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creepypasta65 · 1 year
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hey! can i get like a first time when toby, ej, masky, and hoodie (seperately) take off their masks and their s/o gives them a kiss on the lips for the fist time? ty!
Thanks for the request and sorry if masky’s and hoodie’s hcs are short :)
Toby, EJ, Masky, and Hoodie take off their masks and their s/o gives them a kiss on the lips:
Toby:
Toby rarely takes off his mouthguard since he is insecure about his gash due to some of the creeps getting disgusted by it.
But when he takes off his mouthguard in front of you, he thought you were going to be disgusted by his gash and didn't expect a kiss from you. He would be blushing, and his heart can't handle your love. 
After the kiss, he would hug you and will be sobbing.
Eyeless Jack:
Jack always wears his mask because he is insecure about his face. But when he has it off, and you kiss him for the first time, he feels so happy and will probably cry.
 He can't believe that you weren't disgusted by his face or ran away, instead, you kissed him, and he couldn't be more happier.
He will kiss you back more roughly while crying.
He loves you so much.  
Masky:
Masky took off his mask since he was going to smoke a cigarette and didn't expect you to kiss him. He would kiss back and gets a bit flustered by it.
He feels happy and more comfortable taking off his mask around you.
Masky loves you so much and feels really loved by you.
Hoodie:
Hoodie took off his mask to take a break from it since he was sweating in it due to the hot weather.
He sees you walk around over to him and you kissed him. He didn't expect a kiss from you, but he loves it.
He would kiss you back roughly and probably pin you to a wall or against something while still kissing you.
Have a nice day :)
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Toby: [Having a coughing fit]
Masky: Are you dying?
Toby, still coughing: [Nods]
Masky: Well die quietly.
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brights-place · 5 days
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Creepypasta Incorrect Quotes #19
Toby: *trying to climb onto the roof to do a backflip on to a trampoline* Hoodie/Brian: *trying to stop him* BEN and Sally: *cheering him on* Jeff: *making a bet in chat with Kate, Y/N and Tim on whether or not Toby will hurt himself* Slenderman looking into the camera like he's on The Office: I need some new Creepypastas
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valeskawhore · 4 months
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IMAGINE:
APOCALYPSE AU?? PROXIES X READER (IDEA!)
A/N: This is an idea that I’ve been seeing all around tumblr from my mutuals and honestly, why the hell not? I love the idea of apocalyptic survival. Let me know if this should be a series !!
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An eerie creak sounds out behind me as I opened the window, and Dust flooded the dimly lit room as I made my way inside. Exploring abandoned houses wasn't always a typical interest of mine, but staying warm and having a dry place to sleep at night was.
Rain clashed gently down on the roof from outside, crickets could be heard and soon the silence rested back into place when I pulled the cracked window shut from the other side.
This place definitely was not the best, but at least it was dry.
First thing I did was open my backpack, setting up candles and hanging an old sheet that I found laying in the corner, over the window to block out the light.
Repeatedly, I told myself that this was just temporary.
I didn't have enough food to last more than a few nights anyways. Walkers roamed more and more with every passing day, tho winter was coming and it was coming fast.
Hopefully, that would do something to slow the walkers, even if it was just by a few steps, I prayed.
With a sigh, I slowly sat down on the make-shift mattress that I made for myself, hearing my ankles pop in the process because man, I really needed to stretch more often, I'm not getting any younger.
I took off my baseball cap and pulled down my mask to breathe just a little bit clearer, running my fingers through my hair, I noticed how greasy it was. The thought made me disgusted since.. Well, I couldn't even imagine how I smelled and i didnt want to either.
Popping open a bottle of water, I drank my thirst away. Listening to the rain pour, the thunder crack and the sounds of the undead trudging along outside.
As I clenched my eyes shut for a second..
I blocked out the screams, the cries and pleads for help.. The cocking of guns and the growls of the unthinkable tearing and ripping the flesh of the people being eaten alive. My fingernails began to itch, my knuckles on fire, tears welding in my eyes.
“Y/N!!” She screamed, “HELP ME!!” she cried..
I sat my bottled water down, and lit up a cigarette.
“It’ll be ok..” I told myself, “Survive one more day, just one more,” everynight.
“I’ll find you baby.. one day..”
I closed my eyes.. Relaxed my body, breathed out deeply.
“Goodnight y/n” I told myself.
The front door clashed open.
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“GET INSIDE! GET THE FUCK INSIDE!” A voice screamed. The sounds of the undead gurgled up the last of their life and slammed their heads against the door, screaming. I heard multiple people slamming themselves against the front door, refraining it from opening. “ROGERS, FIND SOMETHING, NOW. WE NEED TO BARD THE DOOR!”
“I-I-M OHN–ON IT!!” Someone stuttered.
I jumped up from my mattress, reaching for my gun and loading in the magazine. I threw the sleeping bag off of me, and unlocked the door. I heard the others rummaging down stairs for something to board the door. I peaked my head out,
Something suddenly rammed against my head, the door was torn open, slamming into my head. I fell back on my ass, and reached around lazily for my gun.
I heard a gasp fall above me, my vision was spinning, but I found my gun and raised it above me at the silhouette. There were two of them, then three, then two, until both shadow figures meshed into one guy. His face was something more,
Two dark brown eyes, greasy chestnut hair, he nose was already bleeding and there was a bandage covering up the right side of his lips stretching to his cheek bones.
He was definitely a young man, 23-24 maybe. Wearing yellow rusted-rimmed goggles, a blue hoodie with a tanned, older jacket overtop, there was a black and gray-ish mask wrapped around his neck and pulled up over his face. The (now) snickering man wore stained blue jeans and some bloodied converse.
His laugh rang out through my skull, pounding against my ear lobes. His eyes became impossibly wide now, canines glimmering in the moonlight as thunder cracked in the background.
With one final sadistic smile,
He picked up his double hand axes and raised them high, His laughter almost screams now, The screams of a hyena, a skinwalker luring its prey.
The young man brought the axes down quickly,
I rolled over with a small scream, doing my best to avoid the hard steel.
I fumbled around on the ground, reaching for my gun.
When I had it in my hand, the man jumped on me and slammed my back into the hardwood floor. The house was so old that dust jumped into the air, and swam around. I clenched my eyes shut and coughed until I could breathe again. I felt his boney hands wrap around my throat, his skin uncomfortably cold and white. I kicked my feet behind him and threw my head back,
The man let up his grip but didn't scream out in pain, his laughter only grew.
I grabbed the boy's hair and threw him off of me, his body collided against the wall,
Because,
His body actually went through it, clashing into the room next to us.
Dust flooded the room once more, and as the psychopath took longer than expected to rise back to his feet, I grabbed my sleeping bag and ran downstairs, contents loosley in hand.
I struggled to throw my jacket on as i ran down the steps,
A shorter figure stepped in front of me, and stuck his leg out, successfully tripping me in the process. I felt my world being flipped upside down as my rib cage cracked against the staircase. I coughed up blood, my heartbeat in my ears as I laid there motionless.
With my vision dark, i could only here throat-ripping screeching from the outside world,
Three figures stepped in my view of the door, I pulled my arms in front of me and did my best to drag my body away. I moaned out in a breath-less cry as I felt the rusted nails sticking out of the wood flooring scraped against my cracked ribs.
Something stopped me, whoever or.. Whatever it was, grabbed my achilles heel and dragged me back in the living room with one strong pull.
They flipped me on my back, blood dripped down the corner of my mouth as I did my best to control my breath. Hesitantly, I reached my hand up and folded my fist into a weak, shaky middle finger, my ‘fuck you’ to the world.
I heard one of them snicker before the tallest one leaned down carefully, dark red painted eyes peered into mine before he pulled off my mask. I had a surge of anger come over me, as I reached to kick him in the balls but he caught my leg, almost expecting it even. His grip tightened menacingly on my thigh, before he gave my cracked rib cage an almost impossibly fast sucker punch.
I coughed out blood on instinct, my body spasming. I held my chest and my body folded forwards, my knees to my chest. “F-fuck you..” I coughed, tears streaming down my face.
His hand, still on my thigh, tightened once more. Leaning close to my face, the stranger whispered..
“What.. do we have here?”
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clayteland · 3 months
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MORE DOODLES!
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scary-noodlesblog · 2 years
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Hi!👋😄
I was wondering, if you haven't already done this, if you could do a headcanon for Jeff, the proxies, and EJ with their s/o coming back to the mansion after a mission, covered in gashes. Take it how you want it.
You don't have to write it if you don't wanna.
Sorry this took so long, but i gotchu!
Mentions of sex!
Jeff
He grabs his knife
Ready to kill anyone tbh
Youre the one that actually gets EJ while freaks tf out
Murder
Much much murder
He goes on a killing spree, and takes you with him so he knows youre safe
After EJ patches you up of course
Needs so much reassurance that youre ok
Usually will lead to very steamy sex and cuddles
Eyeless Jack
Doctor mode activated
Youre patched up pretty quickly
Like Jeff, he will need reassurance that youre ok
He will just sit and hold you in comfy silence
Probs a fluffy night that night, cuddles, movies and snacks
Then after youre asleep hes eating the perps organs, growling at them, putting the fear of god in them
Boi is terrifying but loves you sm
Masky
He patches you up himself
Honestly doesnt trust ANYONE else with your care
For a while hes like youre shadow
Glued to your side whether you want him to or not
Hes your bodyguard forever
Hed be mad at Slendy for not putting him on the mission with you or for you
Hoodie
Like Masky, hes mad at Slender
He rages silently while he puts bandages on you
Cuddles
This boi needs them
He might cry thinking he almost lost you
Reassure this boi
Many kisses
Ticci Toby
Does cry
Takes you to EJ
Silent tears the whole time
This poor boi
After youre patched up he will want to lay on your chest while you play with his hair
He is just happy youre ok
Very protective the next few days
He cant help it, he doesnt want to lose you because hes lost everything else
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somewhat-crazy · 2 years
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masky's pills</3
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art and quote credits to original owners, toby is from @ask-tt0by, idk where masky is from but please lmk who to credit if you do!
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Quick proxy headcanons!!
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-Proxies have supernatural powers that help them perform and achieve tasks. That's because Slenderman is connected to and within all of them - this also gives him the ability to watch over everything and everyone. Because of their puppet-like connection, they are all appendages of Slenderman.
-For example, proxies all have telepathic abilities. Some are weaker than others, which is based on each proxy's personality. So some can read thoughts and see images in a victim's head clearly if they're naturally observant. While some can only quickly predict the instinctual actions of their victims, these proxies are much more impulsive and more likely to be the more violent brawn of the group.
-Proxies with higher telepathic abilities can also communicate/transmit messages through their victim's brain. This can both be used as a way to intimidate and scare them, but also as a way to psychologically fuck with and weaken them.
-Masky has the lowest telepathic ability, it really only helps him with quick thinking while chasing a victim. Toby has a slightly stronger telepathic ability than Masky, but not much. He's able to read people's hidden emotions and intentions as well as their instinctual reactions, but can't really read/communicate thoughts or see images, maybe a little piece of a thought - but nothing crazy.
-Hoodie on the other hand is the strongest in the telepathic field. He can read thoughts easily and pays close attention to how a person feels, thinks and acts. He uses it to his advantage especially when he interrogates, bringing up traumatizing and even shameful thoughts their victims have in order to weaken them. There are no limits Hoodie has when performing and finishing a task. Everything is on the table. Although he's personally removed from his job and actions, this trait makes him one of the most harmful and brutal proxies out of the three.
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~Olive🐰
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whaleofatjme1920 · 1 year
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Kinktober Day 26: He Takes My Breath Away
Breath Play [Tim Wright X GN!AfabReader] 
[Warnings: rough sex, creampie, praise, MINORS DNI]
[AN: short and sweet but that’s just bc I’m going through it right now. 606 Words <3.]
Reblogs are appreciated!
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Tim’s hands are big, almost too big. His fingers are slightly calloused, but you love the feeling as they slide thickly over your neck. His cock is buried deep inside of you, hilted. He’s stopped for just a moment to walk his fingers up your neck before they slide down to grip you. “Look up at me,” he says with a devious grin, watching as you gaze up at him, starry eyed and full of lust. 
You feel his strong hands squeeze around your throat as you press your knees tightly into his midsection. The pressure is light at first. Your moans can still be heard as he begins to pump into you. “Oh fuck,” you mewl softly. “Tim, oh-oh gods, Tim-!” You squeeze your eyes shut and arch your back. Your body tries to lift itself off the bed, but his hand holds you tightly in place. Your hole squeezes around his thick cock in a vain attempt to milk him. 
Tim grunts as he watches your body bounce with each hard thrust. He’s pleased with how well you’re taking him - he’s always pleased. “You’re so pretty, you know that?” He absentmindedly hums as he thrusts just a little harder. “You take my cock so well. I can feel your hole stretching wide to take me, and you take me so damn well.” Tim chuckles softly and presses his hips harder into you. He grins wickedly at the way you moan and claw for him. He just barely squeezes harder on your throat. 
You can hardly think. He’s not choking you in a way that would hurt you, Tim would never, but the grip isn’t gentle either. It feels just right, the way his hand remains wrapped around your throat. You want to cum so badly. “Please,” you softly beg as you shamelessly buck your hips upwards to meet him. 
Tim groans deeply as you wrap your legs around his waist and squeeze. He can feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest as his thrusts slow down, but become harder. He can see that with every hit, he steals more and more of your breath away. “Pretty, pretty toy,” he murmurs as he presses thickly against you. His balls press flush against your ass. “Gonna fill you up, make you even prettier.” He squeezes your throat just a bit tighter, almost to tease you. 
You try to cry out for him, letting your needy moans fill the bedroom followed by the sound of skin on skin. Your body is warm, practically overheating as you feel your high wash over you. You scream, mouth hung wide open as your back defies his grip and presses hard against his chest. Your hole flutters, and you gush arousal around his hard, thick cock as you release. The pleasure throbs throughout your body, and when his hand releases to allow you to get a full breath of air, you see stars bursting in your vision after they’ve danced across it. 
That’s all it really takes for Tim. He squeezes down on your neck and hilts deep inside of you. Cursing, he lets his head fall back as he fills you. His cock twitches as his balls empty inside of you, pulsing and throbbing from the thick release. He chuckles softly when the last hot ropes of cum spurt deep inside of you. With that same grin on his lips, Tim releases his hand from your soft throat and lovingly caresses you. His fingers glide lovingly over your chest before he leans down to kiss you, chuckling at how you squeeze him - almost as if you’re begging for more. 
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everydaysimppy · 8 months
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Can you make a Toby, Masky and Hoodie headcanon when they are in an argument with you and decided to hurt you, like bleeding bleeding hurt. Thanks :)
I really left Tumblr for a while lol I'm back now though
Toby
Toby doesn't know how to react he didn't even mean to do it he was just so angry and it's not like he really wanted to hurt you unlike how he does with his victims. All he can do is hold you while he lets out a broken cry as his clothes get soaked with your blood too overwhelmed to say or do anything to help you as you bleed out in his arms
Masky
Masky just looked down to you as you held your stomach as tears fell down your face he rolled his eyes which you couldn't see behind the mask as he walked off only to come back a few seconds later with a first aid kit as he forced you to lay back as he cut your shirt off checking to see how much damage he did before getting to work on 'fixing you'
I'll be honest I feel like hoodie wouldn't be the type to lose control over himself like that but that could just be me, now if he did I feel like he'd react the same way both masky and a bit of how toby did like he knows what to do but is slightly panicked about it as he rushes around.
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splitt · 2 years
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Safe word calling Masky / Hoodie
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A/N: I apologize for the anon who requested me this, I made a mistake and post the daft and i needed to delete it immediately. I ask your forgiveness dear anon :’)
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Masky
He will stop immediately, his eyes will scan your teary face. He will get away from your abused body, he gone too far again. Masky’ll open the handcuffs and apologize for going to hard on you.
He is not very good at comforting but he tries his best. He help you to sit comfortably and then ask if anywhere is bleeding or hurting too much.
After checking you up he will sit somewhere away from you. The room will be completely silent as he dive into the ocean of anxiety. This phase might go up to 5 to 15 minutes.
After that he will bring you some chocolates and some food, he thinks chocolate makes people happier so it’s his way to show that he wants you to be happy.
Hoodie
Just as Masky, he will stop immediately to check you up. He will ask what is wrong and if you want to continue or not.
Hoodie will calm you down by giving you hugs, kisses and sometimes even massaging. He will take things slow afterwards, so if you choose to continue it will be like honey fuck.
He won’t leave you alone. Hoodie will talk to you about the problem and he will apologize, then he will find a way to cheer you up and make you feel comfortable.
He will hug you and whisper that everything is alright and you’re safe with him, he will always be there to wipe your tears and you don’t need any other person but him.
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creepypasta65 · 3 months
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I saw the weapon-thingy and now I’m thinking about Brian or Tim fucking me with their gunnn 🙏🙏🙏
I'm going to write it with a fem reader because it's easier for me to write. Thanks for the request :)
⚠️MDI⚠️
Tim/Masky and Brian/Hoodie fucking you with their weapons:
Tim/Masky:
Tim loves fucking you with his gun.
He will tease you how fuck up in the head you're getting wet from him shoving the gun barrel in your leaking pussy.
Loves seeing your lewd face and hearing your moans.
Tim will have a boner from seeing you.
He loves hearing your moans from teasing your clit with his gun.
Tim loves seeing you cum and squirts all over his gun dripping on his hand. He will lick his hand savoring your love juices.
Brian/Hoodie:
Brian is a naughty little shit; he would degrade you and even record you getting fucked by his gun.
He loves calling you all sorts of names. Brian calls you his little bitch in heat, slut, etc.
Brian loves teasing your clit with his gun, and he will threaten to shoot, but he actually wouldn't it's part of the sex. He loves seeing your reaction and how your pussy got even more wet and excited.
Loves making you squirt on his gun.
Have a nice day :)
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Y/N: Awww, look at you, finally trying to be romantic with all these candles.
Masky: First of all—
Masky: I’m about to sacrifice you.
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brights-place · 2 months
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Creepypasta Incorrect Quotes #18
Hoodie: Can you please keep it down? I’m trying to think.
Tim: Don’t worry. Trying anything for the first time is hard.
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valeskawhore · 3 months
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IMAGINE:
Masky x target! Reader.
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Imagine waking up to hearing a creak in the hallway. And instead of getting up, you’re like—
“Nah fuck that man,” you turn over and pulled the covers over your head, “I’ll die happy.” You scoffed.
As you let the sleep from your body lull your mind back to sleep, you suddenly hear your bedroom door open, and getting frustrated you stick your head up from the pillow, glancing around your dark ass room.
Getting paranoid, you sat up in bed.. looking around trying to find something out in the open.
But nothing.
You turned on your LED lights and flinched back when you saw a masked man standing in the corner of your room, just as frozen and still as you are..
You rubbed your eyes and took a hit off your pen. “Yo..” smoke blew out of your mouth, your voice foggy and distant because of it but you are sure he heard you.
The man didn’t move, he stayed still, watching.
You finally flicked on your bedside lamp and continued getting high. “If I can help you let me know cause I got some sexy ass motherfucker waiting for me back in LaLa world right now.”
It was a joke, but the man’s fists tightened around the crow bar.
You finally popped the question,
“You’re here to kill me, ain’t’cha? You don’t just carry that shit around for fun.. right?” I stayed calm.
The man finally spoke, his voice deep and raspy, “oh.. him?” He laughed sadistic loudly, he threw the crowbar down, “don’t worry about him honey pie, I prefer to do this with my own hands..” his knuckles cracked.
He really was terrifying, a strong build, a feminine mask covering his face, fresh blood spotted on it, his hair was brown and wavy, flipped over his mask just slightly, in a handsome way.
I raised my eyebrows with a smirk, “I’ve always had a thing for masked men, take that thing off yeah? Let’s have some fun..” I wiggled my eyebrows.
The man did not respond well, he just froze and stared at me.
“Alright alright— fine— let me stretch..” I sat up in bed and began stretching my body.
The man let out a scoff with a laugh, “you really think that’s gonna save you?”
“Well I need to feel just a tad bit younger if I’m gonna be running.” I said,
The man stared at me like I was stupid, crossing his arms. “Oh don’t give me that look, we both know you’re gonna catch me and kill me, but give me a chance.”
I continued stretching, when I was done I popped my fingers, the man shook with frustration, “why the FUCK would you need to crack those?”
I stared at him, “what if I need a weapon?”
“Sweetheart you won’t—“ “Get the chance” I finished, “blah blah blah.” The man shook with rage, “I’m gonna fucking kill you..”
I smiled, “maybe you should stretch then?” I smiled.
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clayteland · 3 months
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[ WIP ]
| Character: Ticci Toby (old design (2013 era) |
Pixel art coming soon.
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... the other ones will be posted later.
《DAILY NEWS》
First. Thanks for the big number of people who enjoyed my au and my art style, like, damn. Is a lot for me. ♥︎
Second. About the au, I'll change the fact that Masky and Hoodie are proxys, like literally they aren't even proxys, but I wanted to make them like some kind of... "Aliases" from the others proxys. The operator and Slenderman aren't the same, so it could be a possibility for them to stay with Toby, Kate, Rouge, or other proxys.
Third. Xvirus design will be changed for posterior fanarts. The creator made a fanart with him and decided to change his original design (and I really liked it) so I'll make it more accurate as Mamaporcupine wanted.
Fourth. Skully and maybe Alex Kralie will be in this au. Like Hoodie is in here (he is dead, but is like a ghost), they will be in this au if i want to lol.
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