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[chokingonpaper]

!HIATUS NOTICE!

I’m very thankful for all of the support and attention this blog has gotten, but unfortunately I’ve lost motivation and I no longer want to continue writing here for the time being.

Thank you so much for nearly 400 followers though! I’m amazed at the amount of people who have read my work

Requests are closed until further notice

Goodbye for now

[chokingonpaper]

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spooky, creepy, scary, or any synonym of that sort

because these url's are too similar i'm sorry

[chokingonpaper]

Liu x POC Non binary Asexual S/O who deals with people using the wrong pronouns, Telling the they can fix them, and racism and stuff like that?

Everyone is equal no matter their race, gender identity, sexuality, and pronouns. No one deserves to be hated for who they are. Racists, transphobes, and homophobes can go rot in a ditch

// Liu with a POC Non-Binary Asexual S/O who’s dealing with discrimination and hate towards them

- Liu has absolutely no issue with your race, gender identity, sexuality, pronouns, or anything

- And so once he finds out what’s been happening to you, he will immediately rush to comfort you and shower you with compliments and validation

- If he ever catches someone doing this in front of him, they’ll either get the shit beaten out of them or they’ll end up dead

- He has no tolerance for hateful and idiotic comments directed towards you, and will do his best to keep you away from those terrible people

- But if they persist, he’s obviously not afraid to get his hands dirty in order to completely take them out of the equation

#creepypasta #creepypasta homicidal liu #homicidal Liu #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta hc

[chokingonpaper]

!REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

so please send some im always so bored :’)

I do scenarios and headcanons mainly but I also do art requests!

Something just randomly popped into your head? Send it in, I can probably make something out of it!

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanons

[chokingonpaper]

How would EJ and Jeff react to having a s/o that has a love language of physical touch but is to shy to ask for affection or to shy to do it themselves.

EJ and Jeff with an S/O who is shy about affection

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EJ

- Jack’s not too good with expressing himself either, so he’d be very understanding

- But he doesn’t exactly have this same problem. He’s not much of a talker so instead of having a conversation a lot of times he’ll just wrap you in a hug

- His love language is mainly physical touch, so if you’re too shy to initiate it you’ll probably get it either way

- He LOVES cuddling once he’s comfortable around someone, but he also likes just having some sort of contact. For example, if he’s reading he’ll want you to sit on his lap so that he can just hold you, or if you’re walking he’ll either hold your hand or just carry you

- Overall, not too much of a difference for him, but if it’s something you’d like to get over, he’d be happy to help you through it

Jeff

- Jeff’s a little less understanding, but even more clingy

- If you’ve managed to get this close to him, as in you’ve broken through his thousands of walls and managed to get him to trust you, all he’ll ever want to do is be near you

- Because of this, adding to the fact that he has to work quite a lot, whenever he has free time he’ll literally come and try to steal you away from whatever you’re doing so that he can have your full attention

- You’re making a sandwich? He will appear from behind and pull you off towards either his room or the couch. You’re talking to someone else? He’ll practically jump on you before leading you away

- Let me repeat again, this man is VERY clingy, so even if you’re shy about asking for affection, one way or another he will be attached to your hip

#creepypasta #eyeless jack creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #jeff the killer #eyeless jack x reader #creepypasta eyeless jack #eyeless jack #jeff the killer x reader #creepypasta jtk #jtk x reader #creepypasta fandom

[chokingonpaper]

Ohla Bola, how are you today? I come bearing a request; ej, with a "kidnapped" s/o, but they went willingly, because they are a monster lover, and who would pass up the opportunity to be with that hunk of a demon 🥵 (I know I wouldnt). So the gist of it is, they are compliant, they know exactly what is going on, manipulation wise, dont care because they are finally being loved (emotional distant parents maybe?) And fully reciprocate the affections and obsessions that ej has for them. (Maybe they see it as the only way they will ever find true love?)

If this is possible? Many thanks adieu

Im doing good, and of course! Again, I might make a part two :D This ended up kind of being the prologue for how this would go in the future ig- If I make a part two it’ll be more about the kidnapping and stuff like that

Also happy 100 posts!

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𝐍𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝐄𝐉 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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1,390 words

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You had always been a lonely person. Often times people avoided you, and the people that decided to stick around always seemed to fade away sooner or later.

You lived at the edge of your neighborhood with most of your house concealed by large, dark trees. The community was always planning things and arranging little parties, but you never went. It wasn’t entirely other people’s fault that you were alone, you just weren’t that interested in other people. Though a part of you yearned for a friend, someone that understood you and wouldn’t leave at only a moments notice. But that person hadn’t arrived yet, and you had given up hope that they ever would.

Life was dull, and every morning you woke up you wondered if anything would ever change. Every day was the same. Wake up, go to work, get home, and sleep. Then it’d repeat over, and over, and over again. Every time you came home you found your house empty, and you were once again reminded of how alone you were.

But then one day you felt the strange feeling of eyes on your back. Not having very many friends, you often spent your time observing rather than socializing. You knew this feeling very well, and you knew that you were being watched. Yet along with this unnerving feeling, you felt a rush you’d never experienced before. You weren’t alone, and for whatever reason you were okay with that.

Whenever you walked through the kitchen, you felt eyes trailing you from your windows. You didn’t know who the person was or why they were watching you. You hadn’t even managed to catch a glimpse of them yet.

Whenever you got ready for work and headed out the door, you felt the same thing. Even when you were at work, you swore you could still feel their presence. A part of you wondered if you had just made this person up, just to make you feel less alone. By the other part of you wondered if you were in danger. If this was real, you had a stalker on your hands, and you had no idea who it could be.

It could be a coworker, an old employer, or even just a passing customer. Their identity was completely unknown, and you spent hours pondering who they could possibly be and what they looked like. But they were good at hiding themselves, and you hadn’t even seen a shadow.

Weeks passed and you began to tell yourself that it was all in your head, but then knocking came. It was almost like it was to reassure you that they were there, that they hadn’t left, and that they were anything but imaginary.

The first time it happened you nearly jumped out of your chair, but as time passed and the little knocks and taps continued, they became almost comforting. You weren’t supposed to feel at peace when you had a stalker, but it’d been so long and they hadn’t hurt you yet, so who’s to say they ever would? They might just be an observer, like you.

But soon enough just observing wasn’t good enough for them. It had been over a month, and now Jack wanted a little more than just standing to the side and watching your life as if it were a movie. He wanted to be around you, to hold you, to be the one to take you away from your loneliness. He knew how little you went out besides when you had to work, and he knew how much you wanted someone to talk to and spend time with. He’d seen you watch groups of friends with envy, wondering what it was like to be so close to someone. He’d seen you lie on your back staring up at the ceiling, feeling so empty that you couldn’t even cry. Jack had seen you stare out the window where he stood only a moment ago with eyes full of desperation, silently begging him to reveal himself.

He knew you, and he wanted to take you away from everything you disliked about the world.

So the next time you looked out the window with a sad sigh, he decided to try something he’d never even thought to do before. Jack slowly stepped out of the shadows and in front of your window, finally allowing you to see the dark figure who had been watching you nearly every hour of every day.

Your eyes widened in pure shock and you froze, just studying the man who had presented himself to you.

He was tall, several inches above six feet. His physique was impressive, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. Though he was at a distance, you could tell how much he towered over you. He stood still, holding eye contact with you and staring you down with an intense gaze. Anyone could see that this man wasn’t someone to be messed with, and it was already clear to you that you weren’t getting out of this one.

But even if you could, would you want to?

Then suddenly he was no longer still, and his noticeably large hands reached for the window. The window was locked, but you guessed he already knew this. This was was a stranger who had been stalking you for a little over a month. You had never seen him before, and you knew damn well that if he got into your home he could overpower you with ease. Yet as your heart beat faster, pounding loudly in your chest, you hesitantly stepped towards the window.

A small sliding lock was the only thing keeping the man out, though you could guess he had other ways of getting in if he needed to. After all, the windows weren’t bullet-proof.

You gulped down a lump of nervousness and placed your shaking hand over the lock. The man, Jack, watched with interest as you slowly unlocked it, giving him access to your home, and to you.

Why were you doing this? Why were you letting him in? You were unlike any human he’d ever encountered before, and that only made his desire to keep you for himself grow.

Not doing anything more than unlocking it, you backed away from the window as the man pushed it open and climbed inside. Once he stood at his full height you looked up at him in awe. Covering his face was a navy blue mask that dripped black from the eyes. It sent a chill down your spine and froze you in place. Now that he was closer it was only more obvious just how strong he was. He was so much taller than you and obviously very strong. He was the definition of intimidating, and if you weren’t frozen in place you would have crumbled to the ground.

The two of you stared at each other in silence for what felt like hours, but then he took a step forward and your eyes widened.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” His voice came out less comforting than you would have liked. It was deep and incredibly raspy, as if he hadn’t spoken in weeks.

You nodded slowly, his words not really making you feel any safer. “W-Who are you?” You asked in a tone only a bit above a whisper. It was clear that you were afraid, yet you made no attempt to leave.

“I’m Jack.” He answered simply, not offering any more information that could help you understand what exactly was going on. You had just let your stalker into your home, and now you were having a semi-calm conversation with him.

Jack soon took another step towards you, and now only about a foot was between you.

“I’m going to take you with me. Either cooperate, or I’ll knock you out. Understand?” He stated lowly, staring down at you with complete seriousness. You were about to be kidnapped, but instead of fear you felt almost… relieved. Someone wanted you. Someone wanted you so badly that they were going to simply take you. It sounded so wrong, so terrifying, yet all you could think about was how you would no longer be alone.

And so you nodded, letting him silently lead you out of your house and into the tree line from which you would never emerge from again.

#creepypasta #ej x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta eyeless jack #eyeless jack #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta hc #creepypasta hcs

[chokingonpaper]

Hi ! I'm glad I know a bit more about your oc Ryan ! 😊 But now I'm curious about Zack too... 👀 Would you mind if I ask now for a similar hc but about your oc Zack this time ? 😄 Thank you and do not forget to rest 💕

Of course, and thank you!

Zack HC’s

- Zack’s code name is Seam

- Zack doesn’t kill unless he has to. He doesn’t particularly like this line of work, but he knows he has to do it. Zack is a proxy that is mostly a loner. He usually does solo missions, but when he has to go with a group it’s usually Masky and Hoodie

- Groups are decided by compatibility and capability. While Zack doesn’t like his job, he’s good at it, and so he’s often put with them

- He’s considered a middle rank. Not thought of as useless but not thought of as a necessity

- In order to do what he has to do, he pretty much goes on autopilot while killing. This makes the job a lot easier, and since he’s enhanced and cannot die, there’s really no risk

- This does contribute as to why he’s only a middle rank though. This isn’t how the boss likes his workers to function

- His morals are all over the place. He doesn’t like killing kids, but luckily targets aren’t usually in that age range. None of them enjoy that aspect of the job though

- Zack doesn’t really use weapons unless he has to, and in that case it’s just whatever is around. What he uses is his arm. I haven’t decided on a backstory for him quite yet, but he lost his arm in an accident and now has a prosthetic

- This prosthetic isn’t just your average prosthetic though. It’s built specifically for him and his job. The fingers extend into sharp edges and the knuckles can produce a dagger

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- Zack is 6’4 and 230ish pounds. He’s not just straight muscle, though he does have a lot of it. He exercises frequently and the job definitely helps

- His hair is dark brown and his eyes are as well. His skin is tan, and he’s Dominican Puerto Rican. He speaks both Spanish and English

- He’s 22, bisexual, and is a cis male who uses he/him pronouns

- He has a ring vertical labret lip piercing that he got when he was 19, as well as his two earlobe piercings on both ears

- Zack is quiet, stubborn, and usually quite cold. Half the time he doesn’t speak, and when he does it’s not much. He’s very distrusting and it takes a VERY long time for him to warm up to someone

- He’s often found either in the woods or in his room. He spends a lot of time alone, but every now and then he’ll spend time with either Hoodie or EJ. He only willingly hangs around the quiet ones

- Zack and my other OC Ryan aren’t friends but they also don’t hate each other. Ryan just enjoys annoying people and he likes the reactions he can get out of Zack. Zack does not enjoy whenever Ryan decides to disturb him, but he tolerates it

- He is 100% an introvert. He hates talking to most people, as to why he barely talks

- He spends a lot of time just walking through the woods, but he also really likes reading. He loves mystery and sci-fi books the most. When he reads is when Ryan usually pesters him

- He likes calming music, and what he listens to is what I’d describe indie-rock. A band that I LOVE and think he’d like is Benmozes (specifically the song Summon You)

#creepypasta #creepypasta oc

[chokingonpaper]

Oooh! How about some more EJ hcs? Go crazy with them!

Ok unless I come up with something else about EJ, this is the last just general HC’s I’ll be doing about him. As much as I love this man and the requests I get for him, idk how many more random HC’s I have for him lol. Specific HC’s are welcome though!

Even more EJ HC’s

- As I’ve said before, he lives in the basement beneath the mansion

- The basement has four sections. The medical area, his bedroom which is closed off from the rest, his living room + kitchen, and an at home gym

- This guy is RIPPED, I mean shredded, simply because I like muscles and I said so. He works out a lot in his spare time, not the mention the physically taxing missions he has to go on to both collect his food and do what the boss asks of him

- Back when he first transformed he ate a lot which made bulking easier, but now that he’s more aware of what he is and what he’s doing he tends to eat less because of his insecurities

- He uses exercise as one of the ways to rid himself of his pent up anger, which if you’ve been kidnapped by him is very helpful

- He tends to be a very closed off person, he doesn’t talk much to others unless he’s close with him, and this wouldn’t change even if you caught his eye and got kidnapped by him

- Sure, he’d want to constantly be around you, but he wouldn’t talk much or answer any questions you may have about why he took you

- His reasons for taking you are purely selfish. You caught his eye and for one reason or another he decided he wanted to keep you for himself

- And now you‘re here, in a dark and quite dingy basement being held captive by a human-eating demon. Congratulations

- He’s nice for the most part, just avoid ticking him off at all costs because his temper is VERY short. Though sometimes he’s just more passive aggressive

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack #eyeless jack creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta hc #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta eyeless jack

[chokingonpaper]

Ok ok ok- so hear me out- a scenario in which the reader goes out in the woods a lot at their college and EJ happens to be around there and they slowly become friends overtime?? Like..idk the reader is kinda confused like "who tf are you " and it's just mutual sarcasm back and forth. You can make it romantic but honestly just..mean and fluffy-

You- You are very smart 😌👏👏👏 I’ll probably make a part 2 at some point because I kinda got lazy at the end. Sorry this took so long, but I hope you like it!

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𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 (𝐄𝐉 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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The more you thought about it, the more you realized how bad of an idea wandering around a forest at night was. But despite the fact that anything could happen and no one would know, you kept coming back, and the time of day wasn’t about to stop you.

Collage was tough, there were so many deadlines to keep up with, not to mention the roommate that never seemed to want to let you sleep. From being on call with their friends till the ass crack of dawn, to pestering you about every little thing that crossed their mind until you thought your eardrums would burst. Even the library was far too loud for your liking. Everywhere on campus always seemed to hold a crowd, and it got old fast.

There was one thing you wanted, a place that provided you with peace and quiet. So when you finally found it, how could you just pass it up? The answer was that you couldn’t. Was it unsafe? Yes. Was it trespassing? Maybe. Yet you found that you simply didn’t care.

With a sigh of relief, you finally arrived at the clearing in the forest. You had found it about a week ago, and it quickly became your favorite place to go when you just wanted to be alone. A fallen log gave you a sturdy place to sit, and the surrounding trees gave it enough shadow to be comfortable but still let in enough sunlight so that you could see clearly. But without the sun out, the only thing that allowed you sight was the moonlight above.

It was nice. You finally got to be alone with your own thoughts and just relax. But then you weren’t alone, and the peace suddenly vanished.

The snap of a twig broke you out of your thoughts, and to your left stood a tall and extremely suspicious looking man.

Though it was night, it was clear that he was wearing all black. From his black hoodie to his black combat boots, and even his gloves. Not an inch of his skin was visible, and to make his appearance even more unnerving, he wore a navy blue mask with black eye-holes that appeared to drip a black substance. His physique wasn’t helping to make you feel safer either. He was visibly muscular and very tall, standing a good few inches over six feet.

Oh shit.

An eerily quiet minute passed before you took a cautious step back and asked, “who are you?”

The man stood motionless and silent, just staring you down. But then his voice came out, and boy, was it a shock. It was impossibly deep and held a rasp that nearly made you shiver. He didn’t sound human, which only added to your nerves. “Jack.” He took a step forward as he tilted his head a bit, “what’s your name?”

You gulped down a lump you didn’t know had formed in your throat before replying, “…It‘s Y/N.”

He gave a slight nod as he stopped a good ten feet away from you. Nonetheless, you still stared at the man, Jack, with great distrust. Why was he out here at night? And why was he dressed like that?

You had so many questions, but the first one you managed to ask came out a lot shakier than you had intended. “W-Why are you here?”

Silence followed your question. Moments passed, and you could practically feel his eyes narrow, “I think I should be the one asking you that. It’s the middle of the night, and you thought hiking right now was smart?”

You blinked at his sudden tone of judgement before sending a glare his way, “same goes for you. Don’t act like I’m the weird one when we’re both standing in the middle of a forest at night.”

Jack huffed at your response and crossed his arms, “It’s not weird for me. I hardly go out, and when I do it’s usually around this time.”

“Yeah, cause that doesn’t sound creepy or anything.” You said as you crossed your arms as well.

He raised a brow beneath his mask, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Judging a book by its cover, huh?” With that he took another few slow steps towards you, “don’t like my mask, do you?

Your gut was screaming at you by this point that something was wrong, but words just kept spilling from your mouth as the bickering continued. “Of course I don’t, it’s a blue circle leaking shitty black paint.”

This only seemed to amuse him more, “paint… right. Paint.” Not that you could see it, but the mask that you obviously weren’t too fond of was hiding a slight smirk. What an interesting human you were. It was clear to him that you were freaked out by his appearance and demeanor, yet you were too annoyed to care.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, “what? Is it ink or something?”

A deep chuckle left his throat.

If only you knew.

#creepypasta #ej x reader #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #eyeless jack #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta ej #ej creepypasta #creepypasta hcs

[chokingonpaper]

Sorry for the miss understanding of the art request but can I request masky or ticci Toby drawn

It’s totally fine, don’t worry about it!

I went with Masky lol

On another note, I’ll get to the writing requests eventually, I promise. But as I keep saying and complaining about, I am extremely busy at the moment, so please be patient.

Thank you all for the support and requests! I will do them someday lol

#creepypasta #masky creepypasta #masky fanart #creepypasta masky

[chokingonpaper]

My posting is super inconsistent, but I write and draw creepypasta stuff

IF YOU'RE A CREEPYPASTA BLOG PLEASE REBLOG THIS

[chokingonpaper]

💀💀💀 I think I lost lmfao mmmm bootleg spiderman

Tagging: @dinklebat @insane-horror-movie-addict

oh good lord 😦

(thanks for the tag @jar-jar-ate ! 😂)

pspspspsps @federfleisch @transgayhoffman @stumacher-theghostface @inbred-trashbile @backyardbats​ @sweet-little-thing​ @quinnmoon77​

[chokingonpaper]

i'm going to every creepypasta blog i can find on tumblr and give them a cookie and milk! you're number 27 ^^ here you go!! 🍪🥛

Thank you! The cookie is very appreciated 😌👍👍

[chokingonpaper]

!ABOUT ART REQUESTS!

Ok, I think I may have confused some people. While I will do art requests, I will NOT draw your OC. By art requests I mean like one of the creepypastas on my writing list doing something/ wearing something.

Ive gotten a few requests to draw someone’s OC, and I felt like I should clarify that that is something I will NOT do.

[chokingonpaper]

Hi I was wondering if your request were free and how do I make a request

Requests are 100% free! To make one just send it in through the ask button, which is what you sent this through

[chokingonpaper]

Could you please write about yandere EJ with a naive and oblivious S/O?

I immediately got a bunch of EJ requests, thank you 😌👍

Yandere EJ with a Naive S/O

- This would actually work out quite well

- With you being oblivious, you often wouldn’t know exactly what was going on or his intentions, making Jack’s life easier. And a pleased Yandere Jack would make your experience a lot nicer as well

- A more docile S/O would go better with Yandere Jack since his temper is a lot more explosive and easy to provoke

- Because of this he’d probably be a lot more gentle too, he’d be a lot less likely to just snap at you

- Your naivety probably made it a lot easier to kidnap you and keep you in his basement, since kidnapping is probably how you two got together

- You’d also be more prone to stockholm syndrom, which in the end made both of your lives easier

- Jack no long has to worry about you escaping as much, and you no longer have a strong desire to return to your old life

- It works out perfectly, eventually

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #eyeless jack #creepypasta hc #creepypasta headcanons

[chokingonpaper]

Hi there ! Since you're requesting hc, I was wondering can you do a general soft hc about your oc Ryan ? What he likes to do, etc. If it wasn't done in the past of course ! In case it was, I'm so sorry ! I'm just so curious about your creation !

:000 I was surprised to get this, thank you for wanting to know about him! The first half of just getting the basics out of the way, the second half is more actually soft lol

TW: Violence

Ryan HC’s

- First of all, Ryan is basically a vigilante unless he’s doing a job for Slenderman. Ryan would be considered a Creepypasta rather than a proxy since most of what he does is his own thing with his own motives

- I HC that while working under Slenderman, a creepypasta/ proxy cannot die unless he wills it. So, like everyone else, Ryan has heightened senses as well as enhanced speed, strength, and of course, regeneration

- When not on a job for the boss, Ryan is either going out getting rid of scum, or he’s lounging around the house

- Ryan’s targets are anyone he views as trash, and why he views them as trash can be for many different reasons. A lot of crimes he doesn’t really care about, but if someone is an abuser, a p*do, or a r*pist, he’d kill them and they’d be at the top of his list for doing so

- Other than that, if he hasn’t caught someone doing something absolutely terrible, he’d literally kill someone for littering, which is a pretty shitty thing to do

- His morals are quite flawed, but there are lines he wouldn’t cross. He wouldn’t kill someone under the age of 12 and he wouldn’t kill someone over 80 (as long as they’re fairly harmless.) He also doesn’t hurt animals

- His killing method is more executioner style, he’s not much of a sadist so he doesn’t feel the need to torture most victims. But he will if he feels they truly deserve it

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- Ok now for the nicer stuff. Ryan is 6’1 and around 180 pounds. He’s on the leaner side of muscular though. He gets a lot of exercise from this line of work, and he does work out on his own

- His hair is naturally platinum blonde and he has blue eyes. His family is from Russia, and so he’s fluent in both English and Russian

- He’s 24, a cis male and uses he/him pronouns, and is panromantic demisexual

- He has gauges and started the process when he was 21

- He uses two katars as his weapons of choice

- His personality can be described as arrogant, judgmental, manipulative, and cold towards those seen as victims or people he’s not very familiar with. While with people he actually knows or considers friends, he’s sarcastic, playful, and fairly laid-back

- While not taking out members of the human race, he’s either in his room or on the couch

- He likes listening to music, wood carving, and drawing

- He’d also like making sculptures and stuff out of wire, and sometimes even jewelry

- He enjoys heavy metal, alternative, and rock music. Pretty much as long as it’s in the rock genre he likes it

- He’s good friends with Jeff and acquaintances with EJ and my other OC Zack

- He’s an ambivert so he does fine both while alone and with people, though it takes a while for him to truly warm up to someone

- He’s a GREAT actor, and if he wasn’t doing this he’d probably professionally be one. He really liked theatre class in school

#creepypasta #creepypasta oc