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gutsyc · 7 months
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eyeless-cunt · 2 years
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May you do the sfw dynamics between slendeman x male reader? Please there’s barely any and I am but a sad little clown
this is a newer ask but it is easy so into the drafts it goes
TW/CW: Slight Gore. Death. Suicide mentions. Romance Babe 🌹
Slender lives a quiet existence for the most part. It's dark where he lives, and barely any sound reaches this part of the forest. There's not many animals brave enough to make noise in these parts, much less any people. Slender spends most of his existence in this quiet darkness. And only when he gets hungry is there sound. That's typically when you scurry away to a place you don't have to listen to the hunt taking place. You wish he'd finish them off before they started their unavoidable screeching, but you know he loves the hunt. He'll savor every moment despite your many wishes that ask the opposite of him.
You wonder why he chooses the victims he does. There's typically no physical characteristics that stand out to you. Just a raw horror that shows through their eyes. The way they all react differently but somehow come to the same conclusion. The same hopeless, frozen despair that almost feels contagious. You can always feel their suffering as you watch their eyes practically melt from the sockets, the static finally taking effect. Their mouths always stuck open, eventually to fall silent even before they die. You don't wonder how it feels to be in their shoes. You're well aware.
The horror, oh the fucking horror, to have eyes laid in every corner of your room, to watch you while you sleep no matter how tight your blinds are drawn. To haunt you while you lay awake and unable to rest your eyes, well aware you can do nothing but kill yourself to make the creature leave you alone. Oh how you understand how Slender's prey now wishes they would have killed themselves before. It would have been an easier death, no matter how painfully they chose to go. It would have been so less terrifying. So less horrifyingly bleak. Not peaceful. But merciful.
You know all this. You know all of it on a level that I could only dream to write about coherently. But fuck do you adore him. Fuck do you crave him. Fuck do you love the way he always knows where you are. Always knows what you're thinking. Always makes sure to wipe off the blood before kissing you. Fuck is it disgusting, fuck is it delicious, fuck is it fucking euphoric.
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homestarrunner · 1 year
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first, thanks for this blog, i love seeing all the fan art and screenshots on my dash!! but im curious—i grew up watching homestar runner as a young teen in the early 00s, so for me hsr content brings back memories. but it seems there are a lot of kids/teens getting into homestar -now-, which is awesome!! but i wonder where or how they heard of it? do the admin(s) of this blog know how new fans are finding out about it? is it via youtube, or game tie-ins/easter eggs (like poker night), their parents/family, or something else? the internet has transformed so much since the early days of flash and custom domains, it surprises me that homestar has a dedicated fanbase in 2023. either way im super happy it's still being loved after all this time. ty again for a great blog :)
Mod @frank-bennedetto -
Honestly I got Into it from hearing about it on Tv Tropes back around 2011-2013, but I really got into it after Marble Hornets (yes the slendeman thing) ended and I needed a new webseries to help me get through highschool. I could probably figure out the exact date I really got into it if I dared to look back on my main Tumblr blog.
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lemonsweet · 4 months
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jeff and ben adopt a baby slendeman and it's like that episode of adventure time with the jiggler
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killmenots · 27 days
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who is jack ?
jack is based off the eye.less jack creepy.pasta posted by azelf.5000 and the popular fanmade story origin of eye.less jack by la.mishi.mish. i am not affiliated with either of these authors.
what is creeps! ?
creeps! is briefly explained here. jack is a major character and, in an alternate universe, the protagonist. he is leading the main investigation and subsequent attack on slendeman, operator, ark, then zalgo.
who is jackie?
these two are vital to each other’s lore and creeps ! she’s a major nuisance and his best friend. unfortunately for jack she has ulterior motives.
looooooore below.
- in high school, jack joined a metal band called Crazy Wanks as a guitarist. it was embarrassingly bad and they made a single, vocalist-less song. he didn’t even know how to play guitar beforehand. he will never admit this.
- before college, jack ate small, healthy meals. strict diet enforced by his parents. during college he ate the craziest shit and gained a lot of weight. he doesn’t regret this and wants the Killer Five-Stack Heart Attack cheeseburger again.
- primarily he ate extra cheesy omelettes and ramen with egg.
- jack was a teacher’s pet but if you tried to bully him he’d verbally harass you. what’re you gonna do? hit him? he’ll report you and they’ll believe the golden student—him. also his parents would get involved (for once) and demand justice, because he can’t do no wrong look at his grades, his performance.
- he doesn’t instigate. leave him alone and he won’t bother you. jack doesn’t go out of his way to get in trouble until college and by then he’d rather die than call his parents. if he gets beat up that’s between him and god
- lanky man. no athletic future. then he packs on weight and he’s a tall chubby man. he doesn’t care.
- he had a stubble growing in college. beginnings of a beard. he shaved infrequently.
- jack post-transformation can go, at max, 3 months without eating before turning primal. this is extremely risky, going primal means a slaughter will commence. he eats at least once every month.
- jack can sustain himself on organs alone but it’s a tightrope. if he gets too hungry, he loses control of himself, so constantly being cranky and nearly losing himself is a no-go. it’s better to eat a person whole.
- to keep himself from eating, jack spends as little energy as possible. when he chooses to eat, he stalks a person for a couple weeks, then strikes at night when they’re sleeping or otherwise vulnerable. he kills quickly and hates being seen.
- ironically, jack is now athletic. extremely fast, durable, and strong. he can sprint while crawling and scale (short) walls in a blink.
- he avoids violence as much as possible! he is not a violent man and hates hurting people. he’s extremely aware of himself in size and strength.
- jack’s sense of smell is supernatural. he can smell what others can’t and tracks extremely well. every person has a unique scent determined by their diet, day-to-day activities, and environment. with this, jack can identify people. he can track them even when something disturbs their smell, like mud or rain.
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cyberp-1-nk · 2 years
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Okay so be warned this idea is pretty angsty and it's something that isn't talked about much, but Addict when she gets really emotionally distressed or upset she tends to get more self destructive and more reckless.
So Addict is having a bad day already, she got punished by Slender for being too reckless during a mission and then on top of that she goes out in the normal world to try and get her mind off of it and she recognizes her mother, her mother obviously doesn't see her but Addict already being distraught and seeing her mother suddenly she kinda just spirals and explodes. It's rare when Addict loses it, but when it happens it's messy and not very pretty.
So she goes to the underworld and does underground fights and she is absolutely destroying people, but she of course is getting her ass beat up too but one of her love interests sees her and they see her practically beating people to pulp so and they try to stop her but she refuses she gets really beat up and knocked out. It can end how you'd like, but I'll send some Hc's in discord for this so you have a bit more info and this is a really sad idea....so I apologize in advance...
(take your time and don't do this if you don't want, plus if you have any questions then feel free to ask)
[ Distraught Memories - Simp Party ]
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SYNOPSIS; Addict sees her mother, and instantly becomes distraught.
PAIRINGS; Ace x Addict, Varrick x Addict
CONTENT WARNINGS; Trauma, violence, Addict getting knocked out.
NOTE; no comment..
TAGS; @insane-horror-movie-addict
CHARACTER COUNT; 11,433
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Later in the night, a dejected and punished Addict made her way up a familiar path that led to her family's old favored restaurant, the familiar place coming into view slowly. Her anger was only now calming slowly, nearly failing a mission, and having being punished by Slendeman in a cruel manner less than an hour ago. She came here, not to cool her head, but out of a nostalgic pull of her heartstrings, something she should not have done if she wanted to calm her anger. Seeing all of the broken and dusted items only angered her more, it reminded her of the happiness she once had and would never have again. 
But it was more than nostalgia that had pulled her here. Something much stronger and so much more mysterious than that. 
Addict saw her, wherever she went, with the slightest flash of brown hair or the gentle tint of chocolate-brown eyes that anyone carried within their features. Addict's mind would piece together these diminished details and morph together her face, even if the person that bared the slightly similar traits looked nothing like her. And when she smelled smoke, her eyes would close and she would be unable to focus on the current situation, she would try to trail her thoughts elsewhere because she knew that if she let herself actually smoke....she would see her mother. It was bad. It might have been one of the reasons why Addict was so comforted by the smell of the tobacco-ridden sticks, because somewhere inside she knew that she just wished to hold her mother again. Addict wanted to feel the calmness that came with a mother's love, so much so that sometimes it would manifest in her mind and play tricks on her to make her believe the memory was real, that her smile was real. 
The gentle graze of her scarred skin, the sudden wave of peace as if she suddenly felt like it would all be alright, the disappearing self-doubt, it was something she had imagined plenty of times during er time back home. But this time it was different, in place of the false reality her mind had created of the calming but cold touch was a real sensation. The warmth of an actual human hand and not the replacement of a memory. Addict stopped, snapping her head around quickly and looking back, trying to spot the person she had just walked by. 
Their hands had grazed, so briefly, but it was a familiar feeling. Her eyes desperately searched the swarming faces of people laughing and grimacing, whoever it was had been lost in the crowd. Addict's heart felt as if it suddenly began clenched as if she had skipped a bit as the gentle features of the familiar woman came into view. Her mother seemed different, and Addict was about to speak when something came over her face. 
It was recognition, it puzzled Addict. Addict's eyes filled with something she recognized, however, the shakiness of her own pupils as they dilated slightly, and the way her chest tightened and restricted her from showing too much motion as she breathed. Without knowing it Addict quickly tried to step closer, her other hand slowly and unconsciously reaching out for her mom. Without Addict knowing it, her body had tried to move forward to hold the woman in comfort, out of pure and complete instinct. 
But something was wrong with Addict, something was different, because upon seeing the hand that reached for her the girl stumbled back and fell desperately onto her back, tripped by the many people and fell onto the ground. The recognition in Addict's eyes grew more, it made her shake in her sight and she tried to pick herself up again but froze when she realized the tears that welled up in her eyes. Despite wanting to be with her family so desperately, she knew she had involved herself with the paranormal, and it would only put a target on them if she had.
Something was in the air, quite literally, and she had smelt it before. 
"Cigarettes..." the whisper came softly from her lips. A comforting smell from home, and she knew it all too well when it had been lingering from her mother.
The air smelt of smoke, just like it had that day when she had run away from home.
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After taking off their shoes, the two stepped into the ring of the under-realm's underground mini-arena and their eyes locked hateful. Addict took a deep breath, half rethinking her decision in doing such an activity. But now, there was no turning back. She needed to take her anger out on something somehow.
 
“Alright bitches! Let’s have a little fun!” The announcer called and grabbed the bell, “Five minutes on the clock! Go!!”
Her eyes opened to the voice that broke the barrier of silence, seeing a tall, lean man standing in front of her with a smug smile. His white teeth radiated from the moonlight and his light brown eyes turned black, signaling his demonic nature, “I thought you would be a little more prepared for my arrival. Others have told me a lot about you and how dangerous you can be…” His eyes flickered back as he studied her features amusingly, softly laughing to himself, “I don’t see how such a little creature such as yourself were able to kill almost every single demon he’s sent after you. I can’t exaggerate the word kill enough. I mean, you don’t just send them back to their wonderful life in hell, you down right exterminate them.” He began to walk forward, his glowing eyes staring through her as he approached, “You’ve got quite the price on your soul… you should just give yourself up already. Running will do you no good at this point.”
 
“You sure do talk a lot. I don’t like a man who talks too much…can't you shut the fuck up already?” Addict scoffed to herself and the demon narrowed his eyes curiously,
“Quite the big bark for such an inferior being.”
 
“I try to get by.” She shrugged and walked forward, placing her hands in her jacket pocket, kicking a small rock under her foot as her blue eyes glanced up at him, 
 
“Oh, you know very well what kind of bounty he has put out on you. Ever since the gate was opened and orders were sent out, every demon has been thirsting to tear open your flesh and rip that beating heart from your chest.” Addict grimaced nd stopped only feet from him, her eyes amused by his words,
"Addict! The fuck are you doing?!" Someone yelled from within the crowd, his voice slightly overshadowing the cheering crowd. 
Addict's anger grew as she felt the heat of staring eyes behind her, she could hear the familiar voice even through the loud nuzzling of the crowd. Varrick, he was shouting her name. She knew he wouldn't shoot at her opponent in such a crowded space, but he wouldn't let her die either. His voice made irritation grow on her as he face painted with icy-cold hatred, and she looked back and over her shoulder for a moment. 
What she saw made her heart soften for a moment, a look of utter worry and panic in his eyes as he pushed his way harshly through the crowd. But she shook her head, snapping herself out of it.
 
“Come on, make my day!” She coughed out with a smile. His eyes flashed and he rushed forward, grabbing her by the neck as his fingers slowly began to choke the life out of her. Addict struggled to breathe and her fingers clawed at the demons wrist, her fingernails digging into the skin of his wrist. He only smiled in her feeble attempts to get away from his deadly grasp, as the crowd roared with excitement.
 
“I don’t know what the hype is all about…” He snickered under his breath and Addict's cruel brown rises glanced down at him, the edges of her eyes becoming red from her strenuous breathing. She gritted her teeth and lifted her free legs, shoving them against his brute chest and knocking him back a few feet. She fell to the ground and gasped for air, coughing and rubbing her neck, feeling the burn marks the demon had left her fragile skin. Her eyes widened upon hearing his footsteps towards her and she jumped up, quickly swinging to the side upon seeing a black gun occupying his hand. Her ears rung when his finger pulled the trigger and missed her in the bullets sights and her light body quickly darted forward on the offense.
Addict grabbed his arm and swung her fist, punching him in the face and kneeing him in the stomach. She grabbed his wrist and flipped it around his back, yanking it upward and snapping his bone at the elbow joint. He hissed and then laughed to himself, “Do you think broken bones can hurt me!?”
 
He thrust his free arm back, elbowing her in the face and she stumbled back away from his vulnerable state. Turning around, he ran forward and slammed his pistol on her back, her body falling to the ground with a thud. He grabbed her by her jacket and yanked her up, throwing her against a tree and letting her ragged body fall against the misty grass.
Varrick pushed his way through the swarming grow, he knew the crowd would grow quickly especially since they had heard the oh-so famous Slendeman proxy would be here. It slowed him down, weaving through bodies that would do close to nothing to move out of the way, and he grew anxious for Addict.
 
Gasping, Addict's legs shook as her body rose, leaning on the tree behind her to gain leverage. The demon grabbed her face and thrust his forehead against hers, knocking her back against the hard trunk. She slid to the ground and the demon pointed his pistol at her, smiling to himself in a wide grin, “I’m a bit disappointed at how little of a fight you put up. Disabling my other arm was a smart move, but damn… you are just too weak. I don’t know what anyone sees in you to be honest.” He pulled the hammer back on the pistol and Addict looked up, staring at the barrel,
“See you in hell.” The pistol went off with blunt force to the demons surprise as Addict had smacked it away right as he pulled the trigger, the bullet just grazing her arm to threaten her. The demon smirks, instantly knocking her out as blood starts cascading from her nose. 
Ace's eyes scan the crowded bar, trying to find the familiar  woman who had mysteriously left an hour ago, he saw nothing. He meandered through the thicket of people, checking every corner of the bar he could. After the third time making his way around the bar/arena, the cool air of the outdoors brushed up against his face. He walked to and from the very ends of the block, checking the faces of each woman he passed by. None were even similar to resembling Addict, and by this time, he was growing a bit worried that he had not yet found her. It wasn’t like her to stray far in a crowd of people such as this, especially in such a foreign place. Ace could feel his fingers beginning to twitch with annoyance and anxiety, and quickly, he retreated back into the bar looking for yet another individual.
 
Finding his friend, Lyon, who chugged the open end of a beer bottle at a table full of his fellow Sons, Ace stalked towards him. Lyon's yellow eyes instantly locked onto Ace's, curiosity burning into him as he approached. Lyon lowered the beer bottle from his face, “Coming back for another bottle?”
 
“Where are the girls?” Ace ignored Lyon's question, staring deep into his friend's drunken eyes. Lyon looked around the crowded bar nonchalantly, "Up there,"
 
Ace's nerves sparked and he could feel the heat of his blood beginning to boil as it pumped vicariously through his veins. He whirled around on the heel of his boot, shoving through people as he headed straight to the arena. Strings of profanities and angry words followed in his wake, but he didn’t care, his mind was set on one thing and one thing only.
Addict.
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loserfag · 16 days
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The fact that I’ve. Had sleep paralysis where I witnessed my dead body, had a nightmare I saw slendeman on the train home when I overdosed on Dramamine and saw the hat man when I overdosed on Benadryl probably reflects something about my mental health or fate or some shit or not idk
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cathy-plus-e · 6 months
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I remember some years ago I was working in an Undertale AU where all characters where Creepypastas, but it was more deep than that
Like– Zalgo was Gaster, but he didn't have an accident or anything. The oldest creature that is also the origin of the rest, who started owning people bringing fictional things into reality. Zalgo got stronger, then Ben Drowned was there, Sonic.exe, etc... A human scientist tried to look ways to stop Zalgo, and that's how the Slender-people got created (and no, Happypastas didn't exist in my au)
Zalgo didn't give a shit about the Creepypastas, so Slendeman and Slenderwoman became the leaders who tried to protect them... After trying to socialize, humans declared the war, they locked the creepypastas that didn't want to hurt them in a cave... Zalgo kept owning people, creating more of them, making people go there and well
Later I thought it was cringe so I left the AU and I remember a little of it 😔
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cupcake--knife · 11 months
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I love those indulgent crossover fanfictions especially if it involves crossover shipping. But if it’s your favourite ship / Slendeman or Five Nights at Freddy’s, I will materialise in your fridge and pat your head to tell you what a good writer you are. 
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magmacartoons · 2 years
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Slenderverse as Cards against humanity white cards
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…I want to know what Zephyr and Bg JackTM are like when they go “Full Dad-ModeTM”… 😳😳
And maybe you can give me the most papa-wolf thing they’ve done for Liddol JackTM???
When Jack G goes full dad mode, it's like that one Brandon Rogers skit ("I can see every equation!"). Very frantic, very protective, wanting to keep his baby as close as he can.
With Zephyr...
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yeah, basically the dad from taken.
He legit stormed down to a police station with two a4 sheets of paper worth of legal notation, telling the police that it was illegal and unethical to keep Lil Jack there without his guardians - and that they should have phoned him before they had even began questioning Jack.
"Do not touch my son. He has not broken any laws and - for you, a fully grown man, to stand there and... intimidate this child - your behaviour is entirely unprofessional."
Zephyr will legit come fully prepared with information and intimidation. The man is tall and dressed in mostly black. He can and will scare a bitch if he needs to keep his baby safe.
...and then you get Jack G keeping their little pup safe, and smothering him in hugs as soon as he gets home.
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any-villarreal · 5 years
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If I were slenderverse protagonist, I would simply ignore all that freaky shit. Fuck are them magical little bitches gonna do about it? Slenderman can mind his own damn businesses, I don't have time for that shit. Gonna kill all my friends and Family??? Well RIP but I still got dishes to clean and a carpet to vacuum so fuck off.
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lemonsweet · 10 months
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I swear I drew transgenderman slendeman but I can't find it -_-
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hitmewithachairs · 5 years
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Ben: Would you fuck a clone of yourself?
Ticci toby: Yes.
Masky: No.
Eyeless jack: I don't want to fuck my clone because it would be gay sex and I'm not gay.
Jane: I'm not gay, but I would totally fuck my clone.
hoodie: I'm gay, but I still don't want to fuck my clone, that's gross and weird.
Laughing jack: I don't want to fuck my clone because my self-loathing is that strong.
Nina: I'd totally want to fuck my clone because I want to know if I'm good in bed.
bloody painter: I'd fuck my clone because who would know better how to fuck me than me?
Homicidal liu: I'd totally do all sorts of weird things to my clone I'd be embarrassed to ask someone else to do.
Jason: To be honest, fucking my clone has always been my fantasy.
Puppeteer: It's basically the same thing as masturbating, right? So no big deal.
Dollmaker: It's not the same as masturbating, it'd be like having sex with your twin — wrong and bad!
Clockwork: I would not have sex with my clone because what if my clone is evil?
Jeff the killer: Not only would I have sex with my clone, I'd probably make a bunch of clones and just get it on with all of them at once because that's how pro-clone fucking I am.
slendeman: You guys are nasty and I'm frankly a little concerned.
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