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necroromantics · 2 days

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🍊 – THE SOLDIER, POET, AND KING

-toby rogers was an ambitious boy. he was desperate for destiny, something where he could prove he was more than just a farmers boy.

-he grew up in the big city, being raised by his strict military father, and passive mother.

-the boy found no purpose in being beat into shape, educated only for war. and when his older sister died at sea, toby gritted his teeth and ran away from home.

-he was seventeen years old when he found his future slipping through the cracks of his fingers, and he was seventeen years old when he clenched those fingers into fists, and made the choice to fight. no matter what it took, he knew he only had himself.

-toby talked his way into working on a family farm bordering the outskirts of the city of lathons. and he attempted to talk his way into studying under the wing of former sophic, teacher of philosophy and divine, tim wright, who promptly and repeatedly shut down the boys ambitions.

-but toby wanted more, he needed more. he couldn't slow down; like a dog bound by a leash he needed command, honour, glory. he wanted the sun in between his canine teeth, and the boy recklessly chased it with pride on his shoulder.

-the fire within him led him right back to the doorstep of the quiet study owned by the older man he knew to be well renowned in his youth for his works on the gods and divinity. that is, until one day, tim fell into recluse, only talking to his former-gladiator companion, brian thomas.

-"how did you find this place?"

-"i talked with an old friend of yours, but we got into a bit of a tussle, its not important. i need you to teach me everything you know, please, i wont rest until you do," the boy pleaded to the man.

-"you got into a 'tussle'?"

-"he talked down to me as if i was a stupid kid, but im not. i want to do what you've done, all that you've achieved. tim, i want to know the world, and i want to fight in it."

-"come inside, you can't run your mouth like that on the streets kid."

-for two long years the boy spent every restless hour working hard on the farm, alongside his coworker, kate, and studying alongside his mentor, tim.

-and toby would spend those two years pushing the limits of everyone around him, ignoring the wax dripping off his back as he fought mercilessly for a taste of the sun.

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clayteland · 1 day

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"Wait wait! Oh... hey there, Clawn!..."

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delianvile · 2 days

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nina "nina the killer" the killer

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gutschan166 · 2 days

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I wanted to draw this, but I though it's already exist, and....

I did it anyway

Cringe. That what I like

I like it :D

#drawing #idk #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta #nina hopkins #nina the killer #nina creepypasta #digital art #:3 #scene drawing #cringe #cringe art #emo art #Spotify

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angelwowings · 3 days

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THE NINAS EVER!!! @insomniac-shado and @ninathekillerzblog WOOZERS!!!

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freezingmcxn · 2 days

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I'm not really one to really like 100% animalistic Jack but I'm curious and would love to see your take on him in your new AU sjskdiwifow

My take on Eyeless Jack (The Maine Forests AU)

Ahh jack!! So my take on him is extremely different and I’m actually excited to see peoples views on it! Now…this is nothing like eyeless jack at all.. it’s completely different his name is just Jack. That’s quite literally the only similarity-

This is not at all realistic, humans cells are not able to be crossed with animal cells, the chromosomes fall apart and a lot of other shit…it’s way too complicated. Just pretend for the sake of fun 😭

Jack is a failed NRP laboratory experiment preformed by Cody Gibson.

The FBI stormed into the confines of the laboratory where Jack was held, responding to reports of embezzlement and animal abuse. Upon raiding the premises, they uncovered an underworld of immoral experimentation spanning a decade.

Within those walls, grotesque hybrids of humans and animals bore witness to the heinous activities that had transpired.

Jack is a result of human cells and goat cells being crossed. (Think of Mr Tumnus from Narnia)

Jack has never been able to communicate with others and has the mentality of a goat basically.

His “creator” was Cody Gibson.

In the absolute chaos of the FBI raid on the NRP laboratories, Jack seized a fleeting opportunity for freedom and slipped into the shadows, vanishing into the depths of the Vilemoure forests.

He remains far from the prying eyes of Vilemoure and stays secluded silence.

In the Vilemoure forests, Jack roams silently, a gentle soul in a world of quiet mysteries.

With no voice to break the stillness and a timid nature that shies away from contact, he often finds himself evading both creatures and humans.

Although his appearance is unusual and frightening, he does not live up to it.

He’s entirely harmless.

He feeds off wild berries and takes shelter in abandoned buildings.

It’s very, very hard to come across him.

He has only been seen by Cody a few times since the raid on NRP labs.

They have a very strange connection.

Due to creating Jack, Cody feels paternal towards him, Jack is loyal to Cody and sometimes brings him some wild berries he had stashed.

He would be around 8 years old as of today.

I think that’s all for now, if you want to know more on him just let me know :D

ASKS ARE OPEN I try to answer them as soon as I can :)

Intro Au posts:

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3amclothesmonster · 1 day

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This post by my friend Tomb had captivated my mind so here we are

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seireitonin · 2 days

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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