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mythicalmyles · 11 months

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double pen + breeding + somno + dubcon + size difference literally doesnt matter who just no minors 🥺 pretty please with a cherry kn top

Masky x Hitchhiker!Reader x Hoodie

amab male reader

(Noncon/dubcon, double pen, breeding, size difference, overstimulation, drugging, pet play, video taping, use of the word pussy)

You blew air through your nose as the fourth car passed you, you flopped your arm down to your side and kicked a rock. If you’re idiot friends hadn’t spent all day arguing you wouldn’t have had to walk off on your own. You crossed your arms angrily glowering at the road, cursing everyone you had ever known as you leaned against the gas stations fence..

You looked upto see a truck making its way down the road. Anxiety fluttered through your stomach but your desperation outweighed your brains and you stuck your arm out. You doubted you would turn out like the others. It slowed down next to you and you fought off your anxiety.

A rather large man came hopping out of the side, his dark brown hair flopping down over his face. He had a angry scar streaked across his eye, his eyes were cold and held something dark and twisted inside of them. He had tanned skin and a scruffy beard hiding his jaw, he was almost twice your size and you couldn't help but shrink under his direct stare. "Hop in." Was all he said as he walked past you, you thought a smirk tugged at his lips but you shook it off as your tired eyes playing tricks.

"Tha-.." You drawled off but he was already pushing open the door to the bathroom. You swallowed down your nerves and made your way to the door, another man with his hands on the wheel. "Uhm, Hi." You choked out as you pulled yourself up, struggling with the height of their truck. You suddenly felt a hand twist into your jumper and you were yanked up, falling into his shoulder.

You jumped back and began frantically apologising to him, embarrassment taking hold of you. "You're fine." His voice wasn't as rough as the others and despite the fact you would be stuck in a truck with two men who were twice your size, one you knew could pick you up without breaking their stoic face.

You both sat in silence for a few moments as you looked at your lap. "Brian." You visibly jolted when his voice broke through the silence, eyes snapping to him. You stared at him for a moment before quickly choking out your name. Brian's lip tugged up, you seemed like you would be a good boy for them. After all, they had went out of their way to pick you up.

The other guy suddenly appeared, throwing himself onto the seat and slamming the door behind him. You tried to steady your breathing as you were pressed up against both of them, anxiety clawed at your mind as any chance of escape was cut off. You quietly gulped down some air as Brian began driving. "Names Tim, what's yours?" You snapped your gaze upto him. "Oh, uhm yeah sorry my names (Name)."

You felt scared looking into his eyes so you stared out the window, looking out into the night sky. "Want a drink?" Tim held a bottle out to you, you could feel the back of your throat cracking so you gladly accepted the bottle. You handed it back to him and he just threw it to the bottom of the car.

Brain eventually turned the radio on, playing softly in the background. The heat of the truck combined with being sandwiched between two large men had your eyes beginning to flutter closed. You must've outdone yourself today, you figured that was the reason for the sudden inability to keep your eyes open.

You relaxed back against the seat, barley registering the hand that landed on your thigh. Masky smirked over to Hoodie, happy the sedative he had put into the bottle before stopping made quick work of you. "I think this time is different." Masky grinned, Hoodie nodded as he continued to drive.

Masky easily opened your legs, a small chuckling exhale being drawn from him when you let out a snore. He turned so he could pull down your jeans, easily manhandling you to get them off. You flopped back against the seat when he was done removing your close, still sound asleep despite Masky hitting your head off of the roof a couple of times.

Masky hit the storage compartment and it flung open, he threw out all the papers inside and grabbed out a bottle of lube. "At least that sleaze was handy for something. He died too quick for my liking." He pulled one of your legs between his, making sure you couldn't pry yourself away. He lubed up three of his fingers and without warning pushed two into you.

You shot up with a moan, shocked drowsy eyes staring at Masky in surprise. He wrapped his arm around your neck, cutting off your breathing. Since the truck was automatic Hoody pulled one of his hands from the steering wheel, hooking it under the thigh closest to him and helping Masy keep them pried open.

You whimpered in Masky's hold, choking out moans through sealed lips as his fingers rammed into your prostate and stretched you open. You squealed and twisted in their hold when Masky pressed a third finger into you, tears dripping down your cheeks and they tore you apart. Neither of them seemed to care about your fingernails that had embedded into their flesh, your sobbing moans only seemed to make them act up more.

Masky didn't waste much time in stretching you open, pulling his digits out with globs of lube chasing them. You whined as you felt the goo drip down your ass. "Ple-please stop it." You choked out when Masky's hand moved from your throat, he pulled you into his lap completely ignoring your words. "Whatcha say Hoodie? We fuck this cute little puppy nice and full of cum? He's so tiny, so easy to move" Masky's voice was cruel and you hated the way your cock twitched with reaction.

"Don-don't you dare." You cried out, trying to get off of Masky's lap and only resulting in having your head slammed into the dashboard. His rough calloused hands grabbed your ass cheeks and pried them apart, you buried your head into your crossed arms as you lay across the dashboard.

"Ah-Shit. N-no!" You cried out when his tongue suddenly licked a stripe across your hole. His hands dug into you, rugged nails scraping your flesh as he suddenly pushed his tongue into you and began fucking you with it. "Oh, no, fuck!" You choked out, sobbing into your arms. You barley even registered yourself beginning to grind back onto his tongue, whimpering as your body shook with pleasure.

"What a good boy, just lie there and take it." Hoodie's voice made you whine and your body twitch, you turned to see him watching you from his peripheral. You had almost forgotten about it existence and hot shame flooded you, you didn't have much time to dwell before you were yanked back against Masky's chest. You tried to fight him but he pulled his cock out of his jeans, watching it hit up against yours.

You let out a loud panicked yelp as you began fighting him harder, you could feel his cock sliding between your thighs and against your own cock. He felt really heavy, and he was really big. You didn't think they could get that back, it would've impressed you if you knew it wasn't about to split you open.

"Please dont." You begged shaking your head. "It wont fit." You whimpered out, Masky pulled your legs upto your chest. He made sure you could see his thick cock catch against your hole, you sucked in a breath of air when he wrapped his hand around his cock and began pressing into you.

"N-No! Am-A-" You cut yourself off with a strangled moan as he buried his cock into you, you freely sobbed in his lap as you tried to cope with the overwhelming feeling of being stretched beyond belief. He began grinding up into you, his cock rubbing against your prostate and making you curl your toes.

You looked down at your stomach, eyes doubling when you noticed the bulge in your stomach. Your mouth dropped open as your hoarse voice cracked out, in strangled gasps. You didn't notice the truck veering off to the side and stopping. Hoodie pulled his camera out of the side department, quickly turning it on and turning it onto you. "C'mon Masky, I want a better shot." His voice caught your attention and you felt your heart skip a few beats when you came eye to eye with a camera.

You began shaking your head but Masky's hand slapped over your mouth, turning sideways and leaning against the door so Hoodie could get a good view. You didn't bother begging them to stop, not when you could barley even string a sentence together instead your words were drowned by moans. Masky easily bounced you on his lap, groaning as you tightened around his cock.

"Such a good puppy for me, so good. You gonna take all the cum i give you and be my good little cum dump." You whimpered as his words shot through your stomach, leaving a fire burning in its wake.

It took Masky a couple more thrusts before you were wailing as you clenched hard around his cock, whining as he continued fucking your sensitive hole at the same pace. "N-No mor-e!" You cried, body beginning to drip with sweat.

"Room for one more? I wanna breed this cute little pussy too." You couldn't even feel it in you to whine with your shame, letting out small moans as Masky readjusted you both and Hoodie came between your spread legs. You looked up at him with fear in your eyes, he grinned down at you as his hands wrapped around your knees. He yanked them up, ignoring your wailing as Masky's cock moved inside of you. "No, I-can't." Your voice was high, body twitching with overstimulation.

You broke down into full blown sobs when Hoodie's cock began sliding into you alongside Masky's, once Hoodie had fully sheathed his cock inside of you, you lost your voice. Cracks instead leaving your throat as they both fucked into you, never leaving you empty.

You leaned back against Masky's shoulder, staring into Hoodie's camera. Pleasure tore you apart, their cocks stretching you further then you could ever think you would. "Think we keep this little puppy we found? Think our slutty little puppy can go back to normal cock after this?" Hoodie chuckled, deep ragged breathing as you swallowed up his cock, lube squelching inside of you.

Snot and tears dripped down your face, your hands too tied into their clothing to bother wiping any of it away. Neither Hoodie or Masky cared, they liked you better like this. Whining like a good bitch, stretched around their cocks. "Do-don't worry though, we'll take go-good care of you." Hoodie growled out, burying his head into your neck and biting down on your shoulder.

You had no doubt he was going to leave teeth marks embedded into your flesh with how hard he bit down, you felt your eyes twitch close against despite being ready to cum again. You bounced between conscious and unconscious as they had their ways with you. It was downright filthy, getting picked up and railed by two truckers. Yet it unlocked something deep inside of you, loving the way their cocks stretched you beyond your limit. The way their rough, scarred hands ran over your body, tweaking your nipples and grabbing at your flesh.

It all felt like too much, you tightened around the both of them, letting out one last scream as you came hard. You painted both you and Hoodie but he didn't care, his thrusts picking up as he began to lose it.

You felt lost as they emptied their loads into you, thick cum filling up your insides and slipping out between their cocks. Hoodie continued to thrust gently into you, enjoying the pained look that flashed across your face.

He chuckled as he pulled back, pulling up his jeans but not bothering to fasten them. You felt confused when Masky didn't pull you off his cock, seeming content to sit with his arms wrapped around your waist. "If we wanna breed you properly, we can't waste any." He smirked as his hands began running over your stomach.

All you could do was whine with every bump on the road.

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chitteringcicadaeyes · 1 month

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ooga booga

(click for better quality idk why tumblr blurs my art so bad help)

#fan art #digital art #brahms heelshire #brahms the boy #the boy 2016 #slashers #male yandere #yandere #slasher movies #shouts out to the anon who asked for more brahms #if u get the references you slay #tim wright #btw take the comic as platonic or romantic as u want #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms x reader

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sister-lucifer · 25 days

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Sorry but I NEED to hear the elaboration for tim x puppyboy reader in heat and the collage au toby x reader please if you can cuz I'm already dying to hear a snippet of it 😭

aww the puppyboy reader one is cute

poor baby reader is in heat when tim is at work, the first real job he’s had in a while, and they can’t take it. they call tim and beg him to come home, unable to take the need anymore despite knowing how important this job is. tim rushes home without hesitation, and he finds his puppyboy whining and begging to be touched and of course tim has to help them. reader is just so needy, pulling him to the bed while profusely apologizing for being such a bad puppy, pulling him away from work like a bad, bad dog.

tim shushes his puppyboy gently and assures him it’s okay, that they matter to him so much more that any silly job. now they just have to sit back and let him take care of them.

the college au toby x reader is the exact opposite.

reader is a sheltered, repressed christian boy who refuses to acknowledge all the gay thoughts he has. he has to room with toby in his dorm, and toby is not quiet about his queerness. he brings guys home and shamelessly flirts with reader, and reader can’t stand how much they like it!

they snap at him, saying he’s nothing but a sinning homosexual, a dirty, horrible man and that’s it!

toby corners them against the wall, leaning in close and whispering to them.

“if i’m a dirty, horrible man, then you’re going to be absolutely filthy when i’m done with you.”

and when he’s done and they’re both laying on the floor, reader tired and dazed, he acts like he’s about to lean in for a kiss. he pulls away at the last second, leaving reader floundering and confused.

“what?” toby snickers, “i didn’t think you’d want a kiss from a dirty homosexual like me. get yourself cleaned up, faggot.”

[if you wanna see more ideas like this you can find the list here]

#tw internalized homophobia #tw homophobia #i’ve got mail!#fic idea #fic ideas #ticci toby smut #creepypasta #ticci toby x reader smut #male reader #ticci toby x reader #marble hornets #tim wright #tim wright x reader

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 10 months

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Hello, I have a scenario request <3 your an infected but you still have normal brain functions [ie you aren’t feral/completely gone in the head and can still sorts function. Your body is partially decayed and you can’t speak, but you can still partially function] Brian, Tim and Toby find you and bring you back, without knowing your partially infected, and realize that you can still sort-of function normally and won’t attack them.

So sorry this took me so long!

TW: Gorey depictions of your body!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Brian, Tim and Toby with an Infected!Reader

Wandering the woods in an apocalypse was both very stupid, and very resourceful. On one hand, you could end up finding a hoard of the undead. On the other hand, you could find something useful, like first aid kits, ammo, food, etc.

Or, (like this time) you may just find some survivors. Which is what these three men had thought they found today. You lay there, in this pile of leaves, twigs and bugs, completely knocked out and unresponsive to anything they tried. And so, Tim picks you up and hauls you on his back, while Brian carries Tim's other things, trying to quickly get back to their cabin before sun down.

Once they get back, Toby is the first to point out that your leg is almost fully decayed, and that your skin has a purple-ish undertone to it. The trio gets to work, zip tying your hands, putting you in a room by yourself, and wedging a piece of wood into your mouth.

By the time you wake up, it is early in the morning. Maybe 1 or 2 at the latest. You begin to frantically hit the walls with your body, trying to bust your way out of the room you are in. This wakes the boys up, seeing various lights turn on in different rooms and hearing the heavy footsteps coming your way.

There is hushed argument outside the door about what they should do with you, before Tim slowly enters the room with a knife held in one had, and a makeshift pillow sheild in the other. He fully expects you to charge him, and when you do, Toby will shoot you so that this whole ordeal can be over and done with.

You instead, stand still, giving him a puzzled look. This confuses everyone, and they look to each other for what to do next. "Are you....infected?" Tim asks you finally. You look down to your body, before looking back up at him with a "duh" look. "Can you....understand me?" He asks again.

You nod. "Can you talk?" He asks, slowly placing the knife down on the ground to make himself appear less threatening. You shake your head in response.

The boys share another look with each other before Tim approaches you, and uses the pillow to carefully jab you. You, in turn, make a frustrated noise. "How rude!" You think to yourself. This makes everyone jump back, expecting the worst.

When you dont do anything else, Tim begins to approach you again, after grabbing his knife off the floor. "Im gonna untie you, but you can't hurt us, ok?" You nod and hold up your wrists. He cuts the ties off and takes the wood out of your mouth. You rub your wrists and move your jaw out of habit from when you were living, expecting to be sore.

Since then, you have grown in relationship with all three of the boys, even working alongside them. You are able to get past other infected people in order to get things that they need. In turn, you get shelter and easy access to your fair share of nutrients (living people) through looking at who's wronged your friends in the past...

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anoncausewhynot · 4 months

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Till Death Do Us Part

Masky X Reader

You. you were the one currently making his life hell. The one who haunted his mind and soul and had sewn seeds of doubt into him. Masky, the cold hearted, stoic leader of the proxies was the one who you had somehow managed to weasel into the heart of. You were his every waking thought, his curiosity turned obsession. First he watched from the inside as Tim talked to you. Watched and felt as Tim began to grow closer and closer to you, as his feelings began to morph into those of love. It was a unique feeling for Masky, one that was strange but not exactly unpleasant. In a way he liked you too, at first that was. Until you began to distract Tim, especially when Tim began working for The Slenderman and Masky began to surface more. The saddest thing to him was that at the beginning you couldn’t even realize when Tim was himself and when he was Masky, sure you vaguely clocked the moodshift but you assumed it was something in his own tormented personal life and nothing you should be prying on.

Even when Tim was completely under Slendermans control he still found a way to talk to you and shower you in affection. It was all so unlike him, and when he was completely under Masky’s control and there no longer a ‘Tim’, you barely noticed. Masky was annoyed and tried to distance himself from you but its like his body physically couldn’t go more then a few days without seeing or talking to you. It disgusted him. It made him feel weak and it made his stomach twist and turn. “I feel like we’re not as close as we used to be” You had said, clutching the warm drink in your hands, that day you had both decided to have a date in the park despite it being mid december.

“What?” Masky had feigned confusion.

“You’re different, i still love you of course but, somethings off” Because you two were sitting so close together on the bench, you could easily rest your head on his shoulder as you talked. His body remained stiff against yours.

“I think you’re just imagining it” Masky responded. You turned your head and placed a hand on his cheek, you tilted your head up and kissed his cheek.

“Maybe you’re right”

Masky was fed up now, he couldn’t take it anymore. He knew Slenderman knew about you and your intrusions on Masky’s work ethic, so your days were definitely numbered. That realization made Masky spiral. He didn’t want Slenderman to kill you, he didn’t want you to die at all. But he knew you had to, and he might as well be the one to do it. Masky wasted no time, he wanted you gone and out of his mind as soon as possible. He planned a date night with you and put on a sickeningly sweet persona, kissing you and holding your hand and complimenting every stupid little quirk you had that he could think of. That night as he lay in your bed he sat up, staring at your perfectly serene expression as you slept. This was the moment. The one he had had waiting for. But something in him made him freeze and look out your window, the one right across from the bed. The one looking into the forest. His eyes landed on the familiar sight of a tall slim creature, standing still as if to try and blend in with the trees. And that's when Masky knew he was already too late.

#back again just to simp over masky #creepypasta #masky #masky marble hornets #mh masky #tim masky #masky x reader #tim marble hornets #tim wright #x reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gn reader #slenderman #marble hornets x reader

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princessvomitiloveyou · 6 months

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Tim Wright x Male Reader

Tim Wright x Male Reader!!

[My first request!]

Warnings: None! Just simple fluff and male reader!

Notes: I hate fanon Masky LMAO and I actually like burnt pizza and sorry that this was so short! I ran out of ideas but I’m trying to get a lot of my work done too lol. I’m also so so sorry if this is out of character, I tried my best to make it right

Tapping your foot against the floor, your arms crossed across your chest, you were bound to look annoyed to everyone.

Most of your friends pointed it out and when you brushed them off, they just concluded it was just a thing guys went through. Went through what exactly? That, you don’t know.

What you do know though is you spent all day trying to make pineapple pizza for Tim and only for it get burnt. It was his favorite and you managed to mess it up.

What a way to prove yourself to your crush.

You buried your face into the couch pillow in shame before picking your head up to stare longingly at the oven. There, on top of it was your attempt at a pizza.

With a sigh, you got up and went over to try again. You picked away any blackened part and even taste tested it just to be sure,

After a couple of minutes, your pizza finally looked delicious and you placed it on a plate.

And that’s when the love of your life, Tim walked in.

You jolted in surprise and you quickly turned around to hold it up for him.

“Hey, so I notice that you’ve been a little miserable lately so I uh…made this for you.”

Tim’s eyebrows raise in surprise and he took the plate in his hands, a small smile gracing his lips.

“I really appreciate that but what’s up with your face? You look terrified”

Your gaze averted away as sweat slowly poured down your face.

“I just put all of my effort into this. It exhausted me but anything for a friend.”

That was the semi-truth. You don’t recall how much you actually did put into it but it certainly wasn’t your all. And the only thing that exhausted you was the embarrassment you felt from burning the damn pizza.

Tim’s expression softened and he put the plate down before he suddenly pulled you into a hug. Your body stiffened but you wrapped your arms around him too, your face resting against his shoulder.

After a moment, Tim whispered softly into your ear with a hint of underlying sadness.

“Thank you for understanding. It seems like no one else does.”

You didn’t respond but you leaned forward to kiss his cheek gently.

Maybe it would be okay after all.

#Tim Wright #Marble Hornets #Tim Wright X Reader #Tim Wright x Male Reader #timothy wright #creepypasta #x reader #I hate fanon Masky #Timothy Wright x Reader #princessvomitwrites

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ne0nlightzz · 7 months

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'DONT FORGET THE SUN || PART 5 TEASER

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trees....again..

car engine?...

yelling?.....

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I blinked, glancing down at my shoes.

Getting to skip the doctor's office and stay home alone? Hell yeah, I haven't been home alone in so long because mom rarely trusted me to be alone and Scarlett always assumed the worst so she never left me home alone either, but it's not like something will ever actually happen so what can really go wrong?

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I quickly glanced through the blinds of the kitchen window, but not being able to see who exactly is at the door due to the window being set up to point more towards the side yard, i did see a old pick-up truck at the very end of the driveway.

...weird? i guess?

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my head had started to slightly ache and a low static or buzzing had started to fill my head, i placed the palm of my right hand on my temple and slowly blinked before moving to rub my eyes then attempting to ignore the growing static and ache.

what the fuck.

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END OF TEASER.

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I hope yall are excited for the long past due part five of 'Don't Forget The Sun'!! i know im excited to finally be done with part five and hopefully be done with the damn writer's block and lack of motivation that played a large part in the delay of this chapter. also please keep in mind this is sorta a filler chapter and was supposed to be shorter but im pretty sure its actually closer to 4000-ish words- hopefully part five will be the last chapter that's paced like this and will help the plot move forward-

anyway, im going to stop ranting to avoid spoiler's and hope yall are excited for chapter five and hope this isn't to shitty of a teaser, ive never been great at teasers and descriptions- but part five will hopefully be posted at some point Thursday or Friday! [im finishing up some editing and final details as we speak]

also i highly suggest yall read my lates DFTS announcement/update on my Wattpad and Qoutev activity as it does fill in alot on the story and where ive been and also just reading my last few things on those should explain it pretty well to!! anyway again hope yall are excited and im very sorry its so damn late! also hopefully a new part of my story "We Are Young" will be out this month plus maybe some older WP reqs and Tumblr reqs!

-Luv Lee<3[ur local inconsistent writer]

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arkbriham · 2 months

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hhhi … my name is brian and i wnna get more into doin request posts for my sillies !! especially those of you that are creepypasta / cod fans in 2024 :)

so sort of an intro !! i’m almost 17, male, and am in a variety of fandoms. my list is;

creepypasta

marble hornets

call of duty

a few more i’ll add later …

so…if you have any asks, please ask ! i’ll start real fic writing as soon as i get my first ask so please send away. HEART !!!! also i write. anything. i don’t care. ask me to do anything. meow !! i love x readers and i fancy a good horror or romance

i do dark horror. very dark. gore. so please ask for it. but like….x reader gore. HAHAHA im a lil freak …

also if you suggest x reader i’ll gladly do female but i focus on male readers, TRANS male readers and nb readers. i’ll really do anything :) have fun asking !

#brian thomas #jeff the killer #eyeless jack #tim wright #ticci toby #marble hornets #ticcy toby #toby rogers #creepypasta #creeps #ask me anything #fanfic #x reader #creepypasta x reader #male reader #female reader #nb reader #gore #horror

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whole-circus · 10 months

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MASTERLIST / ABOUT REQUESTS / MASTERLIST II

since the start to 31 july 2023 >:3

Creepypasta

Jeff the Killer

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Pegging them! (ftm reader)

Soft but dominant reader (male reader)

Scene reader (gn)

Reader that knew them before tragic events

Reader that covers their body

Grim reaper reader

Albino reader

Room headcanons

Nurse reader (male)

Reader with selective mutism (gn)

Night ride with Jeff (fluff)

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Fun summer activities

NSWF headcanons

Cozy night (NSWF)

Male observant reader

Reader that has changed a lot since they last met

Dating hcs (male reader)

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Dokuro-chan like reader (gn)

Fem reader that looks masc and gets misgendered often

Insecure reader with many scars and stretch marks

Homicidal Liu

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Pegging them! (ftm reader)

Vampire girlfriend (fem reader)

Scene reader (gn)

Deadpool like reader (fem)

Reader that knew them before tragic events

Reader that covers their body

Reader that is a ray of sunshine

Room headcanons

Plus sized reader (fem)

Reader with selective mutism (gn)

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

NSWF headcanons

Fun summer activities

Male observant reader

Reader that has changed a lot since they last met

Giving and receiving flowers hcs

Eyeless Jack

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Reader that knew them before tragic events

Reader that covers their body

Room headcanons

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Creepypastas with reader that has tail

Ben Drowned

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Reader that knew them before tragic events

Reader that covers their body

Grim reaper reader

Room headcanons

Nurse reader (male)

Break the internet (NSWF)

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Fun summer activities

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Dokuro-chan like reader (gn)

Fem reader that looks masc and gets misgendered often

Ticci Toby

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Pegging them! (ftm reader)

Reader that knew them before tragic events

Reader that covers their body

Grim reaper reader

Albino reader

Date ideas

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Fun summer activities

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Creepypastas with reader that has tail

Fem reader that looks masc and gets misgendered often

Insecure reader with many scars and stretch marks

Laughing Jack

Reader that covers their body

Fun summer activities

NSWF hcs!

X-Virus

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Jane the Killer

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Reader that has changed a lot since they last met

Creepypastas with Tomie Kawakami like (gn)

Clockwork

Room headcanons

Fem reader that looks masc and gets misgendered often

Nina the Killer

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Candy Pop

NSWF hcs!

Slenderman

Creepypastas with reader that has tail

Hobo Heart

Room headcanons

Sally Williams

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Masky

Small things they would do for you when you depressed!

Pegging them! (ftm reader)

Werewolf reader (fem)

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror character

Fun summer activities

Creepypastas with reader that has tail

Tim Wright

Sleeping with Tim

Hoodie

Pegging them! (ftm reader)

Creepypastas with reader that has tail

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mythicalmyles · 2 years

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masky? breeding, bondage, masochism kinks

Prison au

(Name) let out a laugh, leaning against one of the prisoners cells. He was always kind, usually getting close to some. He wouldn’t deny some of it was selfish, he figured if he showed everyone kindness he could be spared in a possible riot. He couldn’t deny it was his biggest fear as a guard, he wasn’t that big. Most of the inmates dwarfed him.

He preferred to learn about people and he knew a few could be jailed for simple mistakes. Sometimes desperation can drive people insane, he could get it having grown up ass broke. He never let his guard down, he may have empathy but he wasn’t stupid. There were murders who did it for fun, not that he really had to interact much. He couldn’t deny he was glad for it though.

He let out a sigh as his eyes flicked to the clock. “Have fun, boss.” The inmate laughed, waving him off. “Oh I’m sure i will.” He called back. He quickly made his way up the stairs and lightly jogged over to the double doors that led to the D block. Luckily he was just in the med bay today, didn’t mean something couldn’t kick off but it was rarer than checking in on some of them.

He flopped into a chair at a desk opposite of the nurse, her tired old eyes flicking to him. She forced a small exhausted smile, (Name) felt bad for her. She had to deal with some at their absolute worst, she wasn’t really mean but she was very strict. She had childrens at home and was usually tired by the time her shift started. It was why some of the guards had decided to accommodate her. They’d drop in and look after things while she slept for a while, they all had basic training and the prison couldn’t afford another employee. (Name) had gotten the job purely because he’d timed his application right and they had been desperate for another guard.

(Name) was sure the prison was held together with rubber bands at this point, most of the time it was freezing and the lights went out so often everyone had stopped complaining. (Name) leaned back in his chair, watching Arina stand and head through the back to sleep.

It wasnt long after two guards came in with a beaten prisoner, his blue eyes were set in a cold hard glare aimed at the floor. His eyebrows were furrowed and the corner of his lips were turned down. (Name) couldn’t find an ounce of humanity in the man, he looked a ball hair away from snapping someones neck. Luckily he was handcuffed and he was not so gracefully pushed onto the bed by two guards who left without a word. (Name) rolled his eyes, turning to the prisoner

“What happened?” He questioned pulling out a book. “Why’s a guard playing nurse? Then again, looking at you i doubt you’re good for much else.” The smugness in his voice made (Names) eye twitch. He cleared his voice and repeated himself, not letting the prisoner get to him too much.

“I got jumped by some other inmates.” He shrugged, throwing himself over the bed to lie down. (Names) chest twinged, he hated when people ganged up on one. “Im sorry.” (Name) spoke, he didn’t catch Tims eyes shooting to him as he began cleaning up his arm cuts. (Name) wasnt too surprised when he didnt react to the antiseptic spray he used, not a lot of inmates did.

Luckily it was scratches, he was lucky his attackers didn’t have shivs. (Name) didnt doubt he’d have some bruises soon too, he had patches of red swollen skin. “What’s your name?” (Name) questioned, putting bandages on the few deep scratch wounds be had ended up with. “Tim.” (Name) nodded, quickly patching the inmate up and moving to fill out some paperwork.

When (Name) finally found the paperwork after what felt like five minutes of searching. He victoriously softly whispered an ‘Aha!’ As he threw his arms up, before he’d had a thought his wrists were gripped and he was shoved onto the desk and cuffed.

Tim gripped (Names) hips, yanking hum back into his chest before spinning him around. Time couldn’t deny he relished in the shock on the cops face. “You really reallly shouldn’t turn your back on a murderer.” Tim laughed, stopping when (Name) barley even flinched. (Name) thought for a few moments, he knew the guy was murderer now but what kind was all he could think about. He wondered if it was self defence or cold blooded, it could be either and he could just be desperate for escape. A hand gripping his jaw pulled him from his thoughts. Tims eyebrows were furrowed, he wasn’t getting a kick from this. It wasn’t fun if they weren’t pissing their pants in fear. He tilted his head at (Name), Tim licked his lips when he saw (Names) pupils dilate.

Tim smirked as he unbuttoned the guards shirt, grinning at the fact (Name) didn’t have an under shirt on. Not that he could blame him with how hot it was. (Name) barley moved a muscle, eyes watching Tim unbutton him. Tim flattened his hand against (Names) chest, dragging against his nipples as Tims hands moved down his body. (Name) moaned and pushed into Tims hands. “Whore.” Tim laughed as (Name) glared at him. Just as (Name) was going to shoot back Tim grabbed his cock, (Name) jolted back in shock.

Tim didn’t stop there, he ground his hand onto (Names) cock causing him to let out deeper breaths. Tim didn’t play with him long, he quickly ripped down (Names) pants after undoing his fly. Tim yanked (Name) forward by the hips, turning him around again and this time bending him over the desk. Tim left him as he walked straight to a cupboard by the sink, where they always kept the lube for rectal examinations.

Tim quickly made his way back and lubed up his fingers, he wasted no time in pushing two of his digits into the guards hole. “So whats your name?” Tim questioned as he quickly fucked his digits into (Names) ass, (Name) was quick to moan and apparently too slow to answer as Tim’s hand soon made sharp contact with his ass. (Name) let out a choked moan and arched his back, Tim couldn’t resist and landed another two smacks.

(Name) choked his name out inbetween moans, his teeth biting hard on his lip. He’d kick himself if he woke up Arina. (Name) had to choke back hard when Tim added a third finger, his hole burned slightly but he relished in it. Tim slapped his ass five more times before pulling out his fingers, yet again he pulled (Name) around, this time sitting him on the desk. (Name) let out a loud choked moan out behind Tims hand, luckily he was quick to quiet down the guard as Tim pushed his cock into him.

Tim looked into (Names) eyes as they rolled back, he couldn’t help himself and he pressed his lips to the guards. Quick to push his tongue into (names) mouth and explore. (Name) kissed back just as hard moaning into Tims mouth as he was bounced on his cock. (Name) wished Tim had cuffed his hands infront so he could have at least held into his neck.

Tim pulled him off of the desk due to the rattling, using his strength to keep bouncing the guard on his cock as he bit and marked his neck. (Name) felt Time bite hard enough to make him bleed, he bit the junction between (Names) neck and collar. (Name) let out a small squeal as he bit and rolled his lips together.

(Name) wished be could let go, he wanted to moan loudly. He was loosing his composure and he was loosing it quick, every time Tim slammed his cock into (Name) he saw stars and felt dizzy. “You’re so tight pretty boy.” (Name) arched into Tim’s chest begging for more as the other gripped him tightly, it wasn’t long before (Name) couldn’t hold back and Tim quickly covered his mouth as he arched and let out a loud moan.

“I’m gonna stuff this little hole full of my cum, everyone here is gonna know how much of a little whore you are.” Tim’s thrusts hit harder and (Names) eyes rolled back, moaning into his palm. “God you probably want to be bred don’t you slut.”

“I don’t mind, ill stuff you full and breed you up.” He came all over Tims orange jumpsuit, Tim not handling the tightness quickly followed after. Tim flopped forwards, pushing (Name) against. Tim lazily ground his cock into (Name) who weakly moaned, looking at Tim confused. “I wasn’t kidding when i told you i was breeding you.” Tim grinned and pressed his lips to (Names).

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jumpingjelliefish · 1 year

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Master List :)

So sorry that I haven't had a master list up yet! But here we are.

--Head-cannons about multiple Creeps--

(Head cannons for the slender mansion)

(How I'll write the Creeps pt. 1)

(How I'll write the Creeps pt. 2)

--X READER--

Jeff the killer:

(Obsessive! Jeff x escapee GN! Reader)

(Pt2 coming soon!)

(Jeff x Kidnapped! Reader)

Eyeless Jack:

(Dating head-cannons)

(Hurt! Jack x GN! Reader)

(Coming soon)

Slenderman:

(Dating Head-cannons)

(Demon GN! Reader Head-Cannons)

Masky + Tim Wright:

(Dating Head-cannons GN! Reader)

(Dead GN! S/O - Play thing)

Hoodie + Brian Thomas:

(Dead GN! S/O - Play thing)

(Coming soon)

Laughing Jack:

(Yandere Head-cannons w/female reader)

Ticci Toby:

(Obsessive Toby x MALE Reader)

(Coming soon)

#ej creepypasta #slenderman creepypasta #creepypasta #masky and hoody #masky marble hornets #hoodie marble hornets #mh hoodie #mh masky #ticci toby #laughing jack #jeff the killer #master list

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sister-lucifer · 1 year

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Hiya, hope you're having a pog day <3

I wanted to make a request if possible (also if you're comfortable with it, if not, feel free to ignore this ask!! no worries)

nsfw headcanons for Hoodie and Masky with a trans masc s/o (with top surgery scars)

Masky + Hoodie w/ a trans masc partner who has top surgery scars

Masky + Hoodie x Reader (separately)

Genre: Fluff + NSFW, headcanons

Content/warnings: There’s a lot of talk of reader’s body but it’s all positive, Tim is insecure about his scars, chest + tummy kisses, tooth rotting fluff AND some soft romantic NSFW 😌

Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio (request rules + masterlist in pinned post)!

Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out

Feedback is encouraged and appreciated:)

Not fully proofread! Let me know if you see any errors!

A/N: Sorry if you wanted like…hardcore nasty NSFW, this is really sweet 😔

Tim Wright/Masky

Although I don’t personally headcanon Tim as trans (though i definitely enjoy trans tim content 👌😋), he certainly has his fair share of scars

They’re mostly on his arms and hands

Some are from fights, others are from miscellaneous accidents, some have been there as long as he can remember and he’s not even sure where they came from

But theres one thing he knows for sure:

He HATES when people point them out

He can’t really explain it, he just hates having attention drawn to them

You may not feel the same way, but even if you say you don’t mind he’ll be careful not to point them out

That’s not to say you won’t catch him staring when he thinks you’re not looking, though

The scars just look so…natural, on you

Like they’ve always been there

He forgets that they’re scars, really

He’s not sure why he feels so different about scars on you than he does on him

The longer he’s with you the less he notices your scars anymore

And the less he notices his own too

Over time he becomes less insecure about them as he watches you not only live with but accept and maybe even embrace your scars

And there’s something he loves about being able to run his hand down your bare chest, the marks on his hand matching with your scars

Especially when he finds you in bed with him, climbing on top of him and straddling his lap

He cant stop himself from reaching out and pulling your shirt off, his large hands splaying out over your torso as he admires you, feeling your heartbeat thump behind your ribs

If your position allows him to see your chest, don’t be surprised if he can’t pull his eyes away

He’s not very talkative during sex, but he’s always sure to remind you how handsome you are

He knows sex can sometimes trigger dysphoria, and he doesn’t want you to forget that you’re his sweet boy, forever and always

You can thank him for the praise by taking one of his scarred hands and pressing a soft kiss to it, a silent reassurance that his feelings about you are not unrequited

Brian Thomas/Hoodie

Brian, on the other hand, is very vocal about how attractive he finds your scars

Although he’s got a few of his own, they’re generally not very noticeable

And even if someone did point them out, he’d simply laugh them off

So he feels comfortable telling you how much he loves your scars

They’re a reminder of how strong you are, he says

It’s not easy embracing your true trans self in this world, and you should wear your scars with pride

He’s got an artistic streak, so don’t be surprised if he asks to draw on them

He may even suggest getting a cool tattoo to emphasize them!

Like barbed wire or a flower chain or something

But if you don’t want that, he’s perfectly content simply being allowed to run his fingers over your scars

He’ll often absentmindedly begin tracing them whenever you’re laying together, sometimes not even realizing he’s doing it

He loves to kiss your chest too

He’s a romantic type, what can I say 🤷

He just loves to give your scars all the gentle attention they deserve, he can’t help it

Don’t be surprised if his hands find your scars as if they have a mind of their own, always wandering to your chest whenever you’re standing at the counter or sitting on the couch with him

And don’t be surprised if those wandering hands lead to more than just gentle touches

If you allow him his way during sex, he’ll always insist on having you on your back

He’ll pay extra attention to your chest, and i don’t just mean your scars (although they certainly aren’t ignored)

He’s much more vocal than Tim, a constant stream of praises and reassurances spilling from his mouth and he drones on and on about how handsome you are and how lucky he is to have such a beautiful boy like you to take care of

You’re an absolute beauty to him, and he’s going to make sure he tells you every chance he gets

Brian Thomas: The Dysphoria Miracle Cure

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 1 year

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Hello! Could I request a toby Brian and Tim in a zombie apocalypse where they find the reader just wondering the woods

Hello! I apologize for taking so long on this request, I was taking a much needed break but I'm back now and I hope you like this!

Thank you so much for requesting!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Surviving an apocalypse

You were currently panicking more than you ever had in your entire life. While going out for some more supplies, food, first aid, etc, you had a nasty encounter with one of the undead. You had managed to escape with a moderately sized scrape on your arm- which you are pretty sure is now infected with at least a little bit of the creature's saliva. You're basically fucked.

You wander the woods, quickly becoming delirious. Your breathing becomes heavy and uneven, and you trip over every stray stick or branch. Eventually, your vision becomes too blurry to see anything and you fall to the forest floor, the cold soil feeling like heaven against your hot skin. The last thing you see as your eyes give out is a pair of boots in front of you, and another set nudging your head.

When you awake, you are tied down to a makeshift plank on a floor with three people looking at you curiously. "Is it.....dead?" One of them asks, he is the shortest one of the group and the youngest by the looks of it. "God, I hope not. Even death these days isn't really the end." The tallest one says, his voice gruff. There is a stinging sensation in your wound and you make a noise of discomfort, only to realize that you have a rag in your mouth, likely to stop you from biting if you had been infected.

You look to your arm to see that another man wearing a dirty yellow hoodie is cleaning your arm. He glances up at you before going back to cleaning and bandaging your wound. "Sorry, the restraints are only a precaution." He mumbles. After you are all cleaned up, they then test your health to make sure you haven't become one of the undead. Once you are cleared, you are untied and given food, water and fresh clothes. You scarf down your dinner as the three men watch you, seeming as if they are on edge and not fully convinced you won't attack. "So what were you doing in the woods?" The short one asks, who you've learned is Toby. "Looking for help" you reply.

The tallest, who is named Tim speaks next. "....In the woods? An area of the world that probably has the least amount of people?" You stop eating for a moment and look at him. "You found me." He grunts in response.

"You're lucky that we did, too. If we hadn't found you when we did you would've been toast." Brian points out. "It would do you good not to go out until it's fully healed" he adds, motioning to your bandage. You look at it and nod.

Once your wound has healed, it's simply become convenient staying with them. And so you do. You've become a nice addition to their means of survival, as they have to you.

We'll just have to hope that zombies stay your biggest concern....

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anoncausewhynot · 2 years

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What's mine is mine and what's yours is also mine

Things were quiet around the house nowadays, your boyfriend seemed to always be off at work he still was yet to tell you where exactly he worked and life seemed to pass slowly. You went by with minimal human interaction since the job you currently held required you to work from home most days. You found yourself slowly going insane from boredom and not talking to anyone.

You watched Tim leave the house and shook your head. What kind of life was this? He had left wordlessly without a single goodbye or hug. It almost seemed like he was avoiding you. You closed the drapes of your window and walked away. You needed time to think over some of the decisions you had made. But before you left the room fully, something on the coffee table caught your attention. A white mask. You grabbed it gently and looked around the room again, no one in sight. As you had assumed.

You weren’t sure why you did it, it all just came so naturally. You put the mask over your face and immediately caught the scent of blood and smoke. You coughed a bit and an uneasy feeling settled over you. You walked back to your room and swung the door open, practically speed walking to the mirror on your dresser and peering into it.

You examined it, High eyebrows, black lips, and wide holes for the eyes. A faint dry spot of red was vaguely noticeable on the right corner of it. This must be Tim’s, just what kind of job does he have?

Lost deep with in your mind you didn’t notice Tim creeping back into the house to retrieve his forgotten mask, hoping he had come back before you noticed the mask. He frantically looked around the living room, dining room, every other room he could but found nothing. He sighed, giving up. He walked into your shared room and saw you, peering into the mirror wearing his mask. He gently walked up to you, making sure to walk as quietly as he could.

Once close enough he wrapped his arms around your waist, he pulled you close and nuzzled his face into your neck. You flailed around a bit before embracing the hug. You were a bit surprised though, maybe even a bit scared. He kissed your neck and let you go, swiftly pulling the mask off your face. You turned your head to face him and have him a questioning look. “Tim, is that yours?” Tim stared at you for a second his mask still in his hand. He gave a short nod and looked away. He quickly turned back to you and lunged quickly, grabbing your shoulders. “Don’t fucking tell anyone about this” You tried pushing him away but to no avail, he held on even tighter.

You yelled at him to let go and he released his grasp. Sighing and running his hand through his hair. “ Look (Reader) I…I have to go” He rushed out of the room you tried following but Tim continued yelling at you to leave him alone. He walked out the front door and slammed it loudly behind himself, right in your face.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and you wondered what exactly you did to deserve this type of treatment. You were partners, lovers, what secret was so horrible that he had to guard it this carefully? You covered your face with your and hand and tried to decide what to do. Confront him? Leave him? Ignore it all? You couldn’t lie to yourself, you knew you loved him a lot but did he even feel the same about you.

Of course Tim loved you, it was something he couldn’t deny and even though he wasn’t the bed at showing it he truly did care. But Masky, Masky didn’t. And he wasn’t about to give in so easily.

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #marble hornets #masky #masky x reader #x reader #x gn reader #x male reader #x female reader #tim wright #masky mh #tim mh

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