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pink-key · 3 months

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Your first date

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mooniemilkieway · 6 months

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as a fandom i feel like we never talked about how these mmd models served absolute cunt

HELLO THEIR FACE-CARDS NEVER DECLINES

(models + pics - original creators on deviantart)

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the-floral-perspective · 3 months

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Creepypasta Guidebook for Beginners

My creepypasta AU! :3

Warning: will be mentions of slight trauma

Written by: Sally W.

Chapter 1- your arrival

I assume that since you’re here, you felt guided by something. A bird, a line in the sand, a fox in the forest. Something guided you here. You know that, you feel it. I’m sure you feel the odd energy around here too.

If you haven’t heard the stories before, this is our mansion. My home. A place I was taken in by my mythical father, Slenderman.

Now, as you are reading this, I know you were drawn here. For what reason I’m not sure, regardless I’m going to answer your questions before your body rejects what drew you here in the first place.

You are here for a reason.

What we do is simple. We hurt those who took advantage of the weak and vulnerable, people who were once like me and we give them strength.

We, as in Slender and I. Though I take credit for the idea.

One thing I’ve read and noticed about people was that trauma bonded people. As the ages progressed, people have gone through phases of hatred and alliances. It was complicated, yet intriguing to watch how people could connect.

This knowledge gave me an idea, I could find those wounded and scarred, take care of them and create some sort of safe heaven. Like what Slender did with me.

He approved of the idea and almost immediately we found one of the wounded; Laughing Jack. He followed with other supernatural beings.

I admit at first that we were brutal and messy, like how beginner businesses typically are though. It’s water under the bridge, really.

Regardless, why you were lured here and what to do now?

Well, once I’m done talking with you, if you agree, Jane and Kate will start training. For why you were lured here, it’s because you probably belong here.

Through the pain of your past, you got dirty and ended up here. I’m here to offer you a deal. You have the opportunity to hurt the offenders that lurk in the shadows in turn for immortality and housing.

Yes, the method is considered unlawful, but they don’t understand the pain of being at the brunt end.

So, for a home, immortality and possibly friends, would you join?

Read for yes;

Well then, at this moment we will enter the mansion. You will wait at the entry and take your shoes off.

Two girls— Kate and Jane will take hold of you from then forward. They will give you a tour and do introductions. In a week from now, there’ll be a ceremonial party of your recruitment.

No one else will know you until the ceremony except for I, Kate and Jane.

Afterwards, Slender will test you with an assignment. If you do not pass this assignment, you will be benched and trained. If you run away during the assignment, all your memories of everything will be wiped.

Be wary, Casanova. Your first weeks here will be rough, however after awhile you’ll find that you’d rather be here. With the family you will find certain acceptance that cures the lonely part of you that drew you here in the first place.

Good luck, you’ll need it.

Read for no;

Well, unfortunately you’re going to have to go now. Once you wake up you will remember nothing of this encounter or anything of yourself. You’re likely to not become much of anything in this day and age.

If you’ve already killed someone, wether it be your family or someone around you is not our business. You will likely get caught and you will end up in jail or die. Again, this is not our business and we can’t help you anymore. You had your chance and you lost it.

I can’t help you any longer past this moment. Shut your eyes.

*you are now dead.*

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beastwistenworld · 20 days

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“Never stop Eyeless Jack from doing his job.”

#artwork #digital illustration #digital art #eyeless jack #creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta art #creepypasta family #creepypasta eyeless jack #creepypasta comic #creepypasta community #creepypasta stories

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xt0t4llys4n300x · 2 months

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smile dog pen sketch!?!?!

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dolliedyhard · 10 months

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GOTOSLEEP.GIF (Jeff the Killer Creepypasta story)

You shouldn’t be up this late… playing on you��re stupid computer.

go.to.sleep… now.

You get a creepy pop-up with a disfigured guy with scraggly black hair and snow white burned skin rising a blood soaked knife. He tells you to “Go to sleep” in blood smeared text.

You refuse to listen to some dumb scare pop-up. With strained shuttering eyes you close the tap and continue your gameplay.

Just as you do so you feel a gust of blissful cold air brush against your neck. “What was that? I shut my window before going to bed…” You questioned yourself. Before you could turn around you are assaulted by a hand covering you mouth and an arm holding you firm in place in you’re chair. You jump in fear and shock to what is happening. Before you could possess what’s happening you hear a hoarse voice speak, “You shouldn’t be so stubborn, next time listen to some good advice.”

”Next time!?” What the hell is he talking about? What the hell is happening!?!?” Your mind racing while you try desperately to scream. Before you could do so you feel a dreadfully sharp pain in your chest, you freeze as you become lightheaded and the pain overwhelms your senses. Before you could even start to comprehend what was happening to you you were snuffed out in an instant. Maybe you shouldn’t be so stubborn next time. Maybe you should Listen to Jeff’s advice.

#creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #jeff the killer #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta gif #creepypasta stories #creepy stories #spooky stories #jeffery woods #jeff the killer fanart

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clockypastaa · 6 months

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Everytime I hear this audio, I always think of Sally. Idk. She was a young girl, who was purest thing In the world

Then boom. All is destroyed by one person. I love Sally a lot. Shes my comfort character

#creepypasta #sally creepypasta #sally williams #sally williams creepypasta #fnaf audio #creepypasta sally #creepypasta stories #SoundCloud

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anyaontop · 3 months

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Jeff would give sum major side eye. Not cuz of his attitude but because he has no eyelids. He has no choice.

#creepypasta jane the killer #creepypasta masky #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta stories #creepypasta #creepypasta jtk #creepypasta jeff the killer #jeff the killer #i am a jeff hater #jeffrey woods #i hate jeff

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korok-artz · 18 days

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Judge Angels and Bloody Painter relationship HC’s!

(I'll be calling them by Dina and Helen)

-They're so a domestic couple fr, they've been living together for a while now and always try to maintain a low profile, after all they're two wanted serial killers.

-Helen is totally obsessed with Dina, his whole art studio is full of unfinished paintings, sketches, photos, EVERYTHING. She's his muse.

-Dina sees Helen as her own personal big teddy bear, he may be a wanted serial killer but damn he's a softie, she's very clingy so she spends most of her time touching him in any way, shape or form, holding his hand or even griping his clothes (just to know he's close).

-Dina also loves to pose for Helen when he asks her to do so, Helen even had asked to allow him to paint her own body multiple times, which she kindly accepted.

-Dina is too hot headed, usually she'd be the one starting their arguments even for the minimal thing, she doesn't like to lose or admit she's in the wrong, making Helen apologize most of the times for stuff he didn't even do (even if she indeed says sorry in her own way)

-Dina's love language is mostly Quality time and acts of service while Helen's are words of affirmation and physical touch.

-Dina tends to call Helen by "Otis" while Helen just calls her Dina or just Angie (The last one commonly used when he needs to ask her something but doesn't want her to get mad about it).

-Helen is fan of reading books and listen to soft music such as rock ballads or symphonic rock, yet Dina is not quite a fan of it, and most of the time ends up changing his music without him even realizing it.

-They aren't much of going out on dates, they rather watch a movie on their couch or make themselves a nice dinner as none of them are too much a people person.

(I have so much hc's for this ship, I just don't know how to write them ಥ_ಥ)

#digital art #artists on tumblr #art #artwork #my art #creepypasta #creepy #jeff the killer #ticci toby #nina the killer #bloody painter #judge angels creepypasta #helen otis #creepypasta fanart #dina angela clark #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta stories

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your-local-sewer-rat-xd · 2 months

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Yay the sillies!! x3

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godofmold · 26 days

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In the woods, you find yourself lost. Uncertain of how you got there, you switch on your flashlight and explore the area in the hopes of discovering a trail. You feel more afraid the darker it gets. You start to flee, feeling confined and terrified. As tears roll down your face, a faint cough could be heard in the distant. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥... There's blood all over the path and trees as you get closer to where the noise originated. Perhaps the person you believed to have heard was hurt? Your mind works hard to find some rationale for the blood. You move along slowly and notice someone hunched over. "Are you okay?" You see that the person is hunched over a body as you got closer. The man looks back at you, fixed. He starts to get up, standing tall now, and continuing to stare.

#creepypasta #creepypasta fanart #digital art #fan art #crp fanart #crp #creepypasta fandom #crp fandom #eyeless jack #creepypasta stories

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pink-key · 2 months

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He is showing his house to you

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mooniemilkieway · 20 days

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the way people act towards her and her creator on the internet makes me so upset

first off, IT IS COMPLETE OKAY TO NOT LIKE NINA THE KILLER !! i may love Nina but I do have a lot of problems with her but the hate for her was just literally insane.

im actually planning on making a post where i call out the misogyny in the creepypasta fandom because it’s just ridiculously bad. like seriously.

i was going through my deviantart page to look at some nina fanart to reference off of and I saw a stamp that was well… an “anti nina the wh0re stamp” which…UM I THINK NINA IS A MINOR HELLO??? And the only character she gets with is Eyeless Jack…she was a fan of Jeff but the author never said that they DATED. and even if they did WHOOOO CARESSS ITS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER!! ITS A FANTASY THE AUTHOR HAS!! that doesn’t make Nina nor the author a whore or a homewrecker.

also THE RACISM IVE WITNESS. okay so the author is latina if i am correct and ofc her english isn’t going to be perfect. but. oh. my. god. the way so many people were literally ripping apart Nina’s story because of it’s “bad english” instead of fucking HELPING THE AUTHOR just infuriates me to no end. and it bothers me that these are the same people who’s first language is English and would still fail their English classes like PLEASE HUMBLE YOURSELF OMGGG.

this reasoning isn’t as abhorrent as the other ones but the way people keep calling her a “Jeff Ripoff” when she’s…spoiler alert…A JEFF FANGIRL. NO SHIT SHE WOULD LOOK LIKE JEFF THE KILLER LIKE THATS HER WHOLE POINT

anyways sorry for this rant it just has been bothering my for like YEARS and I’m so glad that Nina is getting some love and appreciation but just knowing that the hate for her was so bad that it even negatively affected the creator of her makes me so so upset.

i PROMISE imma make fanart soon just lemme get through my college classes lol

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rr-sheep · 3 months

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Heartless.exe/Sheep.exe

-This is a Alt/Version of Sheep, Horror character- 🐏 Her story is that she was a normal person/Sheep liveing her life untill a selfish heartless demon became board and wanted to use her as a toy, He hypnotized and minupulated her friend's and isolated her to pure loneliness, he then convinced her to commit self-deletion and she tryed to fight it but gave in to his harsh request, but instead of dieing quick as he promised, her death was lasting an hour for his entertainment, the demon could finally have her soul, Fortunately He made the bigist and last mistake of his life, instead of turning her into a toy, she turned into a demon of her own and slayed the beast, she don't want to be alone anymore so she locks people in cages, she will make sure you will be with her for all eternity...or die in refusal (she has became very powerful due to her absorbing and eating hundreds of souls that refuse to be with her)

-simple Undetailed Version- 🐏🖤

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cuntryhuman · 3 months

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Kory Kopykat

Tw: Csa mentions, Gore, murder the usual creepypasta shit

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As a young child Kory always knew he was... Different to say the least... from the other boys, he could never out his finger on exactly what is it was. Even after all of their differences, they still got alone enough. Kory would try his best to avoid home, he hated, *hated* his step brother. he was never the nicest, he knew how he'd treated him was wrong. Their parents couldn't have cared less about it. "What an active imagination, kiddo" His mother always said. His parents didn't care, Braxton was always by far their favorite.

Kory found comfort in the internet, spreading chainmail, one of which stuck with him, a dog who was smiling, an oddly human smile. Most were scared of the image but he didn't really mind. He had friends in the real world, but would get on the computer when the family was asleep. On the web he saw people talk about so much, he found others who had experiences like him. He could never bring himself to talk to them thought.

He wasn't that good at many things, math and science only. He was far from athletic but he has stamina enough to rough house with his friends. Every now and then they'd get a little too rough and end up hurting eachother. Never did any of them hold a grudge of it. Kory enjoyed being able to play with his friends.

He and his aunt were always close, she believed him. On his 10th birthday his aunt took him to a thrift store. It was one of her gifts to him, anything he wanted from it. The boy had gotten into dressing up as characters recently, so understandably when the boy found a set of four blank masks, he was excited. He held the handles while showing his aunt, who smiled and laughed, the boy got a few more things, some paint brushed and an old bear.

When the young man got home he dragged his fingers across the masks. They had a familiar yet new and unidentified texture, it wasn't wood, plastic? not quite that either, not even metal, some weird inbetween, it and the slight porous texture of it that kept a smooth overall confused him. He held the mask over his face, it had nothing painted on it yet. He looked through the eye holes, gauging his visibility, looking around the room.

While he moved his head, the mask suddenly lunged, clinging to the boys face, it turned the boys body completely white, quickly popping itself off, returnjng him to what he was. He stared in shock, frozen, he was confused, to say the least. His breath was staggering, eventually he got over it, rationalizing it to himself. he simply put it on his own face, not realizing it, is how he did. He reached for the paint, pulling up the image of the dog, he made some paper ears, putting them on the mask. He copied the image best he could to the mask, holding it infront of his face.

Again, the mask latched, he looked down his hands now paws, he was the image?? he freaked out, trying to get the mask off, shaking, prying. Suddenly he frozen. unable to stop himself he barreled to his brothers room, he busted the door open. His teeth sank into his brothers jugular, shaking, growling. He didn't want to do it. He didn't mind it was his brother dying, but he didnt want to be the reason.

He ripped off a chunk of skin, he ate it, he continued, continued to maul the corpse, chowing down. When he finally stopped he stared at it. his brothers eye wss missing, the entire left half of his face, his ears, his hair spat out in we chunks, arms cleaned to the bone, he backed up, trying not to scream, when he ran back to his room the mask popped off once again.

The boy shook in fear of what he had done, grabbing a backpack he put essentials in it, clothes, water, money, phone, without thinking the paint supplies and the masks. He slid down his family's roof, getting to the front yard and booking it. He didn't want to think of it. To him it felt... good? The boy didn't understand, he has killed someone. His own brother. Yet he had enjoyed it. He loved the taste of the blood, the noises and muffled gurgles that were supposed to be screams, they drove him mad. The revenege and euphoria he felt overpowered his fear after it all set in.

The man who had hurt him for so long is now dead. dead at Korys hands. How pleasant. Kory got a motel, dumping his bag out. He saw the masks, locking eyes with them. grabbing one he pulled up other scary figures, starting with paining ine all blue minus the eyes, Eyeless jack, a black and white clown, Laughing jack, and a featureless face, Slenderman. He stared at the four. He wanted to put one on. He wanted to see if it felt goos again. He wanted to. He did.

Putting smile back on, he existed the room. He smelt the air, he sniffed into the woods, he saw a homeless man. Seeing it he stared, the smile plastered on his face. The man seemed offput , backing up, unaware of how he'd lunge at him, repeating his brothers death, but not eating him. running back to the motel. He loved the feeling, how the blood dripped down his face as he ran, he couldn't help himself. He loved it. "Kopykat..",he muttered, "I'll be called Kopykat. It's perfect.." He couldn't help his smile. He was sick at his own actions, his enjoyment of them. He loved it thought.

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#creepypasta #creepypasta oc #creepypasta original character #creepypasta stories #Kory Kopykat #tw csa mention #tw gore #tw horror

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vom1tgutz · 3 months

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My character sheet! :D‼️‼️💚💚

I want my first post to introduce my oc!!

His story is under the cut!! Tw‼️

I've been tracking down and eliminating paedophiles for years, and I've become very good at it. As I stalk my next target, I can't help but enjoy the tension and sense of satisfaction I feel as I slowly close in on him. With a twisted smile and a glint in my eye, I take a photo of his terrified face and upload it to my MySpace profile, savoring the thought of all their despicable followers scrambling to defend them.

, my heart racing and my breath quickening with anticipation of the eventual kill. As I circle around and maneuver myself into the perfect position, I can't help but feel an exhilarating sense of power and control. With one swift move, I plunge the blade into his throat, listening to his desperate gasps as his life spirals away.

As my target's life fades away before my eyes, I feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. With a sick, twisted smile on my face, I take a final photo of his lifeless body and upload it to my MySpace profile. It's never been easier to track them all down, knowing that they all flock to me for my unique brand of justice. It's almost too easy.

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Breaking news: The notorious serial killer and MySpace personality "vomitgutz" has struck again. The killer has uploaded graphic photographs of their latest victims onto their MySpace profile after their deaths. The killer's target, a pair of known paedophiles, were found dead in their homes just this past week. The killer, who is known for their twisted sense of humour and flamboyant personality, has been taking credit for these murders.

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But while the scene king enjoys their role as a vigilante and claims to only target paedos, they also have a twisted sense of humor and delight in taunting their victims' followers. They have taken to uploading graphic photographs of their killings to their MySpace profile after the bodies have been found. And after each kill, they leave a message that can be translated to something like: "No more little ones for you." The scene king has become a notorious figure among the scene kids, a legend in its own right.

[FINISH]

As the scene king watches the news report with a wicked grin on his face, he reaches for the remote control and turns off the television. The screen goes dark, but the scene king can still see a reflection of himself in the glass screen. As he stares at his own twisted reflection, he can't help but take pride in the role he's played in protecting the innocent..

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