#masky is a dilf

[smutty-ki113r]

🛩Masky🛩||Toxic

NSFW||~ One shot x afab gn!reader, includes- vouyerism, pleasure dom masky, mirror play, teasing, edging, pilot masky, minors—dni (3.4k)

Inspired by: Britney Spears

(Fun fact I wrote this on the plane 😗)!

Working as a flight attendant was such a hassle, keeping you up at ungodly hours and having you deal with customers that complained about their seat. But it certainly had its perks, learning how to balance 4000 ft in the air and ending up in some incredible places, layovers in Hawaii, Dubai, Spain. Out of all these things you never would have imagined joining the mile high club…

You had an hour to get from terminal 1 to 3, your last flight was to Miami, so you were at MIA, looking around for a bathroom. Fixing up your hair quickly and adjusting your uniform before reaching the gate.

The other attendants were also waiting to the side, you were early. Of course you had to board the plane beforehand to check the seats and restock the drink cart.

There was only a few passengers waiting around too, you swayed against your luggage. Looking around to see the two pilots that would be driving the plane walking towards you, one of them you had flown with before, Brian Thomas.

The other one, particularly, caught your eye- probably because you had caught his first. Your heart skipped a beat and you gave him a friendly smile, then averted your gaze to avoid being awkward.

You had never seen him, he was probably new, laughing at something Brian said, but his sight was on you.

The corner of his lip was raised just slightly, he was practically undressing you with his eyes. You couldn’t even complain, he was hot as fuck, and he was flustering you. But his face remained innocent, nobody noticed but you.

He had this dark brown hair and defined features, he was classy, wearing his white uniform and a tie, you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander to how it fit him so perfectly. His build so defined- you stopped from staring at his pants.

If there’s one thing you loved it was a man in uniform.

Nobody had ever flirted with you on the job, and while no words were exchanged, you could feel his burning gaze.

You gulped and tried to look ahead, relieved when they called for all the attendants to board, it took the pressure off.

You took your post at the front of the plane and awaited for the passengers to board to then do the safety demonstrations and make sure everybody had their seatbelts on.

Soon enough zone 1 people started coming and you greeted them all, the door to the cockpit opened and you found yourself face to face with the pilot, glancing at his name embroidered in gold.

“Wright” you said softly, meeting his gorgeous eyes.

“yeah like the Wright brothers” he joked, looking you up and down and giving you a subtle smirk.

“That’s fitting” you told him. “Nice to meet you…”

“Tim” he finished, catching your name as well. “We’re about to take off, be a dear and get me some water will you?” He requested.

Nodding obediently and scurrying off to find him some water, he watched you go. Knocking on the door to the pit to alert them of your arrival and handing him the drink.

“Thank you gorgeous” he said, your face turning red at the compliment and instead moving to greet the other pilot, Brian nodded to you and you left.

Your thoughts remained on the beautiful man and you mindlessly did your rounds before the plane took off. Strapping in and listening to the men over the intercom.

“And we are ready for departure, flight 113 from MIA to JFK”

Smiling at yourself at the thought of your one day vacation in New York City. You wanted to go shopping and maybe visit the Statue of Liberty.

It was two hours into the grueling flight, your ears had already popped from the altitude, you never did get used to that.

You sat at the back, passing around the cart once and letting your other fellow flight attendants do the rounds for trash and such. You were all alone, looking out the window, your head in the clouds, and being almost startled as you saw the handsome man approach.

“I thought you were driving this thing” you whisper-hissed.

“Brian’s doing it, I’ve been at the wheel for almost three hours” he said, stressed. Flexing his arms out and stretching, leaning against a wall.

You couldn’t help but stare at his hands, his thick fingers, how you wished he could fill you up and make you pant out his name and-

Shaking yourself out of your thoughts and getting up, “you can have my seat if you want” he was probably exhausted.

“Sit back down” he said, his tone low. You did as he said; a tingle in between your legs at how commanding he was.

“I just came here to get a- snack” he said slowly, smiling as if he wasn’t looking at up and down you when he said that.

“I can make you something if you like” you offered, his tense posture relaxed.

“You’re a godsend, yeah, I’ll take a black coffee” you nodded attentively and got up to make his drink. Focusing on making sure it didn’t spill and stirring it for him.

Turning to him and handing him the drink, he took a sip and set it down on the counter. “Thank you beautiful”

You shook your head, it was nothing, “yeah of course” you laughed nervously, “whatever you need” you told him in a passing tone.

His gaze pierced through you, “whatever I need?” He said, his voice teasing, dripping with desire.

Right then you knew you had made a grave mistake, gulping and looking away. He approached you, his lips so close to your ear, tucking hair behind your ear and letting his fingers brush upon your neck.

God damn turbulence betrayed you, swaying the plane and making you lose your footing and slide right into him. His hand at your waist to keep you upright.

“Now that you mention it” he whispered in your ear. “There was something else…and I’m still hungry” his gentle touches were making you weak at the knees.

You glanced behind him but nobody was watching, you were afraid of what would happen if you were caught, he seemed to notice.

“I’ll be careful” he promised, his head an inch away from being buried in the crook of your neck, and he smelled so good, like this expensive manly cologne.

“We’ll be quick” his words so soothing and convincing you. There was already a feverish throbbing at your clit that you severely needed to attend to. A wave of desperate heat at your lower abdomen that you craved for him to satisfy.

You couldn’t resist this man, he had a mesmerizing effect on you. So you focused on his lustful gaze as he walked you back into one of the bathrooms, locking the door behind him and wasting no time in leaning down to kiss you.

Tim sealed the small space separating the two of you, a knee already in between your legs because of how compact the space was. You let out a few pants at the way he rubbed you, unable to stop yourself even though there might have been people just outside that door.

His kisses passionate and needy, like he had been craving you ever since the moment he laid eyes on you. And everything he did was intoxicating, you were so receptive to him, slick already gathering in your panties as he met your lips in an open kiss and bit down on your lip, nibbling and teasing you,

There was barely any space in that bathroom, moving around and escaping him would be difficult, it almost didn’t give you a choice, but Tim felt so good, you couldnt help but whisper his name in need.

“Oh fuck” he cursed, “your kisses are so delicious” he reached a hand down to your stomach, trailing it down your torso to your most intimate area, replacing his knee and pressuring your cunt gently through your skirt, “I wanna know if the rest of you tastes just as good”

Your breath hitched when he hoisted you on the small counter, your pussy embarrassingly wet at every one of his touches. He spread your knees open and bent down to get to work.

“So this is what you meant by hungry” you said in the middle of the heated moment.

His eyes met yours and you gulped at the mischievous glint swirling his pupils. Feeling a throb at the view of the captain on his knees. “Exactly” He chuckled lowly and pressed his lips to your thighs impatiently, sinking his teeth into your soft skin and leaving marks nobody would know about but him.

You whined, having to bite your lip to stop yourself from letting any lewd noises escape. “Oh god” you whispered, when he finally got to your pussy. It was too much tension, his hot breath lingering where his teeth marks lay, and now- right on your clit.

He hooked his fingers to your panties and brought them down, amused at the wet spot on them. Now there was nothing else below that short skirt. Your body involuntarily bucked forward, and his big hands held you in place. “Impatient are we?”

But he was just as rushed as you, it was supposed to be a quickie in the bathroom not lovemaking. If you wanted to do that later he would gladly lay you down in a proper bed and do so, but for now all he was focused on was your pussy glistening with your juices that he so desired.

Bringing his lips to you and lapping a stripe up your slit before opening you up and tasting you in full. Groaning at the sensation of your sex clenching around his tongue while he fucked you with it.

His fingers digging into your skin to bring you closer to his face and encourage you to ride as wildly as you pleased. You weren’t one to resist, your knuckles white as you held onto a handle on the wall and the roof above you. Praying that the passengers on the plane thought the rough movement was from turbulence and nothing more.

Tim ate like a starved man, in a way you had never felt before. There was no stopping him either, he wouldn’t cease his tongue fuck until he was satisfied, and nothing would please him more than you gushing over him enough to let him know you were ready for something much larger.

Besides, he couldn’t get his eyes off you, he was particularly enjoying making you squirm at the brink of your first release. He liked teasing you this much, it showed him that he held all the power, and you were wrapped around his finger. Technically you were, when he slipped one in and curled it in your soft spot.

His lips sucked at your bundle of nerves hard enough to make you spasm and clench your legs around his head, everything was going according to his plan. “Yeah? Does that feel good?” He asked, taking a breath and dipping another digit inside your dripping pussy.

You struggled to keep your voice bellow a whisper, but he didn’t seem to care about a possible audience. All he was focused on was pulling more of those pretty cries from your swollen lips. “Yes-yes” you repeated.

Your brows furrowing at the pleasure he was providing you with, and Tim himself was getting off at just the taste of you. His cock twitching in his uniform pants, he was painfully hard so he had to take himself out and stroke when you creamed on his tongue.

“You taste so sweet honey” he praised, “I love it when you struggle to speak because I’m making you cum with just my tongue” he smirked. The flat of his tongue once again swirling your swollen clit enough to make you let out a mutter of incoherent nonsense.

Too drunk off the bliss you couldn’t argue back, you didn’t want to. It was like you were in heaven, preforming acts that were so sinful they would have led you to hell.

“T-Tim” you gasped, “I’m close” you warned him, “gonna cum”

Once again he started eating you like you were his las meal on earth, your eyes rolled back in delight. But he wasn’t going to let you get off that easily, you should have known. “Not until you ask for permission”

He pulled his touch away slightly, enough to keep you just at the edge of your orgasm for a bit longer.

“Please” you cried, tears in your eyes. “Can I please cum, captain?”

The man saw the look on your face but just cooed, “you haven’t said my name” he reminded you.

“Captain wright” you babbled “captain wright”, again and again because once you spoke the magic words he just kept going faster. Pumping his thick fingers in and out of your sopping hole hard enough to make you come undone. Crying out for him and gripping onto the edge of the counter to restrain yourself.

“That’s right, just like that” he coaxed, helping you ride down from your climax so perfectly, You were thankful that he was there to hold you steady. Lapping at your release before standing up again and pressing his bare cock to your entrance.

“Gonna need you to beg for this one too” he said, to fuel his ego and also for consent reasons. His lips to your neck now. You had barely managed to come down from such ecstasy before registering what he was asking.

But you were far too gone, your cunt still clenching for him. There was nothing you wanted to do more than to satisfy him like he did you. Nodding and letting a few “please’s” to let him know you craved it too.

“Mhm that’s what I thought”, you could hear the cockiness in his voice, looking down to see if he had the package to back it up but your jaw hug open once you felt it. Prodding at you and letting his precum mix in with your slick.

“‘S not gonna fit” you said in a hiccup, eyes wide and narrowed at his heavy cock that pressed against your slit as you dripped on him. “It’s too big” you squeaked.

“Oh it’ll fit” he panted, mimicking the motions of sex but just grinding himself raw on you. “I’ll make it fit” he hissed. Finally rolling his hips into you in one swift movement. “Fuck” he cursed under his breath, it was quite a tight fit, enough to make him pause because he didn’t want to cum instantly.

A stray groan fell from your mouth but he caught it with his own, meeting you in a heated embrace. His hands on either side of you, pressing prints onto the mirror behind you. He pulled out and thrusted back in, working a good pace. You slowly acclimated to his thick girth with every stroke in your pussy.

Even with the stretch it felt so delicious, your hands clutching his once ironed uniform into wrinkled bunches. There was barely any space in that god forsaken bathroom, but it just gave him the excuse to stay closer to you. That and he just had to give smaller, quicker thrusts.

His big cock splitting you open time and time again, his tip reaching your cervix, thudding against your g spot in a way that made you squeeze him like a vice.

A hand keeping your knee open while he fucked you, practically pounding you. Making you lose your breath and your head go fuzzy. “You’re so tight” he hissed, “practically milking me”

He was panting, pulling out momentarily to turn you around and fuck you doggystyle. Except now, you could see your reflection and his own. The whole image of the captain pounding your pussy till it turned red on full display for you. A grin making its way to his lips, he liked seeing you struggle to fit him fully.

But the look on your face and the way you gripped around him told him that you wanted it, that and those obscene noises you were making every time he hilted. “Thats a good, pretty baby” he rasped, “servicing all your captains’ needs”

You looked at his eyes in the mirror, a pout on your lips from how he was acting. A hand making it’s way to your chin to redirect your gaze to your own body. “Watch yourself” he whispered, his breath hot on your ear.

“Look at yourself while you take all of me” he panted, and you felt yourself melt at the obscenity of his words. “I want you to see how good I’m fucking you”

Doing as he said and feeling his balls clap against your ass, it was almost more unholy to watch your expression and the way he made your body bounce back and forth on his cock.

“Do you see it?” He asked, “that fucked out look on your face from how deep my cock is right now”, a gentle touch at your lower abdomen to press where he was bulging. “Here, all the way inside that slutty little hole of yours” he teased.

It was all too lewd, you felt yourself sizzling with desire, about to burst again if he kept whispering those sweet words in your ear.

“You look so hot when I’m inside of you” he praised. “Mhm with me stretching you out, you’re so hungry for it” he growled. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes sir”, You were struggling to piece together your words, the ones you could were just ‘more- more more more”, so thats exactly what you said.

“Please” you cried “please sir, more”,

Your noises getting a bit too out of control, he had to discipline you. A hand moving to your lips to hold your mouth as he told you to be quiet, but that almost made it worse. Now the sound of the lewd squelch and clapping of balls was the only thing that could be heard along with your muffled groans and pants.

“Shh that’s right” he said, softly. “Just keep taking it, just let me take care of you” you nodded at the finger at your lips telling you to be silent. “stay and let me fuck that pretty pussy just a bit longer.”

You bit your tongue and did as he instructed, trying to hold on but the throbbing at your cunt was aching. “Please captain, let me cum” you whispered.

Meeting his eyes through the mirror and he seemed to relent, it’s not like he would hold on much longer either. You were squeezing him too tight, and he couldn’t pull out too much, there wasn’t any space in that damn little cabin.

His hand gripped the rails to steady himself, the other at your ass to take a handful of. “You’ve been good, go ahead, you can cum” he whispered in your ear.

It felt like such a relief, shivers going down your spine and directly to your pussy. “I’m cumming-“ you warned, fluttering around him as you found your release.

“That’s a good baby just let yourself go” he said in a raspy tone, his fingers digging so deep into your ass there would definitely be marks. “Let your captain take care of you”

Your legs were weak, trembling as he hilted and spilled deep inside of your hole, groaning into your shoulder as he filled you up.

His cock twitching as you squeezed him until his balls were empty. Eventually he pulled out, his release dripping out from your hole and down your legs.

His big hands helped you pull up your panties once again, it wasn’t much help concealing the act, your hair was all disheveled and your cheeks rosy.

His release still inside of you a lewd reminder of what had just transpired on the planes bathroom.

“You did so good for me” he praised, making sure you were good before sending you off.

He put your skirt in place, “welcome to the mile high club” he whispered with a chuckle, “have a safe flight now”

#creepypasta #ben drowned #creepypasta smut #slenderman #lemonaid #jeff the killer smut #ben drowned x y/n #ben drowned headcanon #eyeless jack x you #masky fanfiction #masky x hoodie #creepypasta masky #masky mh #masky creepypasta #marble hornets masky #masky marble hornets #tim masky #dilf masky #smut masky #masky smut #marble hornets #marble hornets smut #cp smut #slenderman x reader #smut #creepypasta x reader #masky x you #masky headcanons #masky x y/n #masky x reader

[carlarosenakilah]

Stop drawing Masky skinny 😭

#Bro #He has a DAD BOD #That ain't a twink bro take one look at his actor and tell me that is not a DILF #And the CHEESECAKE?? #I heard the Cheesecake thing was to fatshame the actor please stop this. #Love your body mfs #marble hornets masky #marble hornets #mh masky #mh tim wright #mh tim

[lildude200]

I got bored during a discord call so here's masky in a I ♥️ dilf shirt

#marble hornets tim #marble hornets #mh tim #masky #mh masky #creepypasta

[thehorrorsoftheblackbunnymask]

on the subject of the "uwufying" the MH and Creepypasta characters, I vividly remember all of those quizzes and wattpad stories about the Slendermansion. And Masky had, get this, blue eyes and Hoodie has dark brown hair?!?!?

I even remember reading a story where Hoodie has black hair and green eyes 😭 (He and Toby were also necrophiliacs in that story and Masky was a pedophile in that story🤢🤮)

and then I saw MH clips and I was like: "ain't no way these are the same people"

So that's sort of why it's hard for me to read your creepypasta highschool au, because all I imagine is Masky and Hoodie's 30 year dilf dad bods strolling up to class XD

Imagine a class full of teenagers being kids, and then two grown ass dudes, beard and everything, sitting in those tiny ass chairs 💀

Also?? Toby in the OG story was actually really level-headed, despite everything he was willing to forgive his father and start again, it was his piece of crap dad that drove him to the edge.

So when people write him as a "wild card" and brainless and desperate, and "uwu im just so misunderstood 🥺" I'm just sort of standing there like "did you even read the story?"

Sorry for ranting but these are my own two cents ^^

I'm reading this as I'm walking home so the answer might not be long.

Ain't no way people made thjd man have blue eyes. Like, the thing is and the scary thinh is, Brian and Tim look like normal ass people. Like they the kind of people you see chilling on the streets, there's not really anything eye catching about them besides Brian's blonde brownish hair. Bro, when I read that pedo part I full on stopped walking and stared at my phone. Like wtf.

The creepypasta and the Marble hornets fandoms are pretty weird fandoms when it comes to how accurate the stories are.

When it comes to the high school AU, I picture like those two as like, not adults but like more like actual teens. (I'm pretty sure that like Brian/Hoodie is pretty skinny but I digress) I feel like in the high school AU j made them all way more unhinged then when they were adults, I feel like they calmed down just a tad. I will say tho, they look like actual teenagers, not like how they canonically like.

I never knew people saw Toby as a brainless and desperate person ngl.

Edit: WAIT WAIT WAIT. College au....

[clover-exe2009]

Creepypasta fluffy headcanons 

Masky(Tim):

So Tim We all know he’s a Dilf right so that must be one hell of a bear hug 

Make cheesecake cake for him he’s going to marry you on the spot

Masky acts like he hates you but he doesn’t he just refuses to believe that he’s in love he think I would “damage his pride” New York men am I right 🤨

Hoodie(Brian):

Another dilf I headcanon he has a kid just thing he would play the perfect role of a protective father 

He also wears glasses just because why not I’m mean it’s canon to me

His Italian why just because I feel like it he likes calling you toots, babydoll.

Ticky Toby( pretty sure I butchered his name): 

He likes cats in fact he has a Maine coon(stretchy boys they are) his hair is really fluffy, chin scruffs cause why not

Mans is like in his 20s😒, he use to do gymnastics and Dance( yes he is Goated with the sauce)

He a British boy for SURE

Ej (eyeless jack):

You never have to go outside at night alone ever mans is like a Guard dog from hell 

He has a strong sense of smell 

Tall man he like 6 foot 6 

He got Irish accent🙃

Jeff the killer :

He has a undercut also tall like 6 foot at least he gives you cute little nicknames like sugar,doll,angle,princess,mamas

He from the suburban

Ben drowned : 

Short little fuck he like to flirt a lot he also a teases give you nicknames as well like baby, boss women, mommy,mamas,

He has a Wall dedicated to pictures of you and him

He got a country Accent

#creeppasta #masky x you #hoodie x you #ticci toby x y/n #eyeless jack x y/n #jeff the killer x y/n #ben drowned x you #fluffy

[cyberp-1-nk]

Okay! Got your request, it will be done soon! I'm gonna use my time machine au idea though.....

So Addict is just kinda stunned that she is meeting future DILF Varrick who she is married to and has kids with.....and lets just say he's there to stop something bad from happening to her so she is okay in the future. But she is just so in awe and flustered at this manly, man before her. Like she notices things about the older Varrick.....like was Varrick always so tall? Has he been working out more in the future....and oh...he doesn't look to bad with a little bit of stubble on his face...

But she also notices his new behavior, hes definitely more chill and is much more of a sweetheart. So he notices shes kinda freaking out, so he offers to go to the bar with her. When they go some guy walks up to Addict and starts being pushy/flirty and Varrick physically obliterates the guy....not in a jealous way like the younger Varrick, but more like a "I must protect" way.

It can end however you'd like! Also if you have any questions feel free to ask, although...I may be a little late with responses but I'll try my best! Tysm and take your time with this!

[ Falling in love with you, all over again. - Simp Party ]

SYNOPSIS; Addict meets future Varrick, and he takes her on a small trip.

CONTENT WARNINGS; Suggestive themes towards the end,

NOTE; Okay so I changed it up a bit, and I really hope you like the little changes I made. Honestly...this was just really fun to write, and the dynamic between dilf Varrick and Addict is just amazing.

CHARACTER COUNT; 11,579

Freedom.

 

That was the only word that conjured in Addict's mind as both she and Varrick sped down the highway on his motorcycle. She was free, here, on the back of this bike. It felt so good. It felt so right. She couldn’t imagine herself anywhere in that moment. Despite being through this many times, this time was a…little different.

 

It was all because of Varrick she was here, on her way to bar. He was the reason why her heart was beating strong. Without him, she would be six feet under rotting away slowly like a flower wasting away in a vase. Addict couldn’t express how grateful she was for meeting such a man like him. A man like him, who was broken and pieced back together by crappy glue. This Varrick she was with, was so much different than the one she knew. He was strong, sweet, and honestly just generally caring, she had been confused of the situation at hand, but honestly she couldn't care less right now. His kind and gentle words had completely persuaded her that he was from the future, and the way he so tenderly cared for her over the smallest things the moment he got there. 

The Varrick she knew would be fighting with Masky over her, but this older Varrick was so much more mature, and completely ignored Masky, as he gently took her hand and guided her to his motorcycle. She had been so confused, and quite honestly blushed at his actions, even if he needed help.

 

She was willing to help him with that. She was willing to help him with anything the moment she met him. Every time she came face to face with him, the pit of her stomach would burn with nervousness and flutter with uncertainty. Addict became more mentally ill around Varrick, in a good way, and there was no stopping her anymore. He was the one. He was absolutely the one.

 

Addict's arms tightened around Varrick's waist and she leaned forward, staring at the mass amount of scenery passing by them in their wake. Her chocolate brown locks were tied up on the back of her head and she felt the gentle tug of her ponytail whipping behind her. Her brown eyes glazed over all they could behind the dim lenses of her Ray Bans. They were almost to the bar and a new kind of flora and fauna met them along the way.

 

Addict had never seen so many pine trees before it felt so foreign. There were masses of them once they entered the lower part of the country and the forestry all around them was super thick. Addict was so used to seeing farm fields and livestock all over the place. But here, in the thickets of the flora, that’s all there were: plants. Blue skies shined above them with the sun bearing down on their tan skin, only a few clouds crawling about here and there. Cars and other motorcycles would pass them by, and sometimes Varrick would be doing the passing. But every time they passed a motorcycle, it was biker etiquette 101 to wave at each other and acknowledge their presence.

 

Addict learned that the atmosphere along the highways up north were a bit chillier than the humid, hot weather where she had lived. Sooner or later, she found herself wearing Varrick's coat when he offered it to her at a quick stop for gas. Him being a man and all, he didn’t need a jacket. All he needed was his sleeveless shirt and his angel winged biker vest. God…she marveled at those muscles, her eyes were practically glued to them at this point..

 

Finally they had arrived and it wouldn’t be too much longer before they rolled into the tiny town. After stopping off one last time for gas, and grabbing a few snacks, they were back on the open road in no time. This Varrick didn't wanna take her to some roughened demon-bar in the under-realm, instead, he wanted to treat his sweet little wife. (His words, not mine.)

 

Addict had to admit she was tired, but she could care less. It was completely worth sitting on her ass for hours on end. The exuberance Shovelhead, the liberty of the scenery, and being in the company of future Varrick all felt like a dream to her. But it wasn’t a dream. 

Addict looked back at Varrick's frame in front of her, his short brown hair flicking to and fro. The wind rolled off his body and swept its blunt force against his chest and face. The motorcycle's reverberations traveled through his contracting muscles and managed to pound against them like a hammer. His thick, tan skin contorted around the trimness of his muscular physique, Addict wanting to desperately rub her hand over them. Had he always been this tall…? But being the lady she was, she kept to herself. But she knew all too well she couldn’t keep to herself for much longer. She had to do something about her desires whether it required his help or not.

 

Just the thought of it made her heart vibrate with excitement. Just as she thought of this, they had finally arrived.

“I can’t believe we’re actually here.” Addict smiled and looked down the street to where all the people were congested.

 

“We didn’t drive all the way up here for nothin’, sweetheart. My doll only deserves the best after all,” Varrick craned his neck and Addict nodded, as blush coated her cheeks. His accent, it slightly resembled Vince's southern tongue. Since when did Varrick have a southern accent?

 

"What's wrong with demon bars?" Addict asked quietly. It's not that she didn't wanna be here, she had frankly been excited to be somewhere that wasn't completely chaotic. Addict hadn't been in the actual human world for years, except for missions. No, she was jist genuinely curious as to why he didn't like them. She stared up at his handsome frame, as his eyes trailed off in thought slightly.

"Never been a fan of em, I guess," Varrick shrugged. Varrick smiled to himself when he saw the look on Addict’s face when they walked down the strip. Addict walked up to bikes and examined every detail from their paint jobs to the engines they harbored in their frames. Her eyes then locked with the mass amount of crowds, and people, realizing just how much she missed her true home.

But the people were now the ones that caught her eye. She stared at their happy faces and felt their friendly auras as she passed each of them by. Most of the adults that passed held beers in their hands, purchased by the many bars that were up and across the sidewalks. It was just as packed in the day than she saw the night before, and the numbers were still climbing. A small kid ran up to her, and flashed a big smile at her as the kid waved at her. Addict's warmed at this, and she couldn't help but give the child a little wave back.

"Y'know, in the future, we have our own little squirts running around," Varrick pulled her by the waist slightly, "And they're just as beautiful, and as talented as their mom." Addict swore she was about to collapse at his words, to say she was weak in the knees would be a massive understatement. To make it worse, that charming and goofy smile never left his face. He gently took her hand, and sat her down at an outside bar, "Alright, I'll be right back sweetheart." He smiled.

— … —

Addict saw a different side to Varricj that she had never seen. He was a bit apprehensive with things, especially when it came to things relating to her, and he was oddly easy going. Varrick even seemed a bit shy here and there, and sometimes careful with his surroundings, he hadn't even been as cocky as the current Varrick.

 

In her thoughts, Addict completely neglected her immediate surroundings. She let out a yelp and down she went. Her body toppled over a random motorcycle and she managed to catch herself on the concrete before hitting it hard. The asphalt scraped against the palms of her hands and a few pebbles dug into her skin. Addict hissed and groaned as she pushed herself off the ground, feeling her hands throbbing with burning intensity.

 

“Hey ya’ll!? That’s my motorcycle you almost just kicked over!” A rough voice shouted and Addict looked up to see a very tall man standing over her. A jagged scowl peered out from the thick black whiskers of a beard and mustache. Deep brown eyes glared down at her, making her gulp with a bit of fear.

 

“Get your ass up, girl!” His big hand yanked Addict up by the arm,

 

“Let me go!” Addict barked and she jerked herself out of her grasp. She could hear a growl come from his throat,

 

“You done knocked the mirror off my hog, bitch!”

 

“It was an accident!” Addict replied and looked over her shoulder to see a small mirror sitting on the concrete, “Nothing you can’t replace anyhow!”

 

“Listen here you little-!”

 

“You wanna lose that hand, buddy?” Addict looked over to see Varrick at her side, his jaw tight and eyes glowering. The man’s eyes narrowed and he abruptly moved his hand,

 

“Your bitch broke the mirror off my bike!” He pointed, but Varrick didn’t bother to acknowledge the broken reflector. The angry biker’s eyes shifted to Addict again, “Tell her to get on her pretty knees and fix it like the good little woman she is.”

 

“Why don’t you get your own fat ass on your knees and fix it yourself?” Varrick asked, “She ain’t gonna do nothin’ to that piece of shit you call a motorcycle.”

 

“What’d you say, boy?” The biker growled as he took a step towards Varrick, “Does eatin’ a mouth full of concrete sound good to you right now?”

 

“Let’s just take a step back here.” Addict tugged at Varrick, as he protectively wrapped an arm around her waist, managing to get him to take a couple steps back, “Sir, I’m sorry about your mirror, but I don’t see what the big deal is. Those mirrors are really cheap, and you even have two more on there, so it shouldn’t be that big of a problem.”

 

“You’re missing the point, little lady.” He replied and Addict continued to stand her ground,

 

“I don’t believe I am. You’re just acting like a little bitch about this entire situation. Accidents happen, so just get over it.”

 

The biker seemed to be a bit speechless to be told off by such a smaller woman. Upon hearing no reply, Addict grabbed at Varrick arm and pulled him along with her. His looked a bit dumbfounded himself and looked back at the rather large biker man, seeing that he was now turning in the opposite direction. Varrick smiled, tilting his head and looked at her, “My, my, when’d you grow a pair of balls?”

 

“I’ve always had them,” Addict looked back at him with a small, amused smile, “You just never give me a chance to stand up for myself.”

 

“Damn...” Varrick mumbled to himself. But then again, no matter how different they were from each other, Addict was still Addict. He noticed her gaze had been lingering on him for a bit, and an overly obvious blush coating her cheeks. Before she knew it, he pulled her behind one of the stands, and smirked.

Her future husband gave her shit-eating grin. “Did you see something ya liked?”

Addict snorted and flipped back around to focus on her surroundings. He laughed loudly from behind her and wrapped his arms around her body. He started to kiss in the back of her neck and shoulders. She squirmed a little bit but quietly picked at the ground with with her eyes. His hands slid under her shirt and rubbed against the softness of her skin.

“Varrick, we’re in public. Anybody could come in here.” She mumbled, 

“Isn’t that the excitin’ part?” He whispered in her ear, tongue sliding up the ridge of her ear. A small noise slipped out and he was on her like a dog with scraps. He ground against the roundness of her ass as the hand came around to the back of her neck to hold her into place. "Just kiddin' sweetheart, I'll save that part for later. No need to get so worked up now," He smirked, pressing a chaste kiss against her neck before pulling away. "Damn, I feel like I'm falling in love with you…all over again."

#dilf Varrick #dilf varrick hour #simp party #simp party my beloved #addict and varrick hours #addict my beloved #THEYRE SO CUTE HELP #I really like this version of Varrick he treats Addict so well

[toothless-truck]

Hi! I hope all is well.

I was curious if you could do a matchup for Marble Hornets?

I’m female with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I’m a wee bit chunky with a few scars here and there (I’m also in a wheelchair, but idk if you need that info 😅)

I’m quiet around new people, but than become loud, caring, kind, and sarcastic once comfortable. I have anxiety and depression and have a reputation of sleeping for hours on end, as well as being a sensitive/emotional person (but only those close to me know that.) I can be hyper and childish, though I strive to appear more mature and calm. I like joking around, reading, sleeping, going on walks, listening to music, and watching tv.

If you aren’t taking matchups, obviously ignore this! But thank you in advance if you decide to answer this :)

Hiii im sorry i just saw this- i havent been active much..

but yea! ofc i can do a match up for you

TIM/MASKY!

okay so first off hes a very calm on the outside stressed and strained on the inside kinda man…

so i feel like ur childish personality type is a good balance for him!

[i imagine he needs a kinda ying yang relationship]

With his whole past, with the hospital and meds and the operator

^ he’d definitely be able to understand and have compassion for what you have, and are continuing to go through

[ as much as a manipulated killer can ofc]

He 100% adores the fact that you try to be all calm

When you guys first met, you kinda just existed around eachother since your both so quiet at first…

…until it got so awkward someone HAD to say something, from then on yall kinda just meshed 🤭

On days where your feeling particularly down i feel like he’d try to take you out to sight see! [listen he rlly just likes spending time together]

but if you felt like staying in bed would he easier he’d definitely be down to just watch movies with you !!

Since (in the most popular fannon AU type thing) he works for the operator, masky often has to leave for short periods of time for his orders

Longest time being 3 weeks,

he felt absolutely horrible for leaving for so long, so when he finally got back he would not leave ur side

no fr bro was attached at the hip most days

Speaking of hips and such-

Tims definitely a waist/thigh guy so he LOVEEESSS cuddling with you

Once after being gone for a small amount of time he just came home, dead of night and u were sleeping-

literally he just crawled into bed and dragged u to lay on him.

[ in his defense he “didnt” know you were sleeping ]

Tim definitely gives off total dilf vibes..

sorry its so short, but i went for a more fannon/headcannon tim bcs i wasnt sure if u wanted angst or not i went the safe route

but this is the first matchup ive done.. ever even on my old accs which we dont speak of so this is rather new to me

ALSO

i decided to leave of the wheelchair part, im sososoososo sorry i just didnt wanna write it wrong in anyway

#matchups #creepypasta #marble hornets fanfiction #tim marble hornets #mh masky #…writing skills r just a tad rusty #creepypasta content #creepypasta headcanon #marble hornets

[introverted-scribblings]

Waking up with their S/O

@insane-horror-movie-addict I promised you fluff, so here you go. Here's Masky, Jeff, and Toby waking up with their s/o!

Tim/Masky:

Waking up with Tim is the softest thing ever.

He usually wakes up before you, daylight makes it hard for him to sleep in.

But when he does wake, he rarely gets up right away. Especially not with you in his arms.

No matter how you two fall asleep, he always wakes to find you curled up against him in some way. And he wouldn’t change that for the world.

When he wakes up, he likes to watch you. Not in a creepy way! He’s just so enamored by you. And seeing the sunlight play on your features makes you look ethereal.

You’re his precious angel and he has no idea how he got so lucky to have you in his life.

He’ll lay with you until you wake up, and when you do he’ll whisper good morning in that sexy, low morning voice. It makes you melt every time.

Now sometimes, it’s not Tim that wakes, but Masky. And he doesn’t really have the time to lay in bed.

He can’t stop the guilt of leaving you alone in the morning, so he usually tries to make it up to you later ;)

However, unless he’s in a rush, he usually leaves you a little note on the bedside table wishing you a good morning. Sometimes he leaves one of his shirts folded there too so you can wear it and think of him. (You steal his clothes anyway so there’s really no stopping it)

On the rare days that you wake up before him though… You get the gift of seeing him truly relaxed. His breathing even and slow, no furrowed brow or stressed expression, just pure tranquility.

And you couldn’t ask for anything more~

Jeff:

You always wake up before Jeff.

He likes to sleep in as long as possible so he tries not to wake up super early. Which usually ends up with you getting up first.

You have to be careful though, it’s actually very easy to wake him up. And he’s usually a grouch about it whenever someone wakes him before he wants to get up.

So even if you wake up early, you tend to stay in bed for a little while until you absolutely have to get up.

Because as soon as you move, he’s awake.

He’ll grumble and look at you with a half-hearted glare. He doesn’t have the energy to pretend to hate you yet. Especially when you give him that sheepish smile and quiet “I’m sorry…”

He’ll sigh and shuffle under the blankets, opening his arms for you to join him.

You’d be a fool to pass up Soft Jeff Hours™, so you tend to curl up with him when he offers this.

His fingers will trace patterns along your back or run softly through your hair.

“Jussa few more minutes…” he’ll slur in a drowsy tone.

“A few more minutes” usually turns into a few hours, so if you have somewhere to be? Set an alarm.

You’re the only one who can wake him with little to no consequences. Count your lucky stars.

It’s because he loves you, and mornings with you are the best part of his day~

“Ticci” Toby:

Boy sleeps like a LOG.

You could hit him with a mallet and there’s no guarantee he’ll wake up.

Waking up before him is pretty easy, and you can even get out of and back into bed without any problems.

In fact, that’s a common occurrence with you two.

You’ll wake up, taking in his cute sleeping face, before getting out of bed to do whatever needs to be done in the morning.

If you’re fast enough, you can then crawl right back into bed and curl up in his arms for a little while longer before the day officially starts.

His favorite thing is when you get up before him and make breakfast. Because you bring it back to bed with you!

When you do this, you set the tray of food off to the side and crawl over him. You’ll begin pressing little kisses all across his face to coax him into consciousness.

You know he’s awake when he starts making exaggerated snoring noises. He just wants more kisses.

The two of you will cuddle together and eat whatever meal you prepared, talking about what the day will hold and what your plans are.

There are rarely mornings where you two are quiet, but the mornings are always soft.

And once you’ve finished your breakfast, if there’s still time, you two will just curl back under the blankets and hold each other.

He’ll gaze into your eyes with the most lovestruck smile on his face, telling you he loves you over and over and over again until you’re giggling.

“I’m not joking,” he says. “Stop laughing!” But it’s hard to stop as his fingers ghost over your sides, encouraging your fit of laughter.

You two are the sweetest~

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta imagines #headcanons #imagines #creepypasta masky #masky headcanon #cp masky #masky #dilf masky #masky x reader #tim wright #dilf tim #tim wright x reader #jeff the killer #creepypasta jeff the killer #jeff the killer x reader #jeffery woods #ticci toby #ticci toby headcanons #ticci toby x reader #toby creepypasta #toby rogers #fluff #fluff headcanons #x reader

[maskyartist]

Listen homie I know nothing about psychonauts but baby Raz is a gift and I would murder everyone in this room before letting anything happen to him

i know bestie aint he a gem?

#masky says #psychonauts #razputin aquato #augustus aquato #yall know i gotta throw augustus wherever i can #dilf hours ONLY #anyways can u tell idk how to draw babies? #im doin my best i swear #im so glad u appreciate baby raz bestie

[smutty-ki113r]

Listen.

Imagine Masky eating you out/giving you head

then he look up randomly to check how you are doing,

only to see that your head is thrown back, your back is arching and that your soul left your body

and instead of having any kind of mercy

he goes straight back into business

and devours you 10x harder than before

mf makes sure your soul never comes back hahAHAAH

he just wants to hear those pretty noises you make. Sure you get embarrassed but he gets off on that too. What he really wants is just to eat you out for hours, so good that you can hardly think after. Slick on his chin, a smug grin plastered on his face.

Plus you taste so good, he’s just gonna have so much fun lapping at your clit. Sucking and making sure it’s red and puffy. He won’t stop until you cream around his fingers and tounge.

//

Or (for amab) he likes leaning in close to your face and watching your expression while he fists your cock. Rolling around that calloused thumb on your head and gathering precum. Each delicate touch feels so good when he kisses your neck.

Taking his time while sucking at your shaft, swirling his tongue around your tip to hear you whimper. Absolutely loves to watch you come undone and make a mess on yourself.

#creepypasta hcs #creepypasta smut #masky #cp masky #masky marble hornets #masky x reader #masky headcanon #maskycreepypasta #mh masky #masky mh #tim masky #tim wright #masky is a dilf #♠️ #💭

[carlarosenakilah]

Blake dragged me back into the Creepypasta fandom.

In result, here's a redesigned oc. Information is as stated in picture. And she's shipped with Masky. No I did not do that out of geniune simping, its a funny story actually:

First of all I am active in a fandom if I ship an oc with a canon character and get a fixation over them (Though I was fixated enough by discussing with Courtney and Blake and how our OCs would interact with each of the gang, except for Blake, she's satisfied with Lulu). I thought about shipping Mollie with EJ, but Courtney got there first (🙄 yes you mf/j) so I spent an entire night with Courtney looking for a character to ship her with for absolutely no reason. Settled with traumatized queer dilf (I call him that because of the black lips 💀) in the end, so there you have it haha.

I will, and WILL spam random discussions about me and Courtney's ocs with Blake's ver of Lulu. Like silly lil stories and stuff, you cannot stop me.

Since this whole dialog will be posted on Instagram too, to the insta peeps, if you want more info come here to my tumblr (link in link tree). Dw I might be posting the posts in the stories.

So completely prepare yourselves to be blasted with Creepypasta shit.

#creepypasta #creepypasta oc #creepypasta original character #creepypasta masky #masky x oc #save me. #prepare for the cringe.

[whaleofatjme1920]

And when you start squirming, he punishes you by slapping your ass or getting real close to your ear and purring for you to behave yourself. -🥤

“Don’t act cute,” the dark eyed man whispers harshly into your ear as you stop moving against his hips on his lap. “You’re not gonna embarrass me in front of my friends.”

You gulp thickly, eyes flashing as you glance across from where you sit. Currently, Hoodie and Toby are engaged in some colorful conversation that’s only barely mediated by Kate. You stop staring when you realize Masky’s hands are warm and gripping your waist.

“Are you listening to me?” He questions harshly, teeth barely nipping the shell of your ear. He feels you melt into his lap.

“I-I am,” you quietly reply not wanting to give away what he’s doing to you.

Masky hums thoughtfully for a moment. “Good.” He loosens his grip every so slightly before subtly rolling you on his lap, his bulge hitting the back of your thighs as he does so. “Can you stay quiet and still for me?” He asks in a sickly sweet, yet condescending tone as one of his hands leaves your waist to grip at your thigh, kneading the soft, plush flesh to his desire.

Your breath hitches for a moment before you nod against him. “Of course,” you manage to wisp out, reveling in the feeling of his lips pressing to the corner of your mouth as reward.

#just chatting #dilf masky hours #Masky x reader #Masky #Tim Wright #tim wright x reader #Creepypasta Masky

[cute-sweet-corgo]

OMG WAIT BEFORE SLEEP

I did this one to remind my bestie to drink meds

#creepypasta #I SHOULD GO REMIND THEM RN #cp masky #tim masky #Hoodie cp #brian thomas #marble hornets #tim wright #Dilf time #Fern

[bvnnybrains]

Hello, friend!! I’m excited to do this exchange with you! Now if you take requests, I would love to be matched with Tim/Masky. If you do not take requests, I look forward to seeing who you pair me with!!

I usually go by the name Rose (though it’s not my birth name) and my pronouns are she/her. I might be bisexual(? still questioning) with a preference for females usually. There are a few guys though that I would be very happy with. I’m about 5’5” with a petite frame. I’ve been told I have an hourglass figure and I have long legs in proportion to the rest of me. I have naturally fluffy brown hair that I keep cut kinda short (I like to bleach and dye it occasionally) and dark brown eyes. My hair I would say is layered just above my shoulders. As for a style? It varies so much. Like I either look super punk and butch or I’m very soft and femanin. Overall, I categorize myself as having a more goth style. I definitely wear a lot of boots. From leather platform boots to cute heeled boots to hiking boots. I love them!

My zodiac signs are Aries (sun), Leo (moon), and Scorpio (rising). My personality type is INFP-T and I’m a Slytherin if that matters. People have described me as open-minded, kind, funny, and creative. But I’m also pretty stubborn (I will choose some weird ass hills to die on, too) and have been working on anger issues my whole life. I’ve been told I need to be careful as I have a tendency to open my heart too easily to others and that sometimes comes back to bite me hard… I’m pretty introverted but will absolutely stand up for my friends and can be “the mom friend” when no one else takes that role. Also, I either cry at everything way too easily or I don’t shed a single tear and look very apathetic like I don’t care in the slightest.

TW??? I guess???

I’ve been diagnosed with a few mental problems. Depression, ADHD, and bipolar are the big ones that really affect me. There’s a common misconception with bipolar disorder. It doesn’t really make you change moods on a dime, it’s more like a gradual swing from one state to another. (At least that’s how it is for me. It switches from manic focus and deep depression.) I have to take medication for these things every day which helps me manage them. I try not to let them hold me down.

A few random facts and likes: I’m Pegan but my entire family is Christian. They aren’t nasty about it, but sometimes I feel a little awkward. I’m very, very good at divination. When I do tarot readings for others, they are scarily accurate. I take pride in this.

I can play the violin (though I haven’t practiced in a while) and used to be in my school’s orchestra… before I dropped out of high school and skipped a few steps, going straight to college after a few years of anxiety.

I’m a cat person more than a dog person, but I like dogs if they’re well trained.

I use a lot of pet names for people (darling, love, honey, dear, etc.)

I grew up on a lot of old music and radio shows from the 40’s and 50’s. But my music taste is pretty expansive because of that, I don’t really have a good way to describe it :/

I enjoy cooking and I adore writing. I’m a fan of horror movies but don’t watch a lot of movies or tv otherwise. I’m a big comedy fan, whether it be standup or improv, I love to laugh. I like to sew and knit as well. My favorite season is Autumn because of the beautiful colors and the scent of rain (grew up in the pacific northwest so I love my rain). And I’m incredibly touch starved T^T

I hate spiders… not a big fan of bugs in general. Like if they exist away from me, that’s fine. But don’t touch me.

This is getting long, so I’ll end it here (you don’t need my life story lol). I look forward to what you come up with!!

Honey you were getting Tim whether you wanted him or not lmao you guys just mesh well soooo

Your match is…

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Tim Wright (shocker)

♡ Our darling boy over here will kill spiders for you. I’m pretty sure he’s also not fond of them but probably won’t admit it.

♡ Okay, not gonna lie, the divination thing definitely freaked him out a bit. Although, considering his past with eldritch beings, you can’t really blame him. It’s nothing malicious either— once he gets over his initial fear he actually thinks it really cool.

♡ When he found out you liked comedy he made it a point to take you to shows. He never liked big, celebrity shows so chances are good you guys go to underground bars a lot. Unless it’s someone you really like, he’s definitely going to avoid larger, more crowded shows with you.

♡ I feel like he never really has time to watch TV. When you guys curl up on the couch and binge reallygood/really shitty horror movies, he really enjoys it. It’s probably a huge stress relief for him.

♡ Tim’s never NOT going to get flustered at the nicknames you use. Even when you’re old and 90, he’s still going to be at least a little flustered. They just make his heart flutter. He started using a few for you too— his favorite are sunshine and doll!

♡ You two are both stubborn as all hell. This is great when you guys are on the same page; this is not so great when you two have differing opinion on which coffee creamer is the best. Or which shade of green that truck was. You guys get into silly arguments all the time. He also picks weird ass hills to die on. These arguments are normally for fun and to give eachother shit (playfully ofc). You might get into legimate arguments, but after some cool down time, you guys are typically willing to talk it out.

♡ Yknow, you like old music. And so does Tim. So your weird arguments are probably never going to be over what go listen to in the car. It might be which genre of rock is better or which decade of music is the most dance-able, but for the most part, you guys are on the same page. We all know Tim’s a 70s and 80s rock dad at heart.

♡ Hes not fond of your family. At all. He knows they’re your family so at first he’s definitely a lot more subtle about it. He just doesn’t understand why they’re so nasty sometimes.

♡ Your guy’s first pet together was named Gizmo and he was the ugliest and meanest cat in the whole world but he was YOUR ugliest and meanest cat in the whole world. He was probably old as shit too. When he died, ofc y’all were sad but since he was a cuntbag you guys laughed about the stuff he did anyway. He had the best last years of his life thanks to you guys.

♡ I feel like you guys would end up settling down and buying land somewhere. Like a small witch hut with a/c and fast wifi. Once you have the room, you both bring home stray cats pretty often. You guys are old, crazy cat people who bicker over which jelly flavor you want at the grocery store. And y’all wouldn’t have it any other way

#bvnnymatches #bvnnywrites #marble hornets #creepypasta matchups #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta #tim wright #masky #mh masky #marble hornets tim #dilf masky #y’all are so cute omg

[arkaine]

Hey my guy. Saw ur post ur in need of requests. So uhm. How about some dilf Masky or Ej head cannons? Im legit stuck on the dang idea of Masky being a dad to two boys while Ej is a dad to one boy. Sorry if its pretty specific but i just honestly see the father and son bond. Pls quench my thirst. ;w;

-Blu Anon 💙

HRNGNGNNGJ DILF MASKY?#$%#&a%?

*FROTHS AT THE MOUTH*

u got it, blu :D

MASKY

I feel like at the start he'd make it an excuse to add dad jokes to his vocabulary.

He'd get very worked up over the smallest mess, ie a spilled drink, but would probably forget about it within 10 minutes.

He'd take his boys anywhere he could.

I really like the idea of him taking them out to concerts n such when they're old enough :)

When they'd get sick he'd worry so much. He'd be very overprotective, and would take them to the doctor over anything, like a slight cough. He doesn't want to lose them, his world practically revolves around them.

He'd be the kind of dad that'd have a theme every halloween and they'd all dress up from the same source or they'd all match or smthn

Would be pretty stressed out most of the time (especially during the first few years) I mean, whining all day and night, he'd get no sleep. :(

^^^^ lots of coffee, yeah

EJ

I wouldn't doubt he found his son somewhere in the middle of nowhere and just claimed him as his.

His son would be climbing up ontop of him like a cat tower and he'd just let it happen

Would definitely teach him defense and how to hunt/kill at a very young age.

He might teach him a thing or two about how to remove vital organs from a human, and what to look for n all that as well.

for a (presumably) single dad I think he'd do pretty well with raising him by himself.

When he'd be old enough/ready he'd start taking him out on his hunts and teaching him how to do what he's taught him for real

Later on he'd start having him as a sidekick for his missions :D

#blu anon <3 #masky #masky headcanon #dilf masky #tim wright #tim wright headcanons #marble hornets #creepypasta ej #Eyeless jack #eyeless jack headcanon #ej headcanon

[dinklebat]

me: alright since you already told everyone you won’t be posting stuff, you gotta finish this lesson plan for work, then finish my bio packet, then my ee-

my goblin brain: YOU SHOULD UPDATE YOUR SHIPS LIST SINCE ITS CHANGED LIKE 7 TIMES

me:

me: yeah okay

-

clockwork x camelia(@theweepingdemons)

- both extremely protective over eachother

- clockwork tends to be very >:/ around people but around camelia she gets super duper flustered all the time

- camelia is super oblivious. like…

- clockwork: gay noises. camelia: aha gals being pals

- as soon as clockwork confesses it’s another story. camelia becomes an absolute simp, at least to her standards

- it’s the pinnacle of

- camelia: i hate everyone

- clockwork: *exists* - camelia: i hate ALMOST everyone

ej x liu

- ej is very methodical and scientific whereas liu is extremely emotional

- the two just counteract eachother very well. liu is teaching ej how to better express his feelings and ej is teaching liu how to destress

- ej is also extremely protective of liu, so he gets along well with sully

doby x x virus

- this is probably my OTP out of all pasta ships even though it’s probably only me who ships it

- the two of them joined at the same time and were constantly partnered together

- friends to lovers 💕

- a typical interaction begins with a dumb idea of doby’s

- then cody is like yeah that’s possible, let’s do it

- hence a running total of 7 ruined microwaves between the two of them

kagekao x nathan

- kagekao is extremely flirtatious and nathan easily flustered (poor guy has self esteem lower than mine)

- also very PDA heavy

- kagekao definitely whispers random things in japanese just to fluster nathan because his mind will jump to the worst

jason x candypop

- both extremely chaotic high energy

- jason probably thinks he’s too good for romance but then candypop shows up and everything goes to djjeidjsjdkd

- probably get third wheeled by lj a lot (man still hasn’t realized the two are dating)

jane x nina

- they first bonded over their shared hatred of the feral rat bastard that is jeff✨✨

- jane is elegance and poise while nina is a feral scene kid

- ✨but they’re just so cute together✨

- that one extremely lovey dovey couple with constant PDA

- they wear matching halloween costumes

hoodie x masky

- the homophobic gays TM

- both extremely attracted to eachother but grew up in a very conservative area

- everyone in a 10 mile radius is just begging for them to just date already and get it over with

- the other proxies have definitely set them up on dates to no avail

toby x masky

- entirely one sided simping on toby’s end

- tim does not know nor care

- toby unironically calls him a dilf

- they are really close though, even if they’re not dating (yet)

toby x rowan

- street smart x book smart

- rowan is generally pretty calm albeit awkward whereas toby is this giant bundle of energy

-…also he is very small and toby is a tall buff boy

- “this is my emotional support boyfriend” *holds up tiny bundle of fae awkwardness*

- also funny because toby is a master of pop culture references and rowan has basically been in a coma state for over a century and knows nothing about modern pop culture

lawrencij (@crebby)x adam (@sanityisforlosers)

- they’re bastards and i love them

- probably play couples tennis against camelia and clockwork (and lose and subsequently rage quit)

- is it hate?? love??? idk i don’t really feel romantic attraction so i can’t say /shrug

- angry gremlin energy. i will not elaborate further

y/n x anyone

- in my au, y/n is a mostly normal human except they were born with a ridiculously high amount of mana (magical energy)

- this means all supernatural creatures are naturally drawn to them

- their mana levels are so high that just being near them turns supernatural beings’ powers and emotions up to an 11

- so basically literally every one is attracted to poor y/n, whether romantically or platonically

- I mostly write for y/n x any character not in one of these ships, but I’m down to write polyam relationships with any of these ships too (I’m already planning a y/n x ej x liu)

- I think y/n x jeff and y/n x kate are some of my favorites to write though

#creepypasta ships #creepypasta x reader #natalie x camelia #camelia cursed adamache #cursedwork #ej x liu #ticcimask #ticcirot #ticci toby #xbase #x virus #doby doggers #marble hornets #hoodie #masky #masky x hoodie #eyeless jack #homicidal liu #jason the toymaker #candypop #nathan the nobody #kagekao #Jane the killer #Nina the killer #lawrencij vasilevskaya #adam vahlryse #lawrencij x adam #goblins and gremlins au