile was off. Too large. Unnatural even, but you never told her. She soon went back to looking as she put her hand above her forehead. It looked like a salute, but she was leaning into it. She was exaggerating even while looking around. But, yet again, she has always been a drama queen. And even changed her bio to it. It made you cringe, but, even so, you didn’t say anything.

"Holy fuck!" her eyes lit up as she pointed at something in the horizon desperately. You felt a gut feeling to run. You felt something in your soul get ripped apart. You turned your head slowly. Your face was pale. It was Jeff The Killer in the far distance. But, he was still there. He was sitting on a log depressingly whilst sharpening his knife against something that looked like a bone. like a human skull. You felt your mouth go agape. "We need to run." you looked at her. Then, she turned to you, feeling insulted. "No!’ ‘I’ve spent my entire life looking for him!" Nina fought back as she stood up. "Reader, it's fine if you're too much of a pussy and a terrible friend not to allow me to talk to my crush, but you're not stopping me!" you could feel the disappointment and hurt in her tone.

You froze as she took off slowly. She was waiting for you. She wanted you to go with her. She needed you with her even with those words she spoke. You looked up at the sky and saw a shooting star blaze through the air. Its bright white glare zoomed across the ocean's blue night sky. You wished to the star that you two wouldn’t die. You picked up your feet as you followed her nervously. She picked up her speed realizing you were there. That night, you two encountered Jeff The Killer willingly. That night, he tried to kill you, but Nina was just too persistent, so she accidentally saved your life while achieving her own goals. Everything changed after that night. And now you’re left longing that you wished for something else on that star.

END OF PROLOGUE

Many years later, you were sitting in that same field with the same person. She has changed over the years. It took a while, but she changed. From her looks to her entire personality. That fateful night under the shooting star changed both of you. That night, you never came home. You never submitted that homework that was due, and you never would. Because on that night, you choose your fate. You then gazed at the terrain around the both of you. "It looks the same," you said, as you examined the tall trees and knee-high grass. The breeze also felt nostalgic as you gazed into the clear blue sky. "Yeah," Nina grumbled, moving her body away from yours respectfully. You kept the conversation going while marveling at the beauty and irony of the situation. Nina glanced up, looking at the far trees, then at you, then back to the floor. You could tell something was wrong. Maybe you two shouldn't have come back after all these years. Was it triggering something in her? I mean, it hurt you as well, but it was just too beautiful to not indulge in.

"Do you remember when you dressed scene?" you smiled at Nina, and from the corner of your eye, you saw her return it. "Don't," she jokingly told you off as her black hair flowed in the wind. You brought up anything you could in hopes of cheering her up. "How damaged was your hair back then?" you asked, glancing at her. You've always wanted to know this but never had the time or courage to ask. You just had to know how much hair spray had been infused into her hair. "Burnt," her eyes widened as she remembered her old haircut.

Even with all of her flaws, it was a pretty iconic look. "I wonder if those trackers are still scattered in the forest," you thought. The night you chased Nina and dropped everything to run faster. "Ben probably took 'em," she muttered, looking at you now. She had her head resting on her knees as she watched you carefully. She had a warm, calming gaze locked on you. You felt warm, even if the night was unforgivingly cold. The moonlight lit up your shared surroundings as you both just sat there taking it in. "Did you still update your MySpace after that night?" you asked her as she froze for a moment. "Yeah, whenever I could," she exhaled. You chuckled, thinking it was pretty funny. Even after almost dying, she kept up with her page.

"Do you think you would’ve done anything differently?" you spoke without thinking. You already knew the answer, but you said it nonetheless. "About the night?’ ``Yeah, I would've," Nina thought slowly as she took a moment. "I wouldn’t have been obsessed with Jeff and then I’d have listened to you instead of being a bitch." her words quickened with regret. You could just tell how she was feeling from her face and the way she was holding herself. "It’s not your fault", you tried to comfort her.

"Yes, it is.’ ‘Don’t lie ‘It’s all my fault." she hugged herself, pulling her knees to her chest. Trying to be as compact as possible. You could hear her exhale heavily. You could see the way her hands shook. "Don’t even try ‘If I hadn’t pressured you so much’ ‘You wouldn’t have done any of this.’ ‘And maybe you could've had a normal life if it wasn’t for me." her words slowly softened, making them sound like a whisper. Her eyes glistened in the moonlight. Having a tear unwillingly shed.

"I wouldn't have had a normal life.' 'I would have gone after you when you went missing and ended up here." you assured her it wasn't just her, but she just wouldn't take it in. She inhaled. She didn't speak, but you could tell her voice was shaky. "I’m so sorry, Reader." She looked at you, making eye contact. Her beautiful eyes competed with the sky itself. "It’s fine-" you tried to reach her, but she’d already made up her mind. "It’s not." Nina has and will hold that above her head for the rest of her life. You knew you couldn't say anything to change her mind. It was already set in stone.

You scooted toward her fragile figure before, leaning your head against hers. You shared your warmth with her. She sat there as you took her hand into yours. Her hands were cold and clammy as you gently rubbed them whilst having to support their complete weight. "I love you," you said something more empowering, even if it had slipped out. You knew she would listen to that. She looked at you frantically with widened eyes. "What would I do without you?" she cried into your shoulder as she held your hand.

She just broke down completely, allowing you to mend her back. You brushed her hair back with your hand as you exhaled. You wished she would just accept that you forgave her and that it wasn't just her. You could see, out of the corner of your eye, a light blaring from the sky. A shooting star flew through the sky once again, just like it did before. As you gazed at it, time seemed to slow down. You had a second chance. You thought about it, still able to hear her muffled crying. You whispered to the star under your breath, "I forgive you." before, you went back to taking care of your girlfriend, hoping she'd learn to forgive herself.

#day 8 #creepypasta #nina the killer x reader #Nina hopkins x you #nina the killer x you #nina the killer x y/n #nina hopkins x reader #fanfiction #fluffober #fictober22

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 10 months

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Hellooooo i wanted to ask what jeff, toby, nina and ben with a reader with 🍒 strech marks and if your not comfortable thats okay! You can do strech marks in genral!

Ive just been rlly insecure about mine😭

(Also i have no ideas about anons but can i be 🪸 anon if its open?)

Hello! I wouldn't say i was made uncomfortable by this request, rather, i feel like i wanted to kind of open up this ask to a wider audience! So i did end up just doing stretch marks in general. I would also like to say that I am very excited to write for Nina!! She's such an icon <333

Also, yes, 🪸 is open!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

Jeff is the type of guy to find stretch marks incredibly attractive

When you are cuddling, he runs his fingers across the marks

If he can, he will kiss them as well

Whenever he greets you, say, if he was coming home from a mission, he would kiss your lips, and run his ands across the areas your stretch marks are on

Finding out that you are insecure about your stretch marks genuinely shocks him

Like wdym the stretch marks are the best part

But if it makes you uncomfortable, he will stop publicly giving you affection to those spots

That won't stop him from trying his hardest to convince you that your stretch marks are amazing

If you wear clothing that shows off your marks, he will ~strangely~ become more physically affectionate

It gets him so excited when you are confident to show off your body, but again, if you aren't the type of person to show off your body, he obviously won't be bothered by that

The way he sees it, you are the most gorgeous person on the planet and seeing you so insecure about something that he thinks is wonderful about you makes him sad

And so, whenever you're insecure, he will always assure you that he's here for you and that he will absolutely support you so that you feel comfortable in your skin

He also likes to bite them IM SO SORRY

Nina

Personally, I feel like she'd be indifferent to your stretch marks

She's more of a personality person anyways, so she genuinly won't notice your insecurities unless you tell her about them

When you do tell her about them though, she will go out of her way to hype you up

"OH MY GOODNESS Y/N YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL IN THAT OUTFIT I LOVE YOU!!"

"Isn't my partner soooo beautiful and perfect? They're so special, I just wanna squish them until their eyes pop out of their sockets <333"

"BABY. IM GOING TO EAT YOU"

She definetly experiences cute aggression

I bet you couldn't guess

She is a bit of a loudmouth, so if you want her to simmer down about it, she would try her best but in the end, she just needs to share her love for you with the world

I think the most low-key she can get is occassionally she will squeal when she sees you, and sometimes she will lick your face

No, i will not elaborate

She's gonna do whatever you wanna do when it comes to comfort

Wanna hide them? She's got the concealer

Wanna embrace them? She will literally worship you until you are all flustered and embarassed, giggling and begging her to stop

Just want some lighthearted comfort? She will sit in your lap and look into your eyes lovingly, kissing your nose occasionally and laying on your shoulder the rest of the time

Toby

He's so wholesome with it, bless him

He's absolutely the type of gyy to give your marks little nicknames

Bearclaws, Tiger marks, etc

He understands being insecure about them, as he is a very insecure person himself

And so, when you tell him about your insecurities he will comfort you in the way he likes to be comforted

He will hold you protectively, keeping his nose buried in your sweet smelling hair, and rubbing small circles around the marks

If you aren't in the mood to be held, he will lay on his stomach in between your legs, tracing the marks and counting them

Or if you just want to be distracted from your body, he will turn on some calm music, and ramble all his thoughts to you as you rub his head

Publicly he doesn't do much with your stretch marks

He doesn't want you to be embarrassed

If you want him to show more public affection to your marks, you'll have to tell him

He will oblige happily, of course

He will come up behind you, place his hands pn your hips and sway the both of you side to side, whispering into your ear how beautiful you are, how happy you make him, how much he loves you, etc

Definitely the best out of the list to have for comfort

BEN

Like Jeff, he finds stretch marks to be very attractive

Though, he understands if you are insecure about them

He teases you about it (lovingly)

"But baby they're so hot! What do you mean you hate them??"

"Aww come on, you're gonna deny me your full beauty?"

Most of the time, you will have to tell him about your insecurities whilst he plays a video game

He's listening, i promise, he just refuses to not play video games

If you are in a really sad mood though, he'll pause the game, and rotate the chair over to look at you

He'll beckon you over with a "c'mere", and as you stand in front of him, he will hug you and rest his chin on your lower stomach, looking up at you with a smile and kissing your hipbones

He'll talk to you softly, asking if you wanna sit with him

And as you sit on his lap, he continues to play his game, bragging to everyone on vc how gorgeous his partner is

He absolutely gets trolled for being a simp, but he knows you need it and above all, wants you to be happy

Publicly, he will also brag to people about how beautiful you are

Especially to Jeff since he sees him the most

"Oh my god dude, PLEASE shut up"

"You're just jealous you don't have a partner that's literally the most gorgeous person to ever exist. It's understandable, really. I mean, i know i would be"

"*stressed jeff noises*"

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grvyrd-drms · 9 months

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creepypasta piercing hcs!!!???!!!

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A/N: inspo from me finally stretched my ears to 0g!!! i also didn't include brian or tim, because their irl actors didn't have any. :)

characters: toby, jeff, ben, e. jack, nina, sally, jane, liu, jane, clockwork/natalie, zero, kate, jason, helen/bloody painter, puppeteer, jason, judge angels, cody/x-virus, sally

cw: mentions of piercing infections, manic episodes, and pps LOL

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toby: my boy is DECKED OUT in shit!! double eyebrows and nostrils, bridge, smiley, septum, snakebites, cheeks, practically every ear piercing. had a belly button at one point (someone please draw this) but was too insecure to show it off so he took it out. on top of this sluttiness he also has dreams of getting a pp one 🤭 but only when he's manic. prefers to do his own, mostly does them during his ✨episodes✨. the one good thing about his CIPA is he can just get whatever he wants. has to be reminded to clean them.

jeff: his skin is super sensitive and he absolutely does not take care of anything so he's had to take a ton out, but he's managed to keep a few. he def has 00g gauges and a septum, left eyebrow, a few helixes, tried a lip ring and tongue but they got nasty infections. the infirmary hates him.

ben: since he's in link's body, he already has basic lobes. i like the idea that he can kind of change his appearance (being a ghost and all) so he added some more hoops along his elf ass ears. keeps trying to dare jeff into getting his nipples and belly button done (it's not working).

e. jack: has his basic lobes. was too much of a mama's boy to get any facial piercings and was too much of a wuss to get more ear piercings. and honestly??? he's been deterred away from getting more because of jeff.

nina: OMG snakebites, medusa, tongue, septum, nostril, triple lobes and helix on either side, nipples. belly button with cute ass Y2K dangly jewelry. owns half of the claire's store earring collection.

sally: has her basic lobes with the cutest little gold bow earrings <3

jane: kept her basic lobes and her seconds, both are little hoops. silver girly for life!!! doesn't really like any other body mods or such.

liu: do his staples count has one basic lobe on his right. lil hoop in it :3 wanted to be 'rebellious' 👹.

natalie: eyebrow (on the opposite side of the clock), triple lobe, industrial on left side and double helix on the right. belly button. has a nose ring on her right, with a skinny gold hoop in it. doesn't care for metals at all, they're all mixed (monster) she learned from her clock eye to keep her body clean, so she regularly cleans them. go girl!!'

zero: stretched her ears to 16mm, tongue and septum. doesn't go crazy but she's dedicated to her gauges.

puppeteer: he's sexy so has to have stretched ears. they're only at 00g cause he likes them noticeable but not too big.

bloody painter: literally nothing except an eyebrow on his left. toby thinks its odd. secretly afraid of needles so he sticks to what he has.

judge angels: basic lobes, both tragus and a helix on her left and she's happy with it. she likes that it adds a bit of sparkle to her look but its not excessive unlike some people.

jason: he's a SLUT!!!!!!!!! has dick piercings. im not gonna look them up cause i don't feel like seeing pps but he... he has a few. has his basic lobes, nipples and belly button as well.

kate: i feel like she doesn't really care about her appearance, so she used to have basic lobes but they closed cause she never put them in. is intrigued by the idea of having a ton but she knows she could never commit herself to the upkeep. admires toby's from a distance.

cody/x-virus: got influenced (peer pressured) into getting a few due to toby. HAS to make sure everything is properly sterilized beforehand and will usually do them himself to make sure. double lobes, a tongue, both eyebrows, both helixes and a snug on his right. cleans them all twice a day.

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imtotallyokandnormal · 3 months

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》☆MY CREEPYPASTA AU LORE!!!☆《

Howdy! So I mentioned that I was making my own creepypasta au, and I wanna share the lore I have so far! This post will be a collection of a few things I've thought of, I'll try organizing it as best as I can! :>

(Hopefully this isn't too similar to anyone else's au, if it is then it wasn't intentional!)

》☆The Operator☆《

Ok let's start off with the tall guy. Slenderman is still a very big part of my au, but it's primarily referred to as The Operator or The Boss (and is referred to with he/him or it/its pronouns by the creeps, it doesn't care about what pronouns are used though). It is less of a physical entity and more of something that infects your mind like a parasite. However, it can manifest a physical body and interact with the world around it, though it takes effort to do so. Nobody knows its motive or origins, just that it appeared one day and decided not to ever leave.

The Operator communicates with the proxies through hallucinations, mostly auditory and visual ones but sometimes it uses a proxy's other senses to get a specific message across. This means the hallucinations can range from small annoyances (like making you see and hear faint static in the middle of doing something, or making you see him standing in the corner) to large horrible experiences (like making you live in an actual nightmare and overloading/depriving your senses). These larger-scale hallucinations are usually only done in The Manor because The Operator uses its abilities best in an environment it fully controls. However, this doesn't mean it's impossible for The Operator to give someone those hallucinations on earth, it just takes more effort. It can also implant words and phrases into a proxy's mind as a message ("bring Toby, foyer" or "get back downstairs"). These aren't usually accompanied by a voice or have fully visual appearances, they just form as thoughts in someone's head. However, if a proxy seems to respond better to these messages with different sensory cues then The Operator will use them.

The Operator seems far less critical with children or beings that are similar to children. This includes Ben and Sally, since they died at young ages. With older teenagers and adults, it treats them more harshly. Then again, this depends on how well they listen to The Operator, naturally ones who listen better are given more privileges.

》☆The Manor☆《

The creeps live in a manor in the woods, however it is less of an actual landmark on earth and more of a liminal-space or dream-like reality outside of earth. I don't wanna get too detailed about this because i feel like the mystery is more appealing, but I'll explain the basics. So The Operator can alter reality for one or multiple people, mentally and/or physically. It can seemingly create places that are outside the limits of earth, and somehow trap them inside of them. The Manor is a place it created where it can better manage and control its proxies. It is unknown how many worlds it created, or how they exactly work.

The entirety of the world The Operator made is called The Manor by the proxies. This is because the manor itself is the only structure in the world, the rest of it consisting of an endless expanse of forest and fog.

The inside of the building has practically endless amounts of rooms and doesn't always have a consistent floor plan. Some rooms are kept in the same places most of the time, like the foyer and the stairwell leading to the second floor, but other rooms sometimes inexplicably change places. Some proxies decided to make things easier by marking the door to any room that changes places more than once (by, for example, labeling a bathroom "downstairs shitter" by carving it into the door). Going through some doors can lead to new unfamiliar rooms, sometimes to the interior of entirely different buildings. It can be easy to get lost, but The Operator will know where any lost proxies are and can bring them back anytime. Sometimes though, it lets them stay lost and freaked out for a while.

Time doesn't visibly pass in The Manor, as there is no visible rise or fall of any sun and there's absolutely no night. However, the creeps can still tell time throught the clocks on things like phones and watches.

》☆The Proxies☆《

All creeps are referred to as proxies, as they are basically extentions of The Operator. However, some proxies (cough cough Jeff cough) don't like to listen to The Operator, and therefore aren't as trusted to do certain tasks. But then again, this means he is trapped with more mental anguish due to The Operator's mind-fuckery.

Some proxies primarily live inside The Manor while others are allowed to live outside of it on earth. If a proxy does well and meets The Operator's standards, they're allowed to live in their own place on earth. They can have a regular job and live almost a completely normal life, with social connections and interactions with things they miss about their old life. However, they're expected to drop anything and everything if The Operator says so, even if it means losing whatever they've gained in the process. Other proxies (cough cough JEFF- cough wheeze) are kept in The Manor because The Operator thinks they'll try to escape the range of its influence. To be fair, they probably would. New proxies are also kept in The Manor until they learn how to acclimate to their new life and not try to run away.

The Operator is referred to as Slenderman or Slendy by the proxies as an informal title, usually meant as a jab at The Operator for how it usually manifests as a tall skinny white guy in a suit for indiscernible reasons.

A lot of the proxies are human, but there are also proxies that don't seem to entirely come from earth. At least, they aren't as bound to earth constraints as human proxies are. One example would be Laughing Jack, who has abilities like stretching and bending and changing size to impossible proportions that humans can't replicate. There's also Ben and Sally, being ghosts, and EJ being a demonic creature. Nobody knows exactly where the nonhuman proxies came from or formed, and they'll usually answer in vague responses if you ask.

Here's info on some of the proxies!! Feel free to send an ask if you wanna know more! :>

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miharuki · 4 months

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Creepypasta x reader puppet/Doll as lies of p

My english is not perfect! Sorry

PROLONGO. EP1.

𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝕮𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖚𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖉-𝔈𝔭.01

The door creaked, and that's when you noticed the hallways of that house. They were dark, with only a few light bulbs shining. In that dim corridor, you walked, holding the blade in your hand as you moved. You reached a pair of stairs leading downwards.

"Keep going! Getting out of this house is our main objective," Ren said as you held onto the railing with your other hand. You could feel the old wood that was used, along with, of course, the layer of dust that had settled on the handrail. Some steps were broken, yet you made it to the bottom, looking at the poorly illuminated chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Looking around, you didn't know which way to go, standing still. "Let's go right; I think I remember it being the way out," Ren said again, and you agreed, following the path and the lights that illuminated the direction. Entering another corridor, as you turned again, you saw the door with its faint light from outside through the old glass."The exit…"

You walked up to the door and tried to open it gently, but it seemed futile. So, you applied a bit of force, finally swinging it open. Your body bathed in the moonlight, revealing the vast darkness of the paths ahead. Thanks to the antique lantern you had, you didn't worry too much about the darkness. You held the sword and closed the door behind you, plunging everything into darkness, except for Ren and you, as the lights inside the house were extinguished.

"Head north! Or, in other words… just keep going! We still need to get off the property!" Ren said as he walked, using the blade to cut through some tall grass obstructing your way. You ran your fingers along the iron bars of the gate, observing the broken and imposing gates of the estate.

You found yourself in a vast, dark forest. The path ahead was worn, and looking back, you could see the house where you woke up. A gentle breeze brushed against you. "Ready?" You turned again to face the forest, gripping the sheath of the blade. "You can go ahead! I'll guide you through the forest! People are waiting!" With that, you finally moved forward.

Your shoes made noises as you walked, passing by some abandoned houses before finding yourself back in the forest. The darkness of the woods loomed, but with Ren by your side, you illuminated your path.

"Turn to your right! Follow the path up to a hill with its dead trees," Ren commanded. Following the instructions, you approached the hill, passing pieces of processed wood strewn on the ground. You couldn't shake the thought of why you were doing all this, but once again, you were alone. You woke up alone, and Ren only appeared to guide you somewhere. It was like having a guide—revealing their name, warning you of dangers, and now leading you to a mysterious destination.

"Tell me…" You stopped and looked ahead. "Where are we going?" You waited patiently for Ren's response, contemplating whether it was truly worth following a voice emanating from a lantern "We're going home!" The voice replied excitedly, as if it were paradise. "But I woke up in that house, so it should be my home… So why are we going home when I've already left home?" You asked, looking down at the grass illuminated by the lantern.

"Let's say that house used to be your home, but it isn't anymore. So, you have to go to your new home!" Ren explained. You seemed to ponder on the matter before walking again, this time more slowly. "Who is waiting for me?" You asked again, cutting through the tall plants and approaching the hill.

"Your family!" The voice spoke again, leaving a moment of silence. As you climbed the hill, you looked back, seeing your old house where you woke up—old and dark. You continued walking ahead, crossing the hill.

"Who is my family?" The question you asked seemed to envelop everything in silence. The only sounds heard were the trampling and cutting of the plants, and the gears in your arm and body.

With the heavy silence, it becomes apparent that you are no longer on the hill. Instead, there's only thick vegetation and darkness, with the light from your lantern being the only source illuminating your path. You continue to walk straight through the forest, and the darkness persistently follows. It seems like you've been walking in a straight line for hours until Ren breaks the silence.

"Turn to your left." You turn, avoiding a tree in your path, and veer off the trail, now walking amidst tall, dark trees. It goes on for a while, and you refrain from bringing up the topic of family again. However, you can't help but wonder if your family can truly be trusted. Gripping the handle of the blade, you continue walking through the forest.

"Turn to your right," the voice speaks again, and you obey.

For a moment, you wondered if you were still far away. However, as you looked around, you spotted a dead, broken-down, old car nearby. You wondered how long it had been sitting there and, more importantly, what had happened to it.

"Turn right again," the voice says, and once more, you follow the described path. Thinking you're still far away, you fail to notice that you're now looking at a dense cluster of trees. You stop, gazing at the multitude of different and tall trees around you. The space between them is narrow, just enough for people to pass through but still cramped.

"Turn left from the torn tree," the voice guides you. You look between the trees and spot one on the left that seems as if someone had torn it with their bare hands. You touch the marks, feeling the thickness and depth of the tear, before continuing on your way. This time, you look up at the sky, noticing its changing color, as well as the different grass and plants below.

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