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libraryofgage · 1 month
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Addams Family B-Side (5)
Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually
Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two | Three | Four | Five (you're here!) Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two | Three Harley Quinn One | Two 10th Doctor and Rose One | Two (on the way!) Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz) Jedidiah and Octavius (from Night at the Museum) One Queen Clarisse Renaldi One | Two
This part was line-jumped on Ko-Fi, which means y'all got it sooner than I originally planned!
If you want to line jump your favorite series, you can learn more here
Steve meets the other CC boys in this one, and they all realize just how perfect the two are for each other hfjdks
As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't :^)
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Steve realizes something very important about Eddie over the next few days of school: he's a coward. Not that Steve minds, of course. In fact, he likes that; it means he gets to have more fun teasing Eddie to his limit and watching him get flustered.
He has to find Eddie to do that, though, and he starts with the Hellfire Club room (an English classroom that the teacher lets them borrow during lunch). Without knocking, he walks right in and looks over the three boys huddled together with monster figurines placed between them.
The boys look up at Steve, and the four of them begin a minute-long staring match before Steve finally smiles at them. "Gareth, Jeff, Asher," he says, pointing at each boy in turn. "Nice to meet you. Where's Eddie?"
"Who's asking?" Gareth asks, his eyes narrowed as he looks over Steve in his sweater-vest and chinos.
"Steve Harrington."
They recognize his name, if their expressions are anything to go by, and before Steve can ask again where Eddie is, Jeff stands up and crosses his arms. "Why do you wanna know where Eddie is?" he asks.
"Because I want to talk to him."
"What about?" Asher asks, leaning around Jeff to level a similar glare at Steve.
"Our project."
"Let's cut the crap, Harrington," Gareth says, moving to stand next to Jeff. "What are you trying to pull here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Someone like...you isn't interested in Eddie unless you want something," Asher says, looking Steve up and down once more for emphasis.
Oh. They think he has bad intentions. Steve can't help a slight smile, glad Eddie has good friends. "I do want something," Steve says, nodding once as pride and vindication flash in the others' eyes. "I want to chain Eddie to my bed and never let him leave until he's so utterly enthralled by me that he'd never think of looking away even if I did unchain him."
"Wh....what?" Jeff asks, his voice cracking slightly.
Steve nods once and sighs regretfully. "Unfortunately, Mother would never let me because his disappearance would raise too many questions," he admits, pouting slightly as he looks up at the boys, "So, I have to get his attention in other ways."
"Like...leaving gifts?" Asher asks.
"Exactly," Steve says, smiling brightly. "It's as close to proper courting as I can get."
"Okay, you're weird," Jeff decides.
"What do you even like about him?" Gareth asks, his eyes narrowing slightly now that he's over his surprise.
"His conviction. And Eddie is so cute when he's flustered or jealous. And he gets along so well with Nox. He didn't scream when he met my father, and he seems perfectly happy stabbing Pubert's kidneys, too. I think he's got such Addams potential, I can hardly control the urge to slip him a little belladonna or raspberry to get him all breathless and gasping."
"Dude, do you wanna kiss him or kill him?!" Asher asks.
Steve blinks, frowning slightly at the question with such an obvious answer. "Well, murder attempts are only appropriate after marriage, don't you think? Nothing says I love you like a post-nuptials bomb or a toaster in the bath."
"Oh," Jeff says faintly, "you do wanna kill him."
No, they still don't get it. Steve's frown deepens, trying to figure out how to explain things properly. "Even if Eddie did die, I wouldn't let him stay dead," Steve explains, "I would get him back. We have an understanding with Death. I want to make Eddie's wildest nightmares come true and keep him company in his dreams. I want us to bury ourselves alive in each other's arms so we can pass out breathing the same air. I want to dance a Mamushka for him. I want Eddie to feel accepted and support his deadliest ambitions until he feels absolutely smothered and helpless to get away."
A few moments of silence pass. Steve waits patiently, smiling at them as they process his words. "I've got it," Jeff finally says, "he's clinically insane."
"How'd you know?"
"You know what?" Gareth asks, looking to Steve, "I think you and Eddie might be perfect for each other, maybe just leave us out of whatever weird flirting thing you've got going on here."
"I need to find Eddie to do that."
"He's in the loft in the black box," Asher says, "That's where he goes to, uh, think."
"Oh, does he have buyers today?"
"No, he goes there to actually think, too," Gareth explains.
Steve smiles brightly and nods. "Thanks! I'm glad Eddie has such good friends. I think we'll get along, too," he says.
"Yeah, if you don't kill us first," Gareth mutters.
"I wouldn't! Not until we were friends ourselves, at least."
With that, Steve turns on his heel and waves as he leaves the classroom, heading straight for the black box with a plan already forming.
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Eddie grimaces as he hears someone climbing the loft stairs. He throws an arm over his eyes and soon realizes that only makes the image of Steve leaning close and looking up at him even harder to ignore. With a huff, Eddie squeezes his eyes harder as he calls out, "I'm not selling today!"
The steps pause, and Eddie thinks the person is going to leave only for them to continue again. He frowns and drops his arm in time to see Steve's head poking around the railing. His face is a little blotchy, his eyes are slightly red, and his voice is rough like he's been crying when he says, "I'm not here to buy."
What else is Eddie supposed to think when Steve looks like this?
He jerks up, leaning against the arm of the prop couch with wide eyes. "Have you been crying?" he asks.
Steve sniffs and looks away, still hesitating at the top of the stairs. "No," he says, his voice closer to normal as he takes a deep breath and marches over to the couch. He stares at Eddie for a moment before sitting on the other end. "I've done something wrong, haven't I?" he asks.
"What? No!" Eddie says, jerking forward and stopping himself before he can actually touch Steve's shoulder. He clears his throat and forces his hand to drop. "Why would you think that?"
"You've been avoiding me," Steve says, his tone resigned as he sighs. He glances at Eddie, briefly meeting his eyes before looking away. "I guess I can be overwhelming, huh? I'll stop now. With the gifts and all. Just pretend it never happened. You can even keep Nox."
Eddie feels the entire world lurch beneath him at Steve's words. Yeah, he's been avoiding Steve, but only because he felt at risk of confessing undying love in the middle of the crowded hallway if he so much as met Steve's eyes. Not to mention how Steve's voice as he offered to contribute more to their project keeps echoing in Eddie's head, making him think of things that definitely aren't school appropriate.
But it backfired. It backfired so so bad. How could Steve not realize that Eddie wants to be more overwhelmed, actually? Like, please keep overwhelming him until he dies, thank you.
Without thinking, he pushes himself into Steve's space, hesitating a moment before throwing his arm around Steve's shoulders as the smell of cookies and cream washes over him. "You definitely didn't overwhelm me, sweetheart," he says, the name just slipping out.
Based on the way Steve's eyes widen, he doesn't take it back. "Then, why were you avoiding me?" Steve asks.
"I, uh...I just...," Eddie looks away, frowning as he tries to come up with an answer that doesn't involve him confessing to Steve on a couch at least three different couples have fucked on.
"Is it because you don't like me? You could just say that, Eddie," Steve says, his shoulders slumping as he leans out of Eddie's space.
Oh fuck. Eddie scrambles, his brain reaching for anything to say that will fix this. Finally, he blurts out, "I like you too much. I like you so much I want to smother you until you can't breathe." Steve blinks, and Eddie feels the world fall out from under him. Well, he's confessed on the couch. Shit. He swallows around the nervous lump in his throat and pulls away, an anxious laugh bubbling from him.
And then Steve smiles, robbing Eddie of his laughter. His face is no longer splotchy, his eyes are no longer red, and Eddie feels like he's fallen into a trap that couldn't be more obvious. "Did...did you just..."
Before he can get the rest out, Steve leans closer until his lips are brushing over Eddie's earlobe. "I like you, too," he whispers, the words ghosting over Eddie's skin and sending a shudder down his spine. With that, Steve pulls back and stands from the couch, walking over to the staircase.
"Where are you going?" Eddie asks, leaning so far forwards that he falls off the couch and lands on his ass on the floor.
Steve looks back at him and smiles fondly, the curve of his lips making Eddie's hands curl into fists so he doesn't reach out to drag his thumb across them. "I was thinking of skipping the rest of the day to see a movie," he says. "Wanna join me?"
Eddie scrambles to his feet faster than he thought possible, hurrying after Steve as he starts down the stairs.
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"I just don't get it!" Steve says, frowning as he paces across the room. His mother is stretched out on a chaise lounge, idly flipping through a VINTAGE MACABRE magazine Morticia lent her. "I mean, I took him to a movie, it was plenty dark, I leaned in and whispered to him the whole time and did that thing you taught me with dragging my finger up his arm, and nothing!"
"He's just a tough nut to crack," Debbie says, her voice reassuring as she flips a page.
Steve turns on his heel to face her, his frown deepening. "What am I doing wrong?" he asks, his voice breaking slightly at the end as sheer frustration overwhelms him. He's given Eddie gifts, he's dressed provocatively, he's made it so clear that he wants to be with Eddie, but nothing has happened. "Can't I just...ask him out myself?"
That makes Debbie pause. She looks up, closes her magazine, and sits up on the lounge, gesturing for Steve to join her. He carefully sits next to her, sighing when Debbie pulled him into a hug. "You're doing nothing wrong, dear," she says, her fingers running through his hair. "You're just impatient. It's only your first hunt."
"My only hunt," Steve mumbles, resting his head on his mother's shoulder. "I don't want anyone else."
"You should enjoy it more, then," Debbie says, gently tugging on a few strands of his hair. "Don't get so caught up in your end goal. The longer the hunt takes, the more you'll savor your victory. Besides, he'll just be more passionate when he finally breaks."
"Well," Steve says, "Eddie is cute when he's flustered. And when he's jealous. He has great potential, by the way, I mean, he really wants to kill Pubert, I think."
"I'm sure it's nothing Pubert doesn't deserve," Debbie says lightly. "Anyway, I think you're doing just fine, Steve. From what you've told me, Eddie isn't going anywhere anytime soon."
"Should I try harder, though?"
Debbie thinks for a moment, humming softly as she considers the question. "How about this," she says, perking up some as the idea comes to her, "Invite Eddie to dinner on Friday. I'll get a look at him myself, and if he still hasn't cracked by the end of the night, you can crank things up a notch."
Steve slowly nods, turning the suggestion over in his head. He wanted Eddie to meet his mother anyway, especially since he already met Fester. This would also be another opportunity to spend more time with Eddie alone. In Steve's room. With the door closed.
And maybe something will finally happen.
"Okay," Steve says, "I'll invite him."
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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I hope you're doing fine if not I'm sorry to read/hear that
May I request the ticci-toby, masky, hoodie, ben drowned, eyeless jack, jeff the killer and homicidal liu ( you can take spme away if you want to) with a motherly/killer s/o? like they help them clean up after killing someone and cook for them but goes full on momma bear when someone insultes their bf? And go on a full on killing spree when they're really mad or gets some kidneys for jack but their partner doesn't know? maybe they have a 1960s housewife aesthetic?
just imagen the look on their faceses when they come to their s/o's house to find them humm to themself, covered in blood while cooking with the name they just killed someone with.
Sorry for the wait! I’ve been super sick but I’m doing much better now thanks for asking! :)
Creepypastas find out Motherly!Reader is a killer
Includes: Masky, Hoody, Toby Rogers, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Jeff The Killer and Homicidal Liu
Masky💖
Masky quietly climbed through your bedroom window. He made it a habit to return to your place after his missions. Seeing you weren’t in here, he slinked through the dark room towards the kitchen, where he knew you definitely were. Masky stood in silence as he watched you cook him dinner. You sensed his presence behind you, turning and offering him a warm smile
Masky watched you like a hawk from behind his mask. You ushered him out of his bloody jacket, folding it in your arms and taking it away to wash. As you waited for his food to finish cooking, you dabbed small flecks of blood from his white mask, cooing at him. If you were to take the mask off to clean further, he would quickly lean in and steal a kiss from your lips
When you hung out at the mansion, you could clearly see that Toby annoyed your boyfriend a fair bit. If he took it too far until Masky got super pissed at the younger man, you stepped in to give Toby a firm, motherly lecture
Masky believed that you were his sweet, angelic, old fashioned male wife, but you had a secret. Like him and the other creeps, you were a crazed killer. When you got really angry like he sometimes did, you went on a killing spree of your own
Masky came home to you one night, finding you cooking dinner for him like you always did. You scared him to death. As you were humming sweetly to yourself while occupied at the stove, you were drenched in blood
Masky threw himself at you, bombarding you with concerns. He thought somebody had hurt you. What happened?! You innocently explained to him that it wasn’t your blood, and you just had some ‘fun’ of your own. Poor Tim here would be super shocked, but not exactly mad… ;)
Hoody💖
Hoody returned home from his mission to find you waiting for him in his room. You immediately greeted him happily, then fussed him out of his bloody hoodie. Before he could protest, you told him you made him some dinner, and wanted him to go eat it while you put his clothes in the wash. Hoody felt bad that you were caring for him like this, but headed downstairs to the kitchen anyway
After dinner, you curled up on his bed with his head in your chest. Brian drifted off to sleep with a small smile on his unmasked face. Your twirled your fingers through his hair, humming softly to him
You got really protective of Hoody if any of the other creeps were to give him a rough time. Your hand went straight to his shoulder, snapping back at them that he was perfect, and nothing they said was true. It was a bit embarrassing, but Hoody couldn’t help but adore it so much
He couldn’t believe his eyes when he stopped by your home one night, finding you cooking dinner for him while caked in blood. Brian was beyond panicked for your well-being. You had to calm him down with your gentle words and caresses. You giggled, waving his worries off, telling him it wasn’t your blood. Hoody’s stomach fell. You… were fine… you were just out… killing… much like he and the others did
Hoody couldn’t explain it, but something about sweet old you being crazy and bloody like that made him feral
Toby Rogers💖
Toby was so clingy. Every chance he got, he was dashing to your place or begging you on the home to come over to Slender’s. He completely melted when you cleaned him up after killing. Every time you cleaned his hoodie, he cuddled and sniffed it first, as it smelled like you. You always used the best softeners and detergent like the mother you were
Toby absolutely loved your cooking. He always scarfed that shit down real quick, before asking for seconds and sometimes even thirds
Nobody dared be mean to Toby when you were around. He was a snitch too and carried on to you when someone did. You were very protective and motherly over Toby, and always stood up for him. If a creep was mean to him (usually Jeff), he wrapped his arms around your waist, hiding behind you while pointing at the offender (Jeff)
Toby couldn’t deny that he was scared of you. You were so much like an old fashioned mum, and he feared punishment from you. One night after a mission, he practically came skipping back to your place. Toby bursted through the door to find you cooking him dinner over the stove, humming a tune while covered in blood
Whoa
Toby knew that it wasn’t yours. He thought so highly of you, and knew you could take care of yourself just fine. Hell, you sure did of him! He knew that you had hurt other people, and probably for good reason… right?
Seeing you cook for him after a murderous rampage… huff, sure did a number on him… Toby started to shamelessly and clumsily flirt, blushing and gushing like a schoolgirl over you
You were so cool to him
BEN Drowned💖
BEN’s room was a mess before you came along. You kept it clean and washed all his clothes, which often were dirty. Whether they were covered in blood, chip crumbs, soda or sweat, you were there to scoop them off the floor and into the wash
BEN’s diet usually consisted of snacks and/or whatever he munched on while gaming. But now you were here, you cooked him nice meals three times a day
Nobody thought it was possible, but he actually didn’t game as much after he met you. BEN much preferred to hang out with you instead (congratulations)
Nobody messed with BEN that much, but when they did, you were right there to shout them down. He felt so safe and protected with you by his side. If you were lecturing a creep for being rude to him, he was hiding behind you and cheering you on like the proud bf he was
One night, BEN crawled out of your phone, which was laying on your kitchen counter. He suddenly popped up in your home, gawking in bewilderment at you as you cooked him dinner. You were caked in blood while humming to yourself innocently
BEN uncertainly called your name, resulting in you looking up from the stove at him with a warm smile. He asked you what happened as chill as he could, in which you gently told him. He had no idea you were a killer like him. You were so sweet, and so different from him. It shocked BEN a lot, but that didn’t make him love you any less
In fact, he just loved you more
Eyeless Jack💖
You often took the clothes right off Jack’s back, as they were frequently covered in fresh blood. Whether from cutting up his ‘experiments’, patching up an injured creep, or just enjoying a little snack, he always found a way to splash red all over his hoodie
Jack fell in love with you a little more everyday. When you came over to the mansion, you cooked him gourmet meals with kidneys and other human organs from his stash. He thought they were delicious and absolutely fabulous. He couldn’t eat anything else!
If Jeff or someone was teasing Jack, the words hurt you more than him. The eyeless man was way better than any petty banter or insults. You knew that, but still always snapped at others for being mean to him. Jack thought it was rather cute, really
Jack was getting curiouser and curiouser when you came to the mansion with jars of kidneys or other gory items. You innocently told him you got them just for him, and how you were to cook them up. Like, yeah, sure. That was very sweet of you and all, but whERE DID YOU GET THEM???
One lonely night, Jack left the mansion and made his way to your home. He missed you, and just wanted to curl up in your bed with you. You were expecting him, as it was common for him to give you evening visits
Jack entered through the front door with the spare key you gave him. He found you in the kitchen, stirring up a stew of gore for him on the stove. Blood dripped down from the brim of the pot, and so did some from your clothes. You smiled at Jack as he approached, slowly taking off his mask to get a better look of you, though he was eyeless
You were drenched in blood, giggling to him how you went ‘grocery shopping’ for him. You were quite old fashioned and domesticated, after all! Jack didn’t pick you for a fellow killer. Because you reminded him of one of those nuclear fam spouses from the fifties or something. You were already very alluring to him, and this was just icing on the kidney cake
Jeff The Killer💖
Jeff was very stubborn. He acted annoyed when you tidied his godawful room, and made a big deal of you washing his clothes. You just rolled your eyes with a smile and gently told him you only did it because you loved him. Jeff grew bashful, and acted like it didn’t warm his dead heart. He ended up looking forward to coming home to you after killing, and enjoyed the look on your face when you saw the blood all over his white hoodie
Jeff tried so hard not to get emotional when you cooked him a nice meal. You almost reminded him of his mother, and you took him back to a much simpler time. He fell asleep with his head on your belly that same night, with you laying on your back in between his bedsheets
When Jeff got into a scrap with another creep, he always made it violent. Liu sparked up an argument with his brother, which Jeff pulled a knife on him. You had to tug him back by his hood, prying the blade from his pale hand
Jeff was beyond angry. He didn’t want to listen to you as you dragged him to his room and shut the door behind you. If you tried to mother and reason with him, expect him to shout or tell you to shut up. You were forever patient with this man though, and eventually got through to him
Like said before, Jeff was very stubborn and also cold. But after hearing you ended up lecturing Liu for picking on his brother, he couldn’t help but grow even more fond of you
Jeff climbed through your bedroom window. When he noticed you weren’t in there, he immediately ventured off to the kitchen, knowing you would be cooking dinner. Jeff was carrying a bloody knife, but it clattered to the floor when he saw you
There was blood all over your clothes, and on your hands too. You were cooking him dinner with a small smile, and it widened when you spotted him in the doorway
Before you could greet him, Jeff was storming over to you slamming you against the wall. Your murderous eyes grew wide as he pressed himself flush against your bloody form, smacking a hungry kiss to your lips
Homicidal Liu💖
Liu was so appreciative of you when you offered to wash his clothes after killing. Sometimes blood splashed onto his coat or scarf, but you were right there to clean and soften them for him
Your domestic antics almost made Liu feel normal again. You cooked him (and sometimes his brother) meals all the time like the motherly sweetheart you were. He often came over to your place after killing and whatnot. Jeff sometimes tagged along too just to abuse your kindness of washing his clothes and feeding him good food
Now as much as you cared for Jeff, you often had to shout him down when he picked a fight with your Liu. Jeff would start sulking, and Liu would absolutely love it. Scratch that, he absolutely loved you. You were his rock. <3 You two were a pretty cute couple and always had plenty to talk about
Liu visited you one evening without his brother, entering your lovely home with a pep in his step. Everything stopped though when he found you cooking him dinner, humming while covered in blood. He thought somebody hurt you, and was stumbling over himself as he raced over. You had to console Liu, caressing his stitched up cheeks while cooing over the top of his rambling
He relaxed a little after you told him it wasn’t your blood all over you. But he didn’t bring his guard down much as he realised that meant you hurt someone else. You—sweet, innocent you… killed…?
Liu was overcome with emotions. He threw himself around you, hugging your neck tight and nestling into it. He exhaled when he felt you wrap your arms around him too. He decided he would unpack you being a killer later. Liu just wanted to be close to you at the moment. He was just relieved you were okay
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haunteddeertimetravel · 6 months
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CREEPYPASTA HEADCANNONS
Okay so this is going to be just a few characters to start with, but I will definitely make a part two which has more characters!!
(This post includes Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Ticci Toby, Homicidal Liu)
(Also don't get mad at me for this post. ITS MY OPINION and you do NOT have to agree with it)
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Jeff the Killer
• Okay so Jeff fans are WILD so please don't kill me if I say something you don't agree with☠️
• He is really proud of his new face. (I always see people say he is insecure of it but it's stated in his story that he thinks it's beautiful)
• He re cuts his face everytime it TRIES to re-heal
• His face cuts are VERY infected
• He isn't exactly close with anyone in the mansion but he gets along with Toby the most
• May act like he doesn't but he really does regret what he did to Liu
• Has attachment issues after what happened with Liu (he lost him and he was so close with him
• Definitely listens to old good Charlotte, all time low, and maybe even some never shout never
• Has bad trust issues
• Gets mad very easily
Ben Drowned
• Is pretty childish since he was 12 when he died and never really got the chance to mature
• Is close with sally (even though it took her a while to get used to any male presence and she still hates it) and they prank people together
• He loves Apple juice (idk why I think this😭)
• He does stuff to purposely annoy people such as poking them over and over again
• when he gets mad he side eyes people and tells them to shut up
• You will hear him raging at random times at night because he lost in a video game
• I think he gets more annoyed than he does mad like he will roll his eyes if someone is irritating him
• Sassy 12 year old
• Is OBSESSED with Halloween because he loves the way people in the mansion celebrate (some of them go outside in their normal outfits and trick or treat just to bring home candy for the younger ones of the house. Since they all look like they are in a costume)
• I know this is super stereotypical but he definitely listens to hyperpop since it replicates computer-typeish music and tones
Eyeless Jack
• He doesn't have eyes, but HE CAN SEE
• Sometimes when he is out of kidneys and is hungry but doesn't feel like hunting, he will teleport to hospitals and use his invisibility skills to take kidneys from transplant sections (if that's what they are called)
• He still feels human emotions but just has a hard time expressing them since he wants to forget his past
• Has SEVERE trust issues and it would be shocking if he EVER trusted a human again
• Feels sympathy for Ben (if we are talking about the Benjamin Lawman sacrifice story) since he was also killed/sacrificed by a cult
• Don't get me wrong he loves killing/torturing humans, but sometimes he only wants a kidney and when they wake up he dreads it
• Is VERY quiet and polite (when around other creepypastas obviously) and doesn't really say much
• I feel like he definitely listens to 2014 music that you would hear on road trips (example: Safe and sound - capital cities, am I wrong - Nico and Vinz etc.)
Laughing Jack
• Is TERRIFYINGLY TALL. APPROXIMATELY 8 FEET TALL. Scary
• I weirdly feel like he sounds like tiny tim and pennywise combined
• Definitely thinks everything is funny since he used to be an actual clown and still hasn't forgotten those ways fully
• Listens to old classical music and 1920s-40s music such as tonight you belong to me - patience and prudence, and livin in the sunlight lovin in the moonlight - Tiny Tim
• Ben always try to prank him and he gets mad because he feels like he should be the one pranking
• Extremely scary and quiet most of the time, but he has very frequent mood swings that could have him jumping off the walls (literally) to just sitting on the floor staring
• Doesn't get along with anyone in the mansion except for Candy Pop and Jason the Toymaker
• Doesn't sleep and only eats the organs he pulls out of his victims
• Hates Issac because he basically turned him into this monster
• Has abandonment issues severely
• Is definitely claustrophobic ever since he had to be in that box for that long period of time
• Has a wind up thing on his back and he will play music (since he is a jack in the box and also a stuffed doll)
Ticci Toby
• Does NOT like waffles
• Is NOT an "UwU smol bean"
• hates being treated like he is less just because he is a proxy
• Likes to be alone because it can be a struggle for him to communicate due to his tourettes (not saying they can't communicate just saying it can come as a struggle when talking to someone new because of stress and anxiety which is a trigger for most people)
• Has bad abandonment issues
•Will absolutely REFUSE to kill anyone who resembles his sister in the slightest unless slenderman tells him to (proxies can not refuse slender)
• He loves fall and nature and loves to see the leaves turn green to gold
• Wears a lot of sweaters (this is kind of canon)
• Doesn't really get along with anyone in the mansion except for Jeff since they both like to complain about stuff
• It's harder for him to feel human emotions since proxies kind of have all of that erased
• Is quiet and when people talk to him he kind of just nods and shakes his head in response to what they say instead of talking back
• Listens to old Owl City and All Time Low
• NOT emo😭 (I always see people say he is...)
• Everytime he sees a car he thinks of Lyra and has a mental breakdown. Anything he sees that remind him of her he can't deal with
• LOVES RACCOONS!!!!
• Definitely got bitten by a stray raccoon because he tried to pet it
Homicidal Liu
• He forgives Jeff even though he basically ruined his life
• Is very peaceful and kind of came to terms with all that happened
• Very quiet and laid back
• Doesn't like loud people/places
• Hates conflict since it reminds him of that day the fighting happened
• Has EXTREME trust issues since him and Jeff were so close and he just decided to attempt to murder him while he was sleeping on the couch
• I have a feeling him and bloody painter get along since they share a couple of traits that are needed
• But all of this changes when he turns into Sully it's a WHOLE different story then
• Loves Christmas and winter
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Hello guys!! That's all I have today but I will definitely make more parts with more characters! I apologize for how long it took me to make this I have had school and SO much more boring daily life shit☠️ I hope you all have a good day!!! <33
I'm also 100% willing to do marble hornets and every man hybrid head cannons but I WILL include them in the creepypasta section!! I do know that they are not creepypastas I just like the headcannon that they all live in the mansion together 😭
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batsforbadones · 1 year
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creepypasta headcanons (from a slasher blog? more likely than you think)
I know you all didn’t follow me for Creepypasta content but I didn’t want to make a new account, and I need to get some head canons across. also I picked the tumblerest aesthetic image i could find for each one to really channel that energy.
trying to get a feel for them, be easy plz. I haven’t written for them in years.
Based on the fandom perceptions of the creepypastas rather than real lore.
TW: SUBSTANCE ABUSE/ SA/ ED/ SH JEFF THE KILLER
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-Mega Mall Goth ass beat. Listens compulsively to Marilyn Manson. Had a third wave sexuality experience when KILL4ME was released. -Addicted to Heroin because he thinks it makes him sexier. Has extreme delusions of grandeur. Believes he’s a new age god that is meant to be worshipped- Essentially believes he’s some form of reincarnated Aphrodite. In actuality its more like the modern day Narcissus, or Dorian Gray, suffering constantly with a news cast image of himself that he just sees getting uglier and uglier -”They never get my fucking smile right. I swear they’re editing it- They’re like, fucking editing it-” -Severe Body Dysmorphia. He can’t perceive his body. He can barely perceive his face when he’s in the process of healing. It’s all lacquer to him- Iridescent. He doesn't view this as a bad thing, but on the rare occasion he can perceive his body, he’s disgusted, and mutilates it in an attempt to repurpose what he views as simply “an unfavorable medium” -Very into body mods. He views his smile this way- further perfecting a craft. He has piercings and the ink and the works- Most shops don't blind twice about his appearance, often applauding the look. -Contrary to his living legend, Jeff was neve able to fully burn off his lids. He tried, and just ended up nuking his lashes. He does find that lack of hair to be appealing, though, and often keeps the rest of his body, save for his head, in a similar shape. A lot of it struggles to grow hair because of the scar tissue anyways. -Never got the chance to grow out of his edgy, 14, and deep phase. Curses compulsively. With every breathe the word Fuck, Bastard, Cunt, Bitch, or some other new fun word will come spilling out. -Chronically straight. like, obsessively straight. Very into the most typical looking women because ‘metal is a mans topic’ (he literally only knows 4 Metallica songs) and if he very much has that ‘they’re too easy to manipulate’ -He’s always chronically chasing women he can’t have.
EYELESS JACK
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-Daddy Kink Haver. Proper dominant, educated man. -I think he’d be older. Not Hannibal. This isn't about Hannibal. Jack is more breakable, pliable. He’s demanding and domineering, and he sneers and snaps his teeth like a dog. He bites in bed. He pulls hair. He’s borderline animalistic when he consumes, and yet surgical and steel when he slices. -He doesn’t prepare meals. He eats it raw. He’d find the flavor- the specialty of the meat to be tainted by spices and herbs. He just needs the meat.  -Complex form of OCD. He doesn't need to be clean. He’s not really put together. He’s got a five o’clock shadow, a hoodie that smells like copper, and a bizarre itch in his own kidneys. If he doesn’t remove someone's, he’ll be forced to remove his own- And he only has the left one left.  -Tall. Not wide. Lean. He’s got a cock that drags across the ground. Uncircumcised. And he walks with the tilt to prove it. -And he sweats, and groans, and there’s this sense about him that he’s only living off adrenaline and coke.  -A severe sadist. The kidney eating has little to nothing to do with this. Those are urges in his organs. The choice to get a medical PHD has everything to do with this, though. Watching people writhing on gurneys when they come in for emergency? Gorgeous. Erection driving.  -Also, has a PHD. It’s DOCTOR Eyeless Jack to you. -Goes by Eyeless Jack purely due to a newspaper misprint and a well placed note. He committed an act of enucleation, and instead of the multiple missing kidneys from previous LIVING victims, he’s only known for this? Humans are so weirddddd.
TICCI TOBY
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-A lot quieter than he’s made out to be, only really mumbling out things here and there- however, notably, when he’s loud hes l o u d. -The better descriptor of how he behaves would be self harmingly neurotic. Sometimes other harmingly neurotic. Charmingly, neurotic. His neurosis has very little to do with his tourettes. It has everything to do with his mania. He’s always on an upper, and the way he moves proves it. He’s borderline animalistic with his motions. He doesnt walk anywhere, he either bolts or stomps. He finds urges to burn things a little too frequently- -If you both to get close enough without his mask on, you’ll see that he’s actually mumbling--- all the time. It’s almost like a consistent chitter of his teeth. Like a weird, fucked up rattle.  -One of his main tics is pulling his jaw scar. It’s a hook motion, and he yanks down and it leaves the area constantly raw. He would prefer to not speak, but then again, he isn’t really given the option. -He tweets like a bird. “WooHoo~” -A consistent problem with his schizo-affective ass is that he’s subjective to equally grandiose delusions when having episodes. Like Jeff, he often finds himself gagging on the kitchen floor, struggling to cope with the fact that he’s disgustingly mortal. Like, Jeff is- bad- Toby’s consciously bad. It’s like the second he became aware of Slenderman being-- real- any form of humanity drained from him. It’s not like he had a disorder to blame it on anymore. A real dude was just-- making him act like this. It wasn’t in his head, what was he to do against an eldritch horror? -lays... incredible pipe. Insane levels of pipe. He’s hypersexual with the audacity to have a thing for anal. He’s awful. awful. He can go for hours- -But its not like he feels anything. He struggles to feel anything emotionally to begin with- and physically, literally.  -The act of sex is bizarrely calming to him. Rhythmic. It’s like a hypnotic form of self care for him. He can zone out for hours- It’s not like he becomes aware when he’s rubbed his dick raw- or your internal organs.
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selenoprince · 4 months
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Random Creepypasta Headcanons Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo
Jeff the Killer makes fun of Slenderman’s tentacles by referring to them as tentacle hentai monsters. Slender Man got so frustrated that he broke Jeff’s PS4 by throwing it out the window
Nina the Killer uses Splat Hair Dye and would dye her hair in the middle of the night even though the rest of the Creepypasta’s can smell the intoxicated hair bleach
Ticci Toby’s the type of person to say whoopsie daisies when he accidentally causes a fire
Eyeless Jack’s room smells horrendous because of his secret stash of rotten kidneys laying under his bed
Laughing Jack can fly and would glide around because he feels like it but he’ll complain for about an hour about having to walk on his feet against his will
BEN Drowned one time got one of those fake tattoos from Shein and put one on his arm to seem “badass” but one day Jeff sprayed water at him bc Jeff lost a Star in Mario Party during Chance Time and the tattoo came off and BEN had a rash on his arm for about 2 weeks
Candy Pop’s the type of person to get a sugar rush after drinking a soda can
Clockwork sometimes does fashion shows for Ticci Toby and Clockwork definitely has done Toby’s eyeliner and black nails
Sally Williams fell though the ceiling once and gave Jane the Killer a death stare (iyk the tiktok ykwita)
Jane the Killer binge watched Euphoria about 3 times and kins Maddy Perez
Zalgo definitely sings about how “evil and diabolical 👹😈” he is in the shower with the lights on
When Jane the killer told Jeff that she was a lesbian and married to Mary Jeff recalled “I thought you were American?” Then Jane slapped him
Homicidal Liu has read the Chainsaw Man mangas and his favorite character is either Aki or Reze. He thought the anime was a let down though and would argue with people over it on Twitter
Sally would force Laughing Jack to be the jester for her Castle Playtime if Candy Pop wasn’t able to do it. LJ would complain but Sally would offer him either candy or one time $25
Slender Man is trying to rizz up Hachishakusama by sending her pick up lines. One time they were texting and Slender Man was legit kicking his feet lying on his stomach giggling
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featheryfoxes · 1 month
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Because I need more Jeff angst.
And the show just skips over omegas which okay I guess I'll do it myself.
What if we don't see many Omega children/adults in Tony's circle is they as individuals sell fast, even more so the special ones (maybe special omegas or Omega's in general happen less often that alphas?) And yes they can produce a child easier than alphaxenigma but that makes the child less 'valuable' on the black market.
But Tony makes good money from sell the Omega's virginity, from the 'right' to breed one of his collection.
Soon after taking in Jeff, Tony thinks that's gonna be a money maker for sure. He pairs him with Charlie (hoping for the older alpha to kinda imprint on the younger, be willing to guard Jeff with his life) Tony's already got buyers lined up for the server but when Charlie runs he takes Jeff because well Tony's imprint planed a little too well.
Of course Jeff knew that's what Tony had planned, that his body wasnt his. So he abuses suppressants (when I would build omega verse normally suppressants are only used for emergencies like sudden heats/ruts or to prevent heat/rut sickness they aren't designed to be taken like birth control) it keeps him from going into heat after his first one. (Not really a presentation as I use intersex M!Omega and F! alpha's so those are present at birth) but it doesn't hide his scent.
Alan figures it out fairly quickly and is like "I'm not gonna tell you what to do with you body but doing this could really mess up. "
"my fertility I'm aware."
"I mean yeah but I'm more worried about the kidney and heart damage and the mental health issues than the fertility thing."
So he and Alan start there relationship and how amazing that Jeff got to *chose*. Maybe he didn't take the suppressants for a bit becuase he finally feels a little bit safe.
But Tony is a dick and already sold Jeff so even before the full auction (he was decided the best way to control Jeff is to sell him off permanently overseas maybe) he allows the Alpha that Jeffs virginity was originally sold to have him. Even when Kenta points out that Jeff smells like Alan in a way that means they had sex recently.
(maybe he goes into heat?)
Tony's like "She (the alpha) does t have to know that and who knows the smell might whip her into a rut, she'll pay more if the brat gets pregnant."
(this female alpha is probably gonna be the villain in a full fic if I write one.)
Cue after care when Alan and Jeff get to the apartment, maybe Jeff doesn't tell him even if Alan's nose tells him something happened Jeff is like "oh it was just buyers assessing me. Nothing was gonna happen till I was sold. " So calm it kinda freaks Alan out and he's like you can cry that was traumatic it's okay to break I'm here to hold you.
They talk it out get that comfort we want from whump and scene.
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beelaboola · 3 months
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Yo, Bella, out of all the creepypasta boys, who would you feel the safest to let in your house? Doodle that guy!
definitely not toby, despite me being a total fangirl over him (still am)
only bc of the fact that he could be babbling about nonsense for one moment then whack a hatchet into my skull the next !!! D: (i would thank him)
but i feel like id be safest with liu or ej.....
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honestly i dont know much about liu outside of him being jeff's older brother and sully (im guessing his alter?) wanting nothing but to kill him (SO REAL!!!! ME TOO!!!! /silly)
i did read up that hes more lenient with people who are close to him, buuuuuut despite that he would probably decide to kill me one way or another!!! i probably just chose him bc im an older sibling myself LMFAOO (and hes kinda cute ehehehe)
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as for ej....
i have two versions of ej, one being my first hc of him before i read up on his story (the one with the cult) which was him being this shapeshifting blob monster, his form being similar to no face from spirited away!!! and the other being the ej we are pretty familiar of today (aka funny demon man)
i did say on one of my posts that i would run away crying if he were real (and i stand by that bc omg...) but i do feel safe to let him into my house soley bc id like to think that bro does not mean any harm 😭like the dude literally got sacrificed against his own will and now has no choice but to only eat kidneys bc he cant stomach human food!!!
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if i were to go with my shapeshifting blob ej headcanon, he would probably be like a house cat....... except he just brings in organs as offerings like how cats bring in dead mice as gifts
buuuuuuuut id be safe w them up until my imminent death when they decide that they are hungry and then feast on my kidneys....
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in conclusion? id live a little longer, but die a probably brutal death (but its okay, theyre hot)
borders by @saradika :)
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jtkys · 8 months
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could you, perhaps, do something with platonic bromance between ej and jeff. Like some sweet, fluffy tomfoolery
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..“ᴊᴛᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴊ ʙʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ/ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ,, ʜᴄs.
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↳ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ: ᴀɴᴏɴ! ༉‧₊˚✧
↳ ᴄᴡ/ᴛᴡs: ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴇᴇᴅ, sᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ᴋɪᴅɴᴇʏs ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇs ʟᴏʟ ༉‧₊˚✧
↳ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢs/x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ: ᴊᴇꜰꜰ x ᴇᴊ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ) ༉‧₊˚✧
↳ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇsꜰʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ɴᴏᴛᴇs: ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ. ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴄs, ᴛʜᴇʏʀᴇ ᴘᴏʟᴀʀ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛʙʜ. ༉‧₊˚✧
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I see them both being like really different, atleast personally within my hcs.
I mean I see Jeff as a bit of an ass sometimes, nothin too bad just an annoying prick I guess.
And ej being the absolute opposite. Calm, respectful, level headed. He (was) a med student, and, in ej’s words: “you can’t be an aggressive doctor, Jeffrey.”
“Yeah ya can. You’d still be a doctor, just a shit one.” “Language.” “English.” “What??” “You asked my language.”
Imo Jeff smokes weed, I mean not as much nor as frequently as Ben (who, being a ghost, doesn’t really get that affected by it unless he smokes a lot)
And ej despising smoking. Honestly since Jeff got made into barbecue chicken, he’s a bit of a pussy when it comes to fire so if you wanna smoke with him he’s either gonna be vaping (coward)
Or you’re gonna have to light the ciggy (or whatev) for him. He ain’t touching a lighter with a 10 foot pole.
But yeah back to them, ej hates smoking in general because he’s (was) a med student.
“Do you know how bad that is for you? It can cause lung damage.” And blah blah blah, but he doesn’t force Jeff to stop.
He joins in sometimes if he’s drunk or unable to sleep, but he insists it stays between Jeff and himself. He has a reputation to uphold, Jeffrey!!!
Jeff loves gorey shit so sometimes he comes down to the medical wing and looks at all the kidneys and other weird organs that ej harvests.
It’s how they became friends, actually!
The reason they get along so well is because they balance eachother out. Jeff talks, ej listens. It’s perfect when either of them either want to rant or need some drama in their lives.
Jeff has tons of funny stories to tell and ej has all the time in the world to listen, so…
Jeff doesn’t care much for science but as stated previously, he likes the gorey bits. So he’ll listen to whatever medical big brain shit ej has to say because he just you know.. wants go see the organs. Weirdo.
I Imagine Jeff having a massive ego but also being pretty smart and quick to absorb knowledge (unlike Ben, who has anything remotely educational go in through one ear and out the other) so as soon as ej tells him about any sciency stuff he goes to yell at everyone else where his pancreas is and how he’s smarter than all of them now
(Jeff mixed up the pancreas and the liver but ej didn’t have the heart to correct him)
As much as Jeff seems like an egotistical prick who can’t sit still, ej got him into reading.
Sure it’s all horror books and comic books about graphic stuff and murder and whatever, but atleast he’s reading, right??
And you know how ej rubbed off on Jeff and started making him a BITTTT smarter? Jeff has done the same for ej, except he’s loosened him up a bit.
Ej can be seen around the mansion a lot more instead of just staying inside the medical bay.
He participates in game rights and banter and conversations more than he used to all thanks to Jeff. Infact he managed to befriend Sally!
I mean it’s the easiest thing in the world since she’s a sweetheart but like. He’s trying and he did well, okay??
Overall though they’re a pair of cuties and best buds
Sure, an unlikely pair, but best buds nonetheless.
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↳ ᴛᴀɢs: ɴᴏɴᴇ. ༉‧₊˚✧
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hatchetno1 · 3 months
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sage forest mental institution.
chapter 3. in which you magically get unfucked. word count: 2.4k note: changed Reader's name to Y/N. doesn't hit the same lol.
So there you were, in the midst of four men. One behind a metal door holding you in place, one about to lunge for your neck, another who was encouraging the second one, and a fourth one whom you knew would do nothing to stop it.
The whirring of a machine.
“Stop,” a voice commanded, and all five of you turned to look at its source.
There stood—no, floated a man? Boy? His age was ambiguous and he seemed to be an apparition, because no way in hell was normal matter floating in the air. You could also practically see the camera behind him. (Did he pop out of the camera?)
Your first thought was, why is a Link cosplayer hovering in the air, and your second was, why is Link bleeding from his eyes?
“I just got ahold of Slender,” he announced lazily. Who the fuck is this Slender they keep talking about? “He says to bring the girl back. Alive. Mm-kay, gonna fuck off now.” As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared.
Jeff damn near threw a tantrum, before deciding he “doesn’t give a shit what the big man wants”, but strangely this time, Masky and Brian restrained him.
“Ugh, I forgot you fucks are walking microphones for Slendy,” he complained, throwing his head back as he groaned. “Fine, fine, it’s almost as if I’m not supposed to kill people nowadays.” You were left in awe at the amount of sarcasm in his voice.
“Free Toby,” commanded Masky. “And then we wait for him to bring us back. I’ll keep this one away from EJ.” He turns to the aforementioned Jeff. “Jeff, follow Hoodie and free Toby.” Jeff is strangely obedient and follows Brian, whose alias is apparently Hoodie, off to free this Toby, but grumbles nonetheless.
The grumbling grew quieter as Jeff and Hoodie walked away, leaving you in awkward silence with your captors. You felt Masky’s scrutinizing glare on you, so you cleared your throat and turn awkwardly to EJ, who now has an unhappy expression on his face, most likely grumpy that he couldn’t eat your kidneys or whatever.
“…Who’s that Link cosplayer and why is he floating?” You asked, then realize it might be unwise to speak now. Fortunately, the situation was forgiving enough, and EJ answered you.
“That is BEN. He sort of lives in dataspace.” You dared not pry further for an answer.
You heard the disgusting shriek of rusty metal hinges turning somewhere not too far from your current location, and you cringed. You turned to your left, taking in the sight of a boy, presumably Toby, who was also in a nightgown. The brown-haired boy’s demeanor was strange, almost meek, but you knew he wasn’t. Someone with this group couldn’t possibly be meek. He sniffed and sneezed, and his shoulders jerked. Probably a tic disorder. For whatever reason, his left cheek was also bandaged, and you wondered what kind of wound lay there. From this distance, you heard Hoodie brief him on the situation, how “The Operator” needed you alive and whatever. Bro has two names? What is he, quirky?
Masky looked around and nodded. “Time to go,” he says, before grabbing a key from Jeff and unlocking EJ’s door.
You didn’t know what you expected, because EJ lunged at you, and you knew he was hungry. In a second, his strangely lanky body was lifted off you, as he roared and cried for your organs. You had no idea what to think of this, but you turned to Masky, who sighed as Toby—who seemed to be stronger than he looks— and Hoodie restrained him.
“Come on. Gotta take you to your new home now. Or torture chamber. Don’t know what Boss wants with you.”
You were so fucked.
So here you are now, being transported with nary a trace of care from these men, all in light blue hospital gowns that do nothing to flatter them. Well, with as much care as you’d expect, at least. They are, after all, a serial killer, a cannibal, and three others who seemed to be seasoned fighters. And you don’t think they fight for show.
You pretty much get hurled into the boot of a truck that appeared out of nowhere. And when you say that it appeared out of nowhere, it appeared out of nowhere. So not only were they a serial killer, a cannibal, and three others who seemed to be seasoned not-for-show fighters, there was also some supernatural force coming into play that was clearly on their side.
Just as you wonder how Ben will get in with you, Hoodie gets into the back with you, and a threat from Masky is uttered, something like, “We’ll hunt you down if you escape, and we’ll make you wish you never ran away.” You don’t doubt him. You hear doors slam close, rocking the whole vehicle left and right. The glass shard Jeff was previously holding is now transferred into Hoodie’s hand, and you can only presume that the first reason why is to prevent Jeff from slicing your throat. The second is that, obviously, they need to hold your life hostage. It is at this moment you realize that you’re stupid, Ben is an apparition, and probably doesn’t require transport.
Against your natural instincts, you try to relax in the boot of this truck, still relatively tensed up due to the situation. Beside you, Hoodie is staring at you wordlessly, no hint of sympathy in his eyes, nothing that would tell you he’d hesitate to hurt you in Jeff’s place. You remember Ben’s exact words—bring the girl back alive. There was nothing insinuating you absolutely had to be in one piece.
To avoid the awkwardness, though you’re pretty sure you’re the only one feeling it given that the other probably has zero regard for you as a person, you clear your throat and lie back against the floor of the trunk. Hoodie does not move an inch, the hand grasping the shard holding steady. You wonder how he’s not bleeding from holding it, then decide that none of this is your problem. Yet.
They could torture you for fun, or they could decide all of a sudden that you’re no fun and kill you off. You decide against sighing, afraid that if you even just twitched in the wrong direction they’d cut that appendage off. Honestly, you don’t even know why you consider sighing. You should be fearing for your life.
But that’s just the thing. To fear is to have something to lose, and right now your only concern is that they might torture you without letting you dying, or just torture you to death. You know that a quick and painless death with these guys would be a miracle, given their sadistic and cannibalistic nature. Otherwise, you know that even if you died, the only thing you’d technically be losing is your life. And you don’t value your own life. After all, after around two entire decades of abuse and domestic violence, you grew up just not having anything to value. In the unlikely circumstance that you did find something to like, they’d just take it away from you.
These in mind, you manage to relax even further, and think yourself along this train of thought till you fall asleep, the group’s threats forgotten.
“Damn. She really just fell asleep.”
“You wanna bet on who’ll be able to hit her hardest without waking her up?”
“Huh-hey. The Operator told us—“ a whistle, snapping of fingers, and a harsh ‘fuck’—“to keep her alive.”
“Toby, are you just afraid of being a woman beater? You’re way past that.”
“Please, dear, she’s only a child—”
Whack. Thud.
You jerk awake. Though their voices had been drifting in slowly, the last person’s words triggered you. You don’t realize your body has acted before your eyes open, and you’re now sitting up ramrod straight, glaring at murderers, hands ready to defend.
Your brain registers the five in hospital gowns, and you remember that you’re being kidnapped. You regret the sudden movement, so you curl up into a defensive position, mouth opening to beg for your life. You may be passively suicidal, but you still have some sense of self-preservation.
Jeff looks at you in disgust. “Boooooring,” he drawls, then bends down to your height, face just inches away from yours. “I feed boring people to my dog.” A gulp sends its way down your throat. You have no idea what to say to that, and the classic option of apologizing comes to your mind, but you choke it back down lest Jeff actually try to feed you to his dog.
“Uh,” is, once again, your intelligent response to a bunch of insane murderers who are currently staring you down.
Masky acts just as you see Jeff cringe at your response, picking you up and slinging you over his shoulder. You startle, but he holds you firm. “Do not,” he repeats, calm venom in his words, “attempt to run. You will not succeed.”
You try to defend your not-so-little full-body twitch, but you once again save your own ass by shutting the fuck up. You praise yourself for not making shitty decisions today.
Mask’s back blocks you from looking at what’s ahead, what they seem to walk towards with such purpose in their footsteps. Where the evergreen grass ends, raised wooden stairs appear, wide enough to fit two or three people on top of it. A patio?
Your guess is confirmed as the three steps lead to the floor of a patio, and from your peripheral vision you register what can only be described as a normal wooden patio, except it’s run-down and flora is beginning to take over the gaps between the planks. You feel Masky’s free arm reach out and push something, likely a door. Its hinges squeak in protest as the man holding you continues moving forward.
You note that no light floods out from the open doorway, but the men continue walking forward anyway. Just as you think this might be your final resting place, Masky speaks.
“We, Eyeless Jack, Jeffrey Woods, Brian Thomas, Tobias Rogers, Timothy Wright and hostage…”
“Y/N,” EJ offers.
“And hostage Y/N,” Masky continues, “Request access to your home, Master.”
You could’ve sworn you didn’t blink, but suddenly you’re standing on a brown patterned carpet in a well-lit hall. At least, you think it’s a hall. There’s no time to even process the names, the full names they practically handed you.
You feel a huge presence behind you. That is to say, in front of Masky. Though intangible, it towers over you, choking you, clogging your breath, vision and hearing. Static?
It buzzes and buzzes, and you think your head might explode, you swear your eyeballs pop out of their sockets and that your brains leak out of your nostrils, but in a split second, you find yourself sitting on the floor, your eyes and brain intact. You feel around your head and face to confirm that everything is in place.
Tilting your head upwards might have been the scariest thing you’ve gone through today.
Faceless.
Indents where eyes should be and a slight raise where a nose should be.
And a large maw of teeth, tongue and saliva.
You don’t know how you should be reacting. But you’re pulled back to your surroundings as three voices seem to respond to this presence, this faceless entity with a monstrous mouth.
A chorus of three. “Master.”
You don’t see them, but you know that three of these men are bowing, one knee to the ground to this creature. Something in its chest rumbles, and you hope it’s not an angry one.
The entity retracts its tongue, and its teeth disappear into nothing, into white, sewing themselves back together into, for lack of better description, leather-like fabric.
Welcome back.
You’re left disoriented for a bit at the intrusive thought. No, it wasn’t your usual internal monologue. The voice was deep, smooth, imposing. But you hadn’t seen the entity, the so-called master, open his mouth, nor even move the muscles where a normal person’s mouth would be.
Slowly, the entity’s head turned towards you, its eyeless gaze piercing you, mind and soul.
You are to follow my proxies. They will ensure your survival in this household.
You hear a faint voice, similar to that of this entity’s, in the back of your head. Masky grunts in acknowledgement, seemingly in rhythm with that background voice. You realize that this entity is probably projecting his voice onto both of you at once.
You are to be brought to my office once you have been shown to your room. There, I will deliver a set of instructions to you.
The entity disappears. Jeff and EJ walk ahead on either side of you and ascend the stairways on either side of what you can only call a mansion lobby.
You feel a tug on the fabric of your clothes, over your right shoulder. “Come.” The stuttering voice that reminded the group to keep you alive sounds beside your ear. “Don’t want the Operator to wait too long,” he says amongst a slew of vocal tics, whistling and swearing. You wanted the jerky speech to soothe you, leave you in denial that this boy was a gentle being, but you knew otherwise. Sooner or later, something really fucked up would rear its ugly head above Toby’s brown, curly-haired head.
Wordlessly, you rise. He leads you, pinching the fabric of your sleeve to lead you.
It all feels like a dream. A really bad dream. Like a distasteful prank that’s being pulled on me right now.
But no one in your life remains to pull even the most harmless of pranks on you.
chapter 4 is out.
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r0s3m4ry-mp3 · 9 months
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can you write hcs for eyeless jack and Jeff the killer :3
YIPEEEE I WANTED TO DO JEFF AND EJ HCS
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EYELESS JACK/JACK NICHOLAS ☆°•.•°!!
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I hate how ppl make ej like so humanlike
Hes quite literally a baldass hooded demon
Idk where ppl got the brunette hair from😭
Hes 7,6
He lives in abandoned houses
I feel like his mask is apart of his body and hes kinda similar to no face from spirited away
Instead of the hoodie thing i think his whole body is all black so he can blend in better with the dark atmosphere of ppls rooms at night and only his "mask" opens up at the bottom when hes like eating or something
He usually wears some sweatpants and just goes out shirtless bc he cant find anything that fits him😭
He has 4 tongues and they have black sticky liquid coming off them
He has sharp claws and like 3 toed feet kinda like a chicken or smth but sharp
Hes very skinny like literally skin and bones
Lik you can literally see his ribcage and shit and like his spine along his back kinda like the rake
He doesn't really talk but he can if he wants
He mostly just sits in silence so talking with him is kinda awkward
He obviously wanted to be a surgeon but he didnt get to finish college bc of the cult thingy
I feel like hes demisexual
Bro doesn't care what pronouns you use on him hes just like "uh okay then."
He doesn't just like kidneys mf eats the whole person
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JEFF THE KILLER/JEFFREY WOODS☆°•.•°!!
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This mf sinks😭
Bro takes a shower every3 weeks at one of his victims houses
"Oh yeah i haven't showered in weeks i probably should go do that."
GREASY.
6,0
That one jeff cosplay @/buffalobilllifts did on tiktok is literally him
His hair is so tangled and notted tbh
Hes from Kentucky ☠☠☠
Used to have a country accent but its mostly not noticeable
You can still hear it in some words he says though
He used to be very emo but now hes mostly a metal head
But he will listen to some mcr or something for nostalgia once in awhile
I feel like liu was way more favorited then him
His parents were really never there for him and liu
His mom would be out with random guys and his dad would be out to work or at the bar
They would throw parties at their house like all the time when they were younger
Bro probably smoked alot and now his voice is fucked up
Hes in his early 30s
He also lives in abandoned houses and occasionally vists the proxys safe houses when hes bored or they throw a party
He one to say "you get no bitches☠☠" but then gets all awkward around woman in real life
Hes bicurious and wont admit it
Absolutely hates kids like don't leave him alone with one
He will bully it😞❗❗
Hes very insecure but hides behind this huge ego he has
He and liu grew up in a neighborhood where misogyny and shit like that was normal but as they grew up they changed like alot abt their point of views
Hes heavily burned all across his face and neck and arms and shit
Literally loves slashers
Especially og micheal myers
Probably has a cringy deviantart account from 2008 when he was emo in middle school
Very sarcastic and loud
He honestly really funny tbh
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Thats all i can think of right now im probably forgetting some😭😭
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windtooweem · 1 year
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Can I request a EJ x Reader where reader is a former victim of Jeff who was back to life through her own anger and suffering, so she oddly enough hangs around Jeff and is friends with him, somehow calming him down, because she thinks in an odd way if he hasn’t killed her she wouldn’t have the friends or life she has now. She is very jumpy and questions the smallest sounds making it impossible to sneak up on her, but she is friendly at the same time. She doesn’t hesitate to follow any of Slender’s orders and is able to patch small wounds and is learning to do more through EJ. She asks him questions all the time and he finds it endearing. So it’s surprising to him as he watches her in the shadows when the normally merciless creepypasta freezes up on a victim. An older male who seems to recognize the fear in her eyes. He is able to figure out it’s her Step-Dad. She doesn’t know Ej is there so is even more grateful when he steps in. Jeff coming shortly after to take his anger out on the now deceased stepfather. Just her feeling weak and ej assuring her she is not. And Jeff doing the same
Romantic for E.J
Jeff is your bestie/ Platonic for Jeff
Tw! Death, gun, ripping limbs, cussing,
She/her reader
E.J x Reader x Jeff
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“I can hear your whispering Jeff” You said not turning behind you as you heard Jeff step out of the bushes and wrap on of his arms around your shoulder.
“Why won’t you let me scare you, you Asshole” Jeff said dramatically putting off of his weight on you as you both flopped down on the ground.
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“E.J quick question, do you look for kinds of blood types for Kidneys or do they taste all the same?” You asked him as you were jumping around him asking him all kinds of questions about him and his past.
“Well…” He was more than happy to answer your questions, in fact he find your curiosity cute and very enduring.
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You were holding the gun up to an older man, he slowly turned around to look at you and you froze as he smirked at you.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here? The same pathetic little sheep who couldn’t protect her whore of a moth-“ He was cut off by E.J grabbing your gun and shooting him.
“Thank you” You said not taking your eyes off the dead body of your step father. When you finally zoned back, you saw Jeff taking him apart limb from limb.
“Hey are you okay? E.J told me how much of an Ass this man was” Jeff said as soon as you got back into reality. You nodded at him as E.J held your hands to comfort you.
You all walked back in silence but there was an unspoken yet aware “Thank you”
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cadkey-ark · 2 years
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Hi my name is Ark and I’m armed with pure delusion, today I’ll be talking about how I could/ would beat every single classic Creepypasta. RIP to the victims, but I’m built different. I barely ever leave my room, I did martial arts training years ago, and I am fueled by nothing other than the McDonalds sprite that runs through my veins. So I think I’m pretty qualified. For the sake of this, I will not allow any of them to be armed with their weapons, this is fist to fist combat.
Nina the killer
In her original story, she’s literally just a nine year old with a knife. I would grab her by the ponytail, and swing her around until she reached a high enough velocity for me to let go and have her hurtle directly into the sun
Ben Drowned / Sonic EXE
I put these two together because the strategy for beating them is pretty much the same. First of all, I’m not a nerd. I would never play sonic or zelda, but let’s say for the sake of debate, I do. After the first time weird things happen, I WOULD OBVIOUSLY STOP PLAYING THE GAME. I turn off my tv, break it, set it on fire, and then I would take the game cartridge, put it in a blender until it was a fine purée, and then drink it to absorb their power
Smile dog
I literally never read my emails.
Jeff the killer
If we’re talking the original, I would whoop his ass so fast it’s not even funny. Once again, he’s like a 13 year old with a knife and a Joker complex. I would slap the shit out of him so hard that it knocks the smile off his face.
Ticci Toby
He can’t feel pain so I would have a harder time getting him down. However, he does have Tourette's, and as somebody who also has it, I would just tic which would trigger him to tic, (this happens from personal experience it’s agony) and then I would get him. (This may also result in me ticcing back, and we would reach a stalemate)
Eyeless Jack
I literally never sleep, so if he wants to sneak into my room at night to take my kidneys, good luck. If he got within a foot of me, I would jab my fingers into his eye sockets and make him double blind. As he stumbles around with double no eyes, I lunge at him and I take HIS kidneys. See how he likes it.
Laughing Jack
I could beat him as a child. If he tried to pretend to be my imaginary friend, I’d completely exhaust him. I was a wolf kid. I had a reputation for how hard I could kick people in the shin. I am not defending myself from him, he’s defending himself from me. I would grab his nose and twist until it made a 🌀shape
The Rake
If he runs at me, I will simply kick him in the face so hard that all of his teeth fall out. Before the battle, I would rub my entire body in the most foul tasting, disgusting thing you could ever imagine. Like ghost peppers, or limes, or bananas. So when he goes to bite me, he recoils and is so disgusted he retreats, allowing me to win by default
Slenderman
If I’m not mistaken, he likes to stalk his victims before finishing them off to drive them bonkers. He tries this with me, that’s his first mistake. Every time I see him, I will also set off an extremely loud obnoxious noise, like an airhorn, or any song on my kazoo. He thinks he’s coming to stand outside my window and jumpscare me, WRONG he’s getting his eardrums blown out with every Nicki Minaj song ever released. In addition to that, I will go out of my way to constantly bully him at every turn. Instead of drawing cryptic symbols on my walls, I’m writing stuff like “SLENDERMAN IS SO TALL HIS PRONOUNS ARE FE/FI/FO FUM”. He will eventually grow so frustrated/ confused at my constant harassment that he decides to leave me alone and that I am not worth the effort. If he sends his proxies after me, we’ve already established that I could absolutely dominate each and every single bone in their bodies This has been my personal guide to beating most of the classic Creepypasta’s and I do not take constructive criticism <3 
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cacao-snorter · 2 months
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creepypasta headcanons!1!1!!1
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Aight here are some creepypasta headcanons cuz im bored
Slenderman
-his tentacles are furry and look like really long cat tails and get puffy and zig zaggy when he’s mad. -He is a father figure to the proxies but not a super good one and typically ends up seeming like an evil boss when he wants to appear as a father figure.
-There are two computers in the whole mansion that are old but work enough to search the internet and play minecraft
-Slenderman usually doesn’t leave the proxies alone when he’s going out for awhile because the one time he did, Jeff and Ben downloaded 69 bites of gay old man 🌽 on his computer and then Clockwork shat on it after. He cried when he got home.
Jeff The Killer
-I headcanon he’s vegan bc he loves animals
-absolute baby with fragile ‘masculinity’
-his friends joke about him being a republican hillbilly because he’s southern. (actually has a very slight accent too.)
-He’s friends with Nina despite knowing that she has a crush on him. He doesn’t mind. -he makes really gay jokes with ben
-Showers like once a month and smells bad. -I headcanon that he’s asexual and fairly androgynous. Doesn’t really know what he’s romantically attracted to, nor does he care.
-Wants to be friends with Jane again but knows he can’t.
-he was high on pain killers when he killed his family and Jane’s family in the same night and continued killing because he thought there would be no going back and now is afraid of drugs.
-edgy 15 year old with offensive tumblr humor
-Toby jokes about him being fat
-His favorite song is sweet dreams.
-was actually friends with Randy, Keith, and Troy. But a massive argument caused them to stop being friends and led to the whole incident.
Ben Drowned
-Doesn’t shower
-100% gay
-Can control the power in the mansion and make the lights turn off or something.
-Surpringly good with technology and doxxes people when he’s mad. He also jokingly threatened to leak Liu’s address which scared Liu half to death.
-Has a best friend trolling trio with Jeff and EJ
-His room smells bad
-owns a worn out gaming chair
Eyeless Jack
-Doesn’t actually like eating kidneys, Chernobog just makes him, but sometimes he fools Chernobog by eating kidney beans
-Gets weirded out when somebody calls him the “son of Chernobog” because he thinks it’s weird and too fancy.
-Listens to rap music
-Tried to become a rapper and used garbage YouTube beats, he made five songs that were all about fingering Otis (Bloody Painter). He also sampled an audio of Jeffrey beatboxing sweet dreams in the background of one of his songs. This same song had kazoo in the bridge
-ex zalgo goon but nobody knows but Slenderman and he’s too scared of what everyone would think if they knew.
-Extremely insecure about his face and always has his mask on. Only people who’ve seen are Jeff and Slenderman.
Ticci Toby
-Asshole with hatchets -joked about being flat earth but now thinks he might actually be flat earth
-besties with Clockwork
-Hates waffles. He hates them so much, he went into a gas station at 9pm, shoplifted a box of frozen waffles, threw them at a group of middle schoolers, and popped a cap in the cashier’s ass when he tried to stop Toby. He actually got his face on the news for this. One time, Lazari poured syrup in the vents and the mansion smelled like waffles for a whole week, Toby had constant headaches while throwing up and crying because he thought the mansion smelled so bad.
-Very quiet and always cooperative, so he’s like Slenderman’s favorite.
-bullies jeff for apparently being fat.
-literally doesn’t sleep
-Around most people he’s his canon self, that is very cold and quiet. Around his friends he’s more fanon Toby, annoying, immature, and has a weird sense of humor.
-encouraged Jeff to go full hillbilly mode and run over Offenderman with a truck.
-smells like cat pee and butter
-Always has an attitude and mad about something.
Bloody Painter
-Listened to all 5 of EJ’s soundtracks. Has the kazoo one on his Spotify playlist.
-Artistic
-Comes off as smart but says the dumbest thing every now and then.
-Scared of potatoes. He thinks they crawl around his room at night.
-Had the weird ice cream cut in middle school.
-Doesn’t wash his hands
Clockwork
-has a very stylish pixie cut.
-people often look at her clock eye to check the time.
-makes up things to be mad about
-has a Barbie doll that Sally gave her that was naked, bald, and didn’t have arms. She twisted its legs backwards and gave it prosthetic tampon arms so that it could sit on her nightstand on all fours. His name is Hector.
-shat on Slenderman’s computer
-besties with Toby. They were actually a couple once but then Clockwork found out she was lesbian and they broke it off. Now they’re best friends and both assholes and say the meanest things to each other as jokes.
-Has freckles all over her face. Like literally everywhere.
-Has vine humor
Nina The Killer
-absolute scene queen
-Jazmin Bean listener
-Has more anger issues than Jeff
-Didn’t kill her family. It was her bullies who killed her family.
-Toby hit her with a shoe and then chased her around the mansion to hit her with the shoe more.
-“I’m not like other girls” mindset.
-actually very sweet when she’s not mad
-dyes the streak in her hair a different color every month
(Part 2?)
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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!!!!
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meatmasks · 5 months
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Can you PLS write yandere headcanons for the proxies? Or like, them being obsessed with reader? How would that go?
🥩-HAHA. you have opened a very intense can of worms. And for the sake of this account being a mostly SFW account, I won't put my NSFW head canons. but, I'll most definitely give you everything else!
(Keep in mind these are head canons and scenarios, not exactly canon accurate. )
•Jeff
Heavy stalking, will go out of his way to eliminate everyone you hold dear in your life. No remorse; no regret. He most likely has your name carved into his eugh,flakey ass skin. A daily reminder of one of his forcefully attainable goals.
He sees you more as an object that's his, less of a person. And I'm sure if you, the "object" in question objects to his murderous gestures, it won't go well. LMAO.
•Ticci Toby
Toby is the obbsessed individual that will squirm his way into your life like an unforgettable worm. Hes also heavily manipulative and slick, so hell play pretend for awhile with you. At first he may come off as awkward, sweet and endearing. But that quickly shifts as the span of time elongates. At first it's simple gestures and words, like "I just want you to spend more time with me. " and "you shouldn't spend that much time with them, I'm your boyfriend/friend." (Reffering to your other friends, maybe family or coworkers.) Becoming uncomfterabley clingy, touchy.
He slowly isolates you until youve had enough, but when you snapped like a rubber band he seems to be the scissors that cuts the rubber in pieces, mind breaking you. I also think if you've tried to escape numerous times, those hatchets would lovingly come into play to mark your never ending hell and the end of your standing and walking.
•Ben Drowned
Crazy cyber stalker, definition of that one scenemo audio of "I have your IP, your home address too, your government files say a lot about you. "
He steals all your information and eats it up like a 3 course meal. Then he uses the information against you like blackmail, and some how plans it in a way till he gets his grubby hands on you.
•Laughing Jack
If this entity / man is obbsessed with you, say goodbye to everything including yourself. He will play with you like a doll, then he will use you like a decorative coffee table and fill your empty bowel cavity with candy. Essentially your most likely a nice piece of furniture in the end. LMAO that's all I could imagine when I thought about LJ in this scenario. But hey, at least your his favorite bowl 💀
•Eyeless Jack
I imagine the guy finds you hurt, maybe stranded idk. Maybe your sick, maybe you got hit by a car? Anyways, he finds you unconscious. And while fixing you up he steals your kidney, and it escalates from there. LMAO?? Hot doctor makes a meal of your kidneys then isolates you because your good company.
🥩- enjoy some of these thoughts LMAO though lazily written
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janetm74fics · 10 months
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Déjà Vu c4: All Back Together Again
And a reminder that this is based on the excellent Holiday From Hell by @loopstagirl, which you can read here.
Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | AO3
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Ten minutes later, as expected, the screen stopped showing cartoons and switched to the room.
The camera was trained on Scott.
Scott had sat quietly, watching as the man – he assumed it was him – had set up the camera, carefully out of range of Scott’s feet. But as it became clear what was about to happen he knew that he had to try and act.
He may not have seen the videos of Virgil and Oscar, but he’d seen what they had driven his Dad to do. Scott couldn’t let him do that to his Dad again. He kept his eyes on his captor and the camera, all the while Scott was surreptitiously trying the cuffs to see if he could pick his way out of them. On this one occasion he thanked the fact that he’d not trimmed his hair, it was doing a good job of hiding what he was doing since his hands were practically buried in it.
At last the video was set up. Beside the tripod a small folding table had been placed, and on the table was a laptop. This wasn’t new. Scott had read everything he could get his hands on – thank you John and his brother’s insatiable need to know everything – and he knew that Virgil had been able to see their father, after his nightmares Virgil had explained that seeing Dad had given him strength to hold on despite his injury and everything.
So that was how it was going to be.
With renewed determination Scott felt around the locking mechanism of the cuffs, dismayed when he realised that there was only one way to get free. This was going to hurt, but baseball had given him one unique trait his brothers didn’t have thanks to catching high speed balls.
Scott could easily dislocate his thumbs.
He’d need to wait until there was talking so that the man’s attention was divided. In some way the man’s silence while he worked had been both unnerving and a relief. But then there was no more time.
The screen flared into life, showing his Dad and Gordon. He knew that Virgil and Alan would be there also, hidden from sight. No way they would want Virgil to actually be seen but equally he would not be too far, wanting to know Scott was alright.
Jeff smiled tightly at the image in front of him, biting the inside of his cheek to stop him exploding in rage.
Scott was in exactly the same position as the picture taken 24 hours earlier. He could see his eldest was trying to smile at them through the gag, his eyes crinkling softly.
‘Well, isn’t this nice! All back together again.’ ‘What do you want?’ ‘Want? I want what’s mine!’ ‘Yours?’ ‘I gave up years of my life because of you. Because of you and your brats. Now it’s your turn pay.’
He couldn’t see the man behind the mask, but Jeff didn’t need to see his face to know the man was losing control, his voice was full of fury. He watched as the man struggled to maintain control.
With his captor’s back to him Scott took the opportunity while it was there, biting his lip against the pain. He looked into Gordon’s eyes and saw the moment of recognition – and a little bit of fear. Scott wished that he could give some way to reassure his family, bit either way, he needed to act.
As the man got himself under control and stood up Scott took his chance, slipping his arms down. They ached fiercely with being in one position for so long, but Scott could deal with that later.
He wasn’t sure what gave it away. Was it something in the faces of his father and Gordon? Had he made some noise he’d been unaware of when he moved? Had his captor just seen a reflection of what was going on in the laptop screen?
Whatever the reason, the element of surprise Scott had hoped for was lost in an instant.
As he lunged forward the man swayed just enough for the blow Scott had planned to miss completely. This unfortunately unbalanced Scott enough that he left his side open and received a vicious punch to his kidney.
Barely registering the yells of fury from his family, Scott found himself on the floor, holding his side and gasping in pain. His captor stood over him, and he didn’t need to see his face to know he was smirking.
A hand in his hair jerked his head up and he could just see his father, on his feet and leaning over the desk with Gordon’s hand on his shoulder. Worry was clear on their faces.
‘You’re not a child anymore, Scott.’
A fist to his face and Scott knew no more.
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