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ijustwannahavefunn · 9 months

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That animation took me way too long to make, although to be fair I had something else I needed to do before but stiLL 👽

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLmXxF6R/

#ijustwannahavefunn's art #digital art #oc #creepypasta oc #wendell #wendell wilson #sing #sway

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mcwacy · 5 days

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aughh this is a wip for an animation(..?) that i’m making!,! it includes 12 pastas/proxies and both daisy and wendell fit 2 of the roles pretty well so i thought i’d include them lol

but while drawing i thought they actually looked pretty good as an art piece itself, so here i am i guess :,D also i totally forgot daisy’s outfit has a waist thingy?? cuz it got covered when i was drawing the other characters and im too lazy to fix it-

#creepypasta #digital art #fanart #daisy #wendell #creepypasta oc #theyre not mine they belong to ijustwannahavefunn #ngl i DO have an oc #but i dont post abt them so theyre kinda dead rn #how do i tag this #daisy white #wendell wilson

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slowlybutsurelygoinginsane · 11 months

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Date with the Creepypastas!

How would it go?

Here are my thoughts

Jeff: He would want to take you on a killing spree. It's one of his favorite things (In my mind) and he wants to share it with you. Afterwards you guys are most definitely going drinking. Drunk or not Jeff would smother you in kisses to show everyone in the building you are his.

(BONUS FOR JEFF! He would give you one of his plushies of him he got from Ijustwannahavefunn.)

Ben: VIDEO GAMES! Honestly even though it sounds lame, the both of you would get into a feisty game of Mario Cart and from all of the joking and yelling, the rest of the creepypastas would start placing bets on you two. After a bunch of competitive gaming, Ben and you would go to his room and cuddle while you watch him play Zelda on his switch.

Laughing Jack: He would definitely take you out to a carnival, since it's where he thrives the best. He would get you candy and win prizes just for you. He would also persuade you to go on the BIGGEST roller coaster there. (If there is one of course) you two would have so many laughs together and that day would definitely be a day neither of you would forget.

Eyeless Jack: He would ask you for your kidneys. LOLLL ngl you would of probably gotten one of you kidneys removed just to give to jack. And instead of eating it he would put it somewhere where it would never go bad. Anyways, you two would spend QUALITY time together. He would ask you what you wanted to do and never disagree unless he thought you would get hurt.

Wendell: OK so he is one of my favorites and I have been wanting to write about this for a while so apologies if its long!!!

Wendell would wait for you to wake up while caressing you face and admiring how beautiful you are. After the both of you are up and dressed he would take you to a coffee shop. (The best way to start your morning.) After spending like 2 hours in the coffee shop he would take you to the movies to see a movie that you REALLY wanted to see. Even if Wendell didn't like the movie, he would sit with you during the movie and CONSTANTLY glance at you and after 10 minutes, finally man up and hold your hand. After the movie he would take you on a romantic walk in the park and pick some flowers for you. You would make a flower crown for him and even though it annoyed him, he would wear it cause it made you happy. After a long romantic day you two would cuddle up in bed and fall asleep while watching the notebook.

Comment if you want more!!!!

#creepypasta #jeff the killer #laughing jack #eyeless jack #wendell wilson #Ben drowned #Date with the creepypastas #this took me so long to write #but it was worth it

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blue-space-dragon · 1 year

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Am i the only one who thinks Wendell (the creepypasta made ijustwannahavefun) is beautiful like why you gotta make him so beautifull funn why???

#Creepypasta #Wendell Wilson #ijustwannahavefun #he is so beautiful #fuck i love this man

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gloomymuffin · 2 years

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TEARING UP, SWEATING, GRIPPING ON MY TABLET UNTIL IT BREAKS

#WENDELL PLEASE #WENDELL WILSON #PLEASE JUST ONE CHANCE

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hugggywuggyblog · 2 years

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Creepy pasta Wendell,wendy,Daisy done with My art my arm is feeling a little better I can draw a little so I hope you love it and my sister is kissy missy - Blog it’s for her cause she did my favorite character Jane in creepy pasta and this is for ijustwannahavefunn check out their blogs and follow I just wanna have fun on social media ok that is it I hope you all have a great morning,Night,afternoon or day bye. Oh sorry it so bad it’s bad because of my arm ok bye.

#creepypasta #Daisy White #Wendy wilson #Wendell Wilson #my art #ijustwannahavefun #kissy missy - blog

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soo-many-funn2 · 2 years

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🙌🙃

Hello! ( i again ._.) this is my best fan art for u

@ijustwannahavefunn

Link to the videos that inspire me:

https://youtu.be/jZaFkPJYZ_I

https://youtu.be/aKnDlseZOAQ

https://youtu.be/axIQq9-jVr0

https://youtu.be/uOKybjtHkXQ

https://youtu.be/HIRILOMuCuc

Please don't reblog 😉

#ijustwannahavefunncontest #.w.#fanart #creepypasta #wendell Wilson #wendy wilson #daisy white #mirrons #soo-many-fun #cute #art

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thankstothe · 5 months

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Murder in the diner

Daylight - broad

New Jersey, 2012

#house md #james wilson #duncan #wendel #screencap #s08e16 “gut check”#getting absolutely evicirated by a child #or his mom #so house if you think about it

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lulu2992 · 3 months

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A few of Far Cry 5’s characters’ former names (according to the files)

Did you know that some characters used to have different names? Here’s what I found:

Adelaide Drubman - Penny Johnson (I’m not sure; it’s unclear)

Casey Fixman - Casey Seagal or Casey Storm

Chad Wolanski - Chad Gardetto

Faith Seed - Selena Seed

George Wilson - George Beel

Guy Marvel - Guy Martel (headcanon: it’s still his name but he thought Marvel was a cooler name for a movie director)

Hurk Drubman Senior - Wayne Senior

Joseph Seed - Daniel Seed

Merle Briggs - Merle Clinton

Wilhelmina Mable - Wilhelmina Maybelline

Tammy Barnes - Tammy Palmer (was she supposed to be Eli’s wife? Maybe!)

Tracey Lader - Traci West

Virgil Minkler - Virgil Knutsen

Wendell Redler - Wendell Darrah

Xander Flynn - Bob Johnson (again, like for Adelaide, not sure)

Also, I’ve said this before but Deputy Pratt’s first name is actually Stacy and not Staci. In the files, it’s only not spelled Stacy once, in the end credits... which is also, unfortunately, the only time players had a chance to see it written.

According to the files, Larry Parker’s first name is Laurence, the man we meet near Arcade machines is Morris Aubrey, and the fisherman is Coyote Nelson… but his description in the unreleased in-game encyclopedia also implies he died, so that might be inaccurate.

Below are the names of other Hope County residents (and where they live(d) and/or work(ed)) found in the deleted in-game encyclopedia:

Daniel Holmes — Holmes Residence

Doug and Debbie Hadler — Gardenview Orchards, Ciderworks, and Packing Facility

Rae-Rae Bouthillier — Rae-Rae's Pumpkin Farm

Niesha Howard — Howard Cabin

Emmet Reaves (in the late 1800s) — Copperhead Rail Yard & Prosperity

Will Boyd (from Far Cry: Absolution; his full name is William) — Boyd Residence

Les Doverspike — Doverspike Compound

Mike and Deb Harris — Harris Residence

Wolfgang Dodd — Dodd’s Dumps

Colin Dodd (Nadine Abercrombie’s grandfather) — Dodd Residence

Joe Roberts — Roberts Cabin

Dr. Kim Patterson — Hope County Clinic

Bobby Budell (in 1946) — Flatiron Stockyards

Doug Fillmore — Fillmore Residence

Orville Fall (found gold in 1865) — Catamount Mines

Mike and Chandra Dunagan — Sunrise Farm

The Redler family (Wendell’s) — Red’s Farm Supply

Andrew and Frances Woodson — Woodson Pig Farm

Don Sawyer — Sawyer Residence

Kay Wheeler — Kay-Nine Kennels

Jules Adams (and an unnamed husband) — Adams Ranch

Jerry Miller (and his family) — Miller Residence

Rick Elliot (his full name is Richard according to a message left by Eli) — Elliot Residence

Jay Loresca — Loresca Residence

"Lonely Frank" — Frank’s Cabin

Dicky Dansky — Dansky Cabin

Roy Tanami — Tanami Residence

Mr. Vasquez — Vasquez Residence

Mr. McDevitt — Misty River Gas

Darby McCoy — McCoy Cabin

Dr. Phil Barlow — Barlow Residence

Travis McClean (and his husband Brent) — McClean Residence

Jasmine Chan — Chan Residence

Jerrod Wilson (in the 1800s) — Throne of Mercy Church

Frankie Sinclair — Sinclair Residence

Lydia (in 1912) — Lydia’s Cave

Dwight Feeney (the chemist who worked with Eden’s Gate and dies in the mission “Sins of the Father”) — Feeney Residence

Lorna Rawlings — Lorna’s Truck Stop

Edward O'Hara — O’Hara’s Haunted House

Kanti Jones — Jones Residence

Coyote Nelson — Nelson Residence

Holly Pepper (and her girlfriend Charlie) — Pepper Residence

Nolan Pettis — Nolan’s Fly Shop

Bob and Penny Johnson — Johnson Residence

Melvin Adams Abercrombie — Abercrombie Residence

Steve McCallough — McCallough’s Garage

Dr. Rachel Jessop (who, and I’ll keep saying this every time I can, was never Faith and always another, entirely different person) — Jessop Conservatory

Dwight Seeley — Seeley’s Cabin

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phillycheesesteakcore · 9 months

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Blood // Water

CONTAINS SEASON 1 SPOILERS!

word count: 2.4k

synopsis: in the days following the Doodler's release, there are those who would use the chaos for their own gain, but Henry Oak and his friends and family aren't going to let that happen

content warnings: none that I'm aware of, if there's anything I missed please let me know!

author's note: I was supposed to finish and post this a while ago, life got in the way, sorry guys. Based vaguely on this.

The days following the Doodler’s release were absolute chaos. As reality seemed to collapse upon itself again and again, people turned to who they thought they could for help, guidance, anything. Religious leaders, government personnel and the like were hounded by the masses, masses who were every bit as terrified and confused as they were.

There were of course those who knew exactly what was going on. A small group of families; the Wilsons, the Oak-Garcias, the Stamplers, and the Foster-Closes, newly returned from an adventure of their own. They’d immediately sprung into action, searching for answers in the arcane and mundane, puzzling a way to put the world back together the way it’d been before.

And there were, of course, those who looked at the world as it was; the turmoil, the discord, the agony, and saw it as cold, hard, gleaming opportunity. After all, who’d notice an extra lining in a wallet, what with the end of the world?

Henry sat slumped in a chair at the kitchen table, arms hanging limply by his side, staring mindlessly ahead at the muted television on the counter. He couldn’t remember the last time he hadn’t felt this dull, pounding ache in is head. He knew he hadn’t slept in… more than just hours. Days? A week? Did it matter? He was hell for it either way. He knew he should rest; knew he just wasn’t useful to anyone like this. But he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t lay his head to sleep peacefully while the world burned outside his window. Not when it was his fault, not when he could’ve done something to stop–

He shook his head, wincing slightly at the pang of pain the movement caused. He couldn’t think like that. It wasn’t helpful. And it’s not true, Mercedes’ voice rang in his head. Henry smiled. She was right, he knew. Rubbing his eyes, he looked blearily at the time displayed in the corner of the news crawl on the tv. 5:55 am. Still staring ahead, he wondered if he should even bother trying to get to bed. The boys would probably be up soon anyways. Henry sighed. He knew he should talk to them. Really talk, not just the shallow tip-toeing they’d done around the issue. Ask why they’d–

Something on the tv caught Henry’s attention. “Klax Korp To Move Ahead with Construction Project” crawled along the bottom of the screen. That couldn’t be right. Henry closed his eyes, trying to concentrate through his headache. Before the… end of the world, Klax Korp had started construction on a new manufacturing site just north of town. But it’d been discovered that there weren’t accommodations in the site plans for proper waste disposal, and that in all likelihood the waste would just being dumped into the river, poisoning the ecosystem of the entire river valley. Henry and Mercedes had organized a very successful protest, halting construction, and eventually an official statement was released from Klax Korp, saying that construction would not resume until a proper solution was found. That’d been barely ten days ago, just before the release of the Doodler, there’s no way they could’ve possibly come up with a feasible solution in such a short time. Proper planning and enacting would take several months at the very least.

Unless of course, they had no intention of making any such changes. Doing so would cost a lot of money, and Klax Korp had proven again and again they were willing to cut any corners to avoid that. The chaos of the Doodler’s release was the perfect time to quietly go ahead with their plans. Henry dragged himself out of his chair, swooning slightly as he did so. He really needed to get some sleep. He knew what he had to do now, and to do it properly he’d need rest. But at least now he had something he could do.

Darryl was just getting out of the Honda Odyssey when Ron’s car drove up and parked at the end of the Oak-Garcia’s driveway. He waited for Ron to join him and they walked together up the short stone pathway to the front door.

“D’you know what this is all about?” Darryl asked, “It didn’t sound like Doodler stuff over the phone.”

Ron just shook his head and shrugged.

“I guess we’ll find out inside.” Darryl said, ringing the doorbell.

“It’s open!” Glenn’s muffled voice came from inside. Pushing open the door, Ron and Darryl found the Oak-Garcia household in its usual state of charming chaos. Weaving between the toys strewn on the floor, creative art pieces yet to find their rightful place, and various rocks taking up more space than they really should, the dads found Glenn posted up in the kitchen over a tray of Mercedes’ oatmeal raisin coconut cookies. He pushed the tray in their direction as they approached.

“They’re better than you’d think,” he said, mouth full, sending crumbs flying. Ron took one.

“Where’s Henry?” Darryl asked, taking one himself.

“Right here!” Henry called, coming down the stairs. “Sorry about the mess, it’s been a weird couple of days.”

“It’s fine, we get it.” Darryl said.

“You look less terrible.” Ron said.

“Thank you, Ron,” Henry said appreciatively, knowing he meant no harm, “I actually got a couple of hours of sleep today if you can believe it.”

“Hey good on you man,” Glenn said, clapping him on the shoulder, “So what’s up?”

Henry sighed, preparing himself. He told them about what he’d seen on the news, and what he figured Klax Korp were trying to do under the radar. “I know this sort of thing isn’t really in you guys’ wheelhouse, and that it may sound like a whole load of phooey to you. And I know we have way bigger fish to fry right now, with the Doodler and everything. But if stuff like this gets ignored, even if we do manage to fix things, we might end up in a world much worse for wear than it really should’ve been.”

“Yeah, man. Screw the corporations.” Glenn said. “So what’s the plan. We blowing this place sky high or?”

“What? No!” Henry gasped. “This isn’t Faerun, we can’t just go around blowing things up. And honestly, we shouldn’t have been doing it there either.”

“So what do you want us to do?” Darryl asked.

“I wanted you guys to come to a protest with me.” Henry said. “There was a group of people Mercedes and I organized with the last time, but a lot of them were put out of commission what with the end of the world and all. The group is much smaller than it used to be, and there’s strength in numbers. The more of us there are, the bigger the disruption, the more of an impact we have the potential to make. If you knew anyone you could invite to come as well that’s be a big help.”

The dads all looked at each other, and then back at Henry, nodding.

“Yeah, we’d love to help.”

“Absolutely,”

“Cool,”

The next few days were a blur. Signs were made, scheduling was done, friends were enlisted. Most of the families of the other kids from the soccer team agreed to come, many of Carol, Morgan, and Samantha’s coworkers did too. Glenn reached out to his fans on social media, and word spread fast.

The first few days were incredible. A couple dozen people each day, making quite a racket at the gates of the construction site. A local news van even showed up to report on it. But it wasn’t enough, and soon the numbers started dwindling.

The dads were gathered at the Wilson residence after another protest with paltry attendance, snacking on Darryl’s homemade brownies.

“Alright team, let’s debrief,” Darryl said, handing out glasses of raspberry lemonade.

“Look guys I’m sorry,” Henry said, “I know things started out great, but at this point I feel like I’m wasting all of your time.”

“Nah man it’s cool.” Glenn said. “It’s a good thing you’re trying to do. We just need to get the word out better.”

“But how?” Ron asked. “We’ve asked pretty much everyone we know, and you’ve asked a bunch of people you don’t know.”

“Hey,” Darryl said, “we’ll figure this out. We just need something new.”

“Yeah,” Glenn said, “maybe we don’t need more people, maybe we just need to be more disruptive. We need to come up with something big, and fast. Isn’t there supposed to be a representative from Klax Korp coming in a few days? Whenever they’ll be there is the best time to make a decisive move.”

A silence fell over the group as they tried to puzzle it out.

“Man, it’s too bad we can’t get your dad to help us Henry,” Ron said after a moment.

“What– why?” Henry asked, bewildered.

“I mean, he convinced all those people in Oakvale to like not litter and stuff.” Ron replied. Henry thought about it for moment. He definitely didn’t want to enact the same kind of society Barry had. But in terms of being disruptive like Glenn said… there was a page out of his father’s book he could take. A grin spread on Henry’s face.

“I just had the best idea.”

Darryl called up his sister. If there was anyone who knew how to get what they’d need for Henry’s idea, it was her. She was happy to oblige and took Darryl to a workshop she knew where they made the product. They’d need something much bigger than the typical size and had to be custom made, but with a few favors called in from her, it’d be ready in a little over a week.

Ron was tasked with communicating the plan to the others that were still out protesting with them. The dads didn’t want to take them too much by surprise and have them all run away. It definitely took some convincing but somehow Ron got them to understand.

Glenn decided the most important element for their plan was the music. He and Henry spent days on end trying to find just the right song for what they had in mind. The night before the day of, Glenn texted Henry that he’d found the perfect one and to leave everything up to him.

The next morning, a bigger crowd was gathered at the gates of the Klax Korp construction site than had been for a long time. Security kept them from getting too close, but they were still all abuzz with anticipation. Even more news vans were there to cover the day. A sleek black car pulled up, and out stepped the Klax Korp rep. He made his way to the stage set up to speak, but the crowd just got louder drowning out anything he had to say.

And then they did quiet down a bit, listening to something faintly heard on the wind. A rhythmic thumping, like heavy feet on the ground. And with it a voice, Glenn’s voice.

Beg me for mercy, admit you were toxic

You poisoned me just for another dollar in your pocket

The thumping and singing got louder and closer, some people could even swear they felt the ground shake beneath their feet.

Now I am the violence, I am the sickness

Won’t accept your silence, beg me for forgiveness

And with that, a huge mass came barreling out of the forest. Even though they’d been warned ahead of time, the very sight of it made the crowd scream. A gargantuan Kodiak bear came running at full speed towards the gates of the Klax Korp construction site. Seated in a custom-made saddle designed for this huge beast was one Mercedes Oak-Garcia, face covered in what could only be described as war paint and screaming at the top of her lungs. On either side of the saddle hung a speaker blasting the sound of Glenn’s voice.

We’ll never get free, lamb to the slaughter

What you gon’ do when there’s blood in the water?

Vines sprung up from the ground, parting the crowd in two as the beast came bearing down the middle. It went barreling up to the podium, knocking it and the Klax Korp representative over. The security scattered in all directions, leaving the rep pinned under the mighty paws of the bear.

The price of your greed, your son and your daughter

What you gon’ do when there’s blood in the water?

“Tell your people,” Mercedes said down to him, “to fix their plans for this place. We will not have our home and our waters poisoned, is that understood?”

The rep nodded desperately, tears running down his face. The bear let up its paws and he fled back to his car, taking off in a cloud of dust away from the site.

I am the people

I am the storm

Mercedes turned the bear around and faced the crowd, looking from the protesters to the cameramen and reporters.

“There are those who would use this time of chaos for their own benefit, to the detriment of others,”

I am the riot

I am the swarm

“Rest assured you will be found out. Rest assured we will not let you quietly do so,”

When the last tree’s fallen

The animal can’t hide

Money won’t solve it

“The cruelty of using the cover of mayhem to ruin the lives of others is unforgiveable,”

What’s your alibi?

“We will not forgive. We will be there. And we will give you no peace.”

What you gon’ do when there’s blood in the–

Blood in the water?

The bear reared up on its hind legs and roared, teeth bared, claws extended.

“Plot and plan knowing that we will never give you purchase to hurt this earth we share, not then and certainly not now.” And with that, the bear went running back into the woods, taking the wild woman and the music with him.

By the very next day, Klax Korp issued a new statement assuring the public that more serious endeavors would be made to ensure that no waste products from the manufacturing site would end up being dumped there. Mercedes clicked off the tv and gave Henry a kiss on the cheek.

“We did it, mi osito,” she said.

“I’m sure there’ll be others,” he replied.

“And I’m sure we’ll be able to handle it when there are.”

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homicidal-slvt · 1 year

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Your First Valentine's Day Together {Pt. 3}

MDNI

Creepypasta Head-Canons

Ok ok- I realized there was more characters I wanted to do so here we are.

GN/Reader

Warnings: None

Dr. Smiley

Expect to have a lovely dinner for two in his office. He refuses to take any patients today, they'll all have to either go to Nurse Ann, Dr. Pain or EJ. It's gonna be a long evening of pure romance, rose petals, candles and all.

"You love it, right?" "Yes..."

Dr. Pain

A date with him is bound to spiral into chaos, careful planning is not one of his strong suits and he loves going with the flow. Will most likely think teaching you how to stitch up a wound is a perfect date idea, his poor victim having to watch you two love birds.

"You're doing great, honey!" "Thanks!"

Papa Grande

Will take you to a show in the underworld, wanting only the best entertainment for him and his darlings special day. Afterwards expect a fancy dinner and lots of deep conversation.

"What would you like to discuss next, Y/N?" "Hm...."

The Bartender

He has no idea what the significance of Valentine's Day is but will take you on a simple but sweet date regardless. Ordering your favorite food and gifting you a lovely heart shaped locket. He simply likes showing you how he feels.

"It's beautiful!!!" ".....~"

Emra

Is learning ballet a good date? Because that's probably what you'll wind up doing. She thinks it's wonderful to involve you in her passion, and is fully willing to teach you other forms of dance as well. Also expect to receive lots of roses.

"Are you alright, dear?" "Yeah just... Fell again."

Wendell Wilson

Appreciates a simple date at home, his gift to you is him cooking dinner for the both of you. Calmly listening to you rattle on about your day- well at least pretending to listen and occasionally tuning in. He does love you I promise.

"Wendell... Are you even listening?" "Of course."

Daisy White

Today is incredibly exciting for her! She joyfully drags you to some small town diner to eat a burger and fries. Though you have to order of course cause she's a ghost- and also you look kinda crazy when you're talking to her. But it's so cute when she rambles on about anything and everything.

"And then!!! I found a cute kitten!" "That's an awesome story, Daisy."

Mary Vaughn

She would've completely forgotten it was even Valentine's Day if it weren't for you. She takes you for a nice little picnic in the woods, feeding some seed to the little birds around. She likes just being near you.

"Their chirping so much. I think they like you, Y/N." "You really think so?"

Ani The Wight

She can't resist treating you to breakfast in bed, to which the whole day you both go back and forth doing sweet things for one another.

"We should do this more often." "Agreed"

Asylum Nancy

She doesn't really celebrate holiday, not really seeing the point. She will get you a small gift like a cute little ring or something. That's about it though.

"Thought you'd like it." "I do. Thanks."

The Seer

Goes out of her way to plan a special date for you guys, not too romantic but not too simple. Trying to balance it out. She gives you a bouquet of white lilies, feeling the elegance of them suits you.

"A special flower for a special person." "Thank you."

Sketcher

..... She agrees to go on a date with you but all the planning is on your hands. You're making this day special for her not the other way around. She can be somewhat demanding at times, but starts acting a bit more loving later on. She's just a tough cookie to crack, not very romance driven.

"Do you like it, Sketcher?" ".... It's sweet I suppose."

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#creepypasta headcanon #the seer x reader #sketcher x reader #asylum nancy x reader #mary vaughn x reader #ani the wight x reader #daisy white x reader #wendell wilson x reader #emra x reader #the Bartender x reader #papa grande x reader #dr. pain x reader #dr. smiley x reader #vee's creepypasta works #creepypasta x reader

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fictionalreads · 1 year

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9-1-1 Season 6 Episode 12

Bobby

I don’t think he meant literally there Bobby.

Please be careful Bobby. Don’t come off as a creep.

So….where did he die?

No you can’t give me that and then expect me to let it go.

Yeah thanks Athena.

LMAO It won’t be a long engagement Wendell

Tamara. Tell me what you know.

THOSE WERE WENDELLS WORDS They drugged her.

Again. Be careful Bobby. This doesn’t seem like the smart move.

Damn Bobby.

Bobby I hate to say it, but maybe get her some help first.

Oh shit Bobby. Lucky you have Athena as your wife.

Now how would she know that info if she was an innocent victim? 😒

SEE?! TOO PERFECT

YEAH THOSE BITCHES DONT KNOW WHAT HIT THEM TEAM BATHENA FOR THE WIN

Oh they are terrible people. Emotional abusers. 🤬

No Wendell no!

Oh fuck he overdosed. They didn’t think to get him Narcan?

I’m glad Bobby got closure.

I wanna see Wendell meet Athena.

Oh I’m glad Tamara is okay.

Buck

Buck she’s gonna be overprotective. You died. Shit was scary.

Buck looks hella good tonight. That facial hair, those muscles….😍🤤😏

You can move on cause you didn’t have to experience watching you be dead/in a coma.

I wanna see his couch.

Who’s at the door now?

Is that just his old couch?

They were terrified about you Buck give them a break.

I thought he was gonna say he felt good before the clots.

Why is Conner there?

Conner sounds weird. What’s happening on the baby front?

HE ENDED UP AT EDDIES

And he immediately knocks out on Eddie’s couch after being uncomfortable on his own couch. IM GOING FERAL

NOW THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THE SHOOTING

Eddie please. You reached for him.

….Buck looking for something wrong. Something is really wrong this time.

Oh no. We got his memory of the night? Two episodes after it happened? That seems ominous.

Oh no. Not the checklist. Not checking that it’s night, and texting Bobby after to make sure he’s okay 😭

Miscellaneous

Oh we’re starting with a flashback.

This is gonna be a dark episode. I really wanted light this week.

I take it back. I’m good with this episode. It’s great. A bunch of buddie that I wasn’t expecting.

Damn both of them are selfish and ruthless. They’ll throw each other under the bus instead of just shutting up and having each other’s backs. Crazy.

APRIL 10TH?! WHAT THE FUCK?! That’s some bullshit.

#9 1 1 on fox #bobby nash #eddie diaz #howard chimney han #hen wilson #evan buck buckley #athena grant nash #maddie buckley #Conner #tamara #Wendell #buddie

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