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sleepyboywrites · 2 months

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Nsfw Pasta Headcannons

My sincerest apologies I stumbled upon a few posts and couldn't stop thinking about it... Nsfw warning..

• Eyeless Jack

• 100% a top

• The only way you're topping him is when you ride him, which even then no you're not.

• Animalistic. Growls, grunts, and huffs. Tends to cage you beneath him like his prey as he plows you.

• Needy like an Alpha in Rut. I'm talking he'll grip on to you as he desperately ruts into you and because lust is a form of hunger for flesh the demonic man needs more than one round each session.

• Soft dom for sure and a service top who ideally wants a service bottom

• Think "Shh, little one, you're doing so good for me, you can handle a couple more rounds for me, hmm? Let me make you feel good a few more times, can't you?"

• Breeding kink, he doesn't care if he can't actually get you pregnant, if you don't have the "equipment" to do so, or if it'd make you uncomfortable to be, he doesn't have to make you pregnant in actuality, if you can't or don't want to he won't but he just loves to try. Just the thought of of pumping you so full of him and seeing you so full of him turns him on.

• Super into marking. Biting, hickies, claw marks, you name it. He likes leaving proof that you're his behind.

• He's practically blind so all of his other senses are heightened, he is legitimately so good at hitting all the right spots.

• Long tongue, monster cock, enough said.

• Likes cockwarming, specifically after the a session, you're just so warm and welcoming and full, why'd he want to pull out?

• If he wasn't such a clean freak, he'd probably be into butt plugs/keeping his cum inside you. But since I feel like he tries to keep personal spaces/property clean he wouldn't.

• Really good at aftercare, we're talking bubble bath, water, snacks, cuddles the works.

• Ben drowned

• Switch

• Loves to 'play' with you and have you 'play' with him

• Would 100% want to mess around while video gaming and the two of you probably have in whatever way you could ever think of.

• Also likes cockwarming but in a more traditional way of he just likes having you on his cock feeling your walls around him without doing anything other than being inside you or vice versa.

• Wants to fuck you or be fucked by you in full cosplay.

• He's a thigh guy. He likes thighs. He likes to sit with his head between your thighs and give you head.

• He also likes overstimulation so he likes to sit with his head squeezed between your thighs giving you head until you're crying and trembling and can't give him any more. Also enjoys should you do the same.

• So needless to say also a multiple rounds type of guy.

• Bro is almost always horny I swear to God. Like he'll watch you through your phone as you take a shower relieving himself as he does so and fucking you right after you get out. His Libido is insane.

• A wee bit of a somnophilliac. But think a 'yes' or 'no' pillow situation where if you ever fell asleep on the yes side you'd wake up cock drunk or vice versa.

• Also a dacryphilliac in the sense where he loves seeing you cry from pleasure overload.

• Has a mild degradation kink and likes it best when paired with praise. Think, "That a good slut, don't let a drop go to waste okay?"

• He's into hypnosis and mind control, something about being all foggy brained as he gets his guts rearranged/the glossy far away look in your eyes as he fucks you until you're dick drunk makes him hard as hell. He likes controlling you and being controlled by you.

• His idea of aftercare is falling asleep in your arms or with you in his arms waking up a few hours later to wash off the now cold and uncomfortable sticky situation putting on each other's shirts and waking up in the morning to have sex again, then water/breakfast if he's feeling sweet.

• Laughing Jack

• Probably hot take I think he wouldn't... I think he's ace and sex repulsed.

• I think because he was once a guardian angel for a child he just thinks it's really not for him and he's okay with that.

• But if his beloved asked for some 'help' in one way or shape or another he'd help them. Or if you asked him to 'play' with you. He would.

• He'd also watch you if you wanted him to and be really good with aftercare.

• Jeff the Killer

• "100"% Top, you'd be punished if you tried to top him and failed but if you tried and succeeded he'd bottom for you and probably enjoy it enough to let you top him again.

• Sadist

• Hard dom

• Brat tamer

• Somnophilliac and dacryphilliac, he likes it best when they go hand in hand

• Has a knife kink and likes knife play

• Needy and has a degradation kink. Think projecting insults and such. Like "Such a needy little cock slut, look at you, your body sucks me in so greedily, you really need to be dicked down so badly, huh slut?"

• Loves objectification and dumbification. Loves how your his cock sleeve, cum dumpster, and fuck toy.

• Would ideally have a brat as a partner and would ideally get to punish them every night.

• Likes tying you up and blindfolding you.

• Also likes edging a lot, in fact most nights is an edging session in itself. He loves to see how close he can get the both of you to climax without ever letting you or himself cum.

• Into orgasm denial as well. Like if you cum before you were given permission, he'll make sure you can't cum for the rest of the night while he cums plenty.

• Glory holes turn him on, he likes the thought of fucking you through one.

• Into breath play and choking, both giving and receiving

• He'll deadass just say "That was fun" or "Thanks baby!" or something along those lines, pull you to his chest while groping your ass as "aftercare"

• Homicidal Liu

• Soft dom/service top

• his nurturing nature extends to the bedroom. He has rules for you in the bedroom and out that if you follow will lead to rewards and if you don't lead to punishment.

• unless you misbehave then he'll have no choice but to punish you because brats don't get to cum or have 'playtime' at all, they get to watch 'sir' cum without them.

•orgasm denial/overstimulation

• On the other hand if you're good you get to cum until you physically can't anymore. Congratulations.

• Has a worship kink wants to worship you and be worshipped in return. He will lap you up like you're the nectar of the gods, savoring in your sweet, decadent noises until you melt in his mouth. Caressing you as he buried himself in your heat and feeling oh so powerful as you look at him lovingly as he pounds you taking pride in the fact he's the only one who's making you cum.

• Has a praise kink and will praise you non stop.

• Has a thing for thigh highs/garters/collars/ears and a tail

• Also has a thing for you wearing his clothes.

• Into dumbification in the sweet way. Think "Ah ah honey, thinking is my job. You're just my sweet little thing, let me take care of everything."

• He adores "easy access" anything

• into dacryphillia in the sense he likes making you cry from pleasure.

• The king of after care just like with EJ there will be bathing, water, snacks, praise, cuddles the works.

• Ticci Toby

• He's a switch in the term that he'd let you ride him while he was tied up, blindfolded, and unable to move or touch you and let you milk him dry. But you're not pegging/fucking him.

• Into roleplay scenarios.

• Likes seeing you half dressed, loves seeing you half dressed moaning beneath him or bouncing on his cock.

• Huge Pervert, you can't do anything without him getting bricked af.

• Likes strip teases/lap dances

• He adores "easy access" anything

• Loves marking and overstimulation. Also orgasm control. Basically anything that marks you as his or proves he's in charge of pleasuring you and only he truly satisfied you.

• I'll be so fr with you he also loves being covered in hickies by you.

• Also loves to tie you up. You're like a present for him and only him.

• He's down to try almost anything at least once.

• into dacryphillia in the sense he likes making you cry from too much intense pleasure.

• Has a thing for enthusiastic consent. It legitimately is something he cannot proceed without and it turns him on to know you want him that badly.

• Has a voice kink and a praise kink.

• He loves getting you dick drunk and likes it better when your hips grind needily against his after you're all orgasmed out but so foggy that you want more nonetheless as you warm his cock.

• He's surprisingly good at aftercare, he'll wash you up, bring you some water, tell you how happy and proud he is, and cuddle you.

• Brian/Hoodie

• 100% Top

• He has a Daddy Kink and likes dd/l

• He gets hard picking out your outfits and dressing you as well as bathing you.

• He's a soft Dom but he's rough in bed if the two of you had a dry spell he'll fuck you as desperately as EJ does.

• Otherwise however normally he treats you like you're made of glass as he fucks you.

• Has a kink/fetish for infantilization/dumbification. "Baby, sweetheart , doll face you can't take care of yourself. You're too little, so just stay with daddy, let daddy take care of you, make you feel good, hm?"

• Also has a breeding kink, he wants you to be filled with his seed each time the two of you fuck.

• He doesn't take kindly to teasing, if you tease him he'll edge and overstimulate you until you physically cannot cum anymore. Aka BIG on orgasm control

• He loves to leave hickies and bite marks all over you.

• He's also a somnophilliac, he likes making you squirm and whimper as you wake up on his cock.

• He has a corruption kink. He likes doing lewd things to his innocent looking partner/little.

• That leads us to dacryphillia he likes making you cry from intense pleasures he caused you as you tremble and cling to him

• He's very good, an expert even, at aftercare he does everything right so you are taken care of with both physical and mental needs.

• Tim/Masky

• 100% Top

• I feel like he likes to be called master or sir

• He has a thing for praising you

•A voice kink for hearing your pretty noises

• He loves manhandling you and likes to pin you down beneath him.

•Likes pulling hair/guiding your head via your hair.

• Gets hard as a rock when you wear his clothes he doesn't care what for

• He's into dumbification and getting you so drunk on pleasure that you forget your own name.

• Something about if you wear the hat you ride the cowboy and your cowboy has very good control so you're going to be there for a while until he's had his full which is when he'll actually start trying.

• He's into edging and overstimulation hand in hand meaning edging the two of you to each orgasm and then going until neither of you can cum anymore.

• This man loves marking you.

• He'll cover every inch he can with hickies and bite marks.

• In fact, the main reason you're sore is not only because he rocked your shit but you are covered in hickies and bite marks, everywhere, too much to even attempt to cover.

• He's an expert on aftercare and your aftercare is specifically catered to your needs as a partner and person as well as your physical needs: water, food if hungry, bathing.

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x gn!reader #ticci toby #tim masky #ben drowned #brian hoodie #eyeless jack #laughing jack #jeff the killer #homicidal liu #creepypasta smut #nsft

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dead-girl-prolific · 2 months

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Masky/Tim x GN!Reader oneshot (Fluffruary) pt 2

A/N:

as you can see i'm very very VERY late on writing these oneshots, but i have everything organized now so it shouldn't be too bad lol. Here's the playlist!~

TW: discussion of eating troubles, themes of depression and abandonment issues, one mention of alcohol and cigarettes. mentions of murder(?)

Prompt: finding you wearing his clothes.

You were cycling down a rabbit hole of memories, especially about the past. You used to be a hard-ass who didn’t give a fuck about anything or anyone, even before the mansion. Now you are a socially awkward, clingy partner who still fights the urge to be a bitch from time to time. Tim sees it as progress; you think it's tedious, but you’d do it for him. Tim’s always saying he used to be almost exactly the same; the only difference is he was chosen to be a proxy, and well, you strive to be a proxy.

There were a few reasons you wanted to be a proxy; the main reason was for Tim. As soon as you met him, you felt a kinship and friendly rivalry with the man. If you had to be honest with yourself, you loved him, and although he would never admit it, he loved you too. Tim didn’t throw around "I love you a whole lot.

While you were drifting into dissociation, you heard the door to the foyer open and close. You were immediately pulled from your trance and watched the open doorway. You knew it’d be hard to hope for Tim to walk through the doorway, but you hoped anyway.

Time seemed to be frozen in place as you stared at the doorway into the foyer. You were in a trance until you heard your name being called by none other than Jeff.

“Y/n! What’re you staring at? Waiting for your prince's shining armor or sumn’?” Jeff joked at you, and your face flushed ever so slightly, but as you were distracted, someone entered the room.

Your head snapped in the direction of the doorway again, and there he was. Tim. Sweaty, muddy, hasn’t showered in seven days, covered in blood, Tim. You flashed a goofy grin when he looked in your direction.

“Tim!” you yelled and got out of your seat, forgetting all about the food Hoodie so graciously gave you. You bounded over to him and hugged him.

“Did ya’ miss me?” Tim asked, melting into the hug.

“Of course I did.” You nodded and let go of him.

“Y/n?” Tim asked, looking you up and down.

“Yes?” Your sing-song tone indicated that you were enjoying the attention after a week of not receiving it from him.

"Heh, are you wearing my flannel?” He smugly asked, crossing his arms and smirking.

“I-” You looked down at the shirt you were wearing, and your grin faltered. Your face flushed, and you grasped your face, concealing your blush.

“Maybe?” You said it sounded more like a question than an answer.

“Uh-huh…alright.” He turned around and headed up the stairs, which you quickly followed.

“Y/n! You’re forgetting your food!” Hoodie shouted from the dining room, and you cursed at yourself.

“I’ll do the dishes in the morning if you clean it up for me!!!” you hollered in response.

"Alright," you heard him huff and the sound of a chair scratching the floor.

You quickly made your way up the stairs after Tim. Tim’s crowbar dangled from his hand, dragging across the hall’s floor, and his mask was pushed to the side of his face.

You both made your way to the end of the hall and walked into his room, shutting the door behind you. He dropped his crowbar and took his mask off, carefully setting it on his nightstand. You can’t count the number of times you’ve stubbed your toe on his crowbar when you had to get water or pee in the middle of the night, from it being discarded on the floor. He plopped himself on the bed and shut his eyes, rubbing them with his palms. You sat next to him.

“So how did it go? Well, I'd hope.” You said you were leaning back into the bed.

“Did I get the job done? Yes. Did I enjoy it? I never do," he responded dryly.

“Ah…” You sighed and shut your eyes.

“I’d rather talk about you," he said after a long pause.

“Well, I mainly stayed in your room for the past seven days," you paused. “and wore your clothes. I’ve been wearing the same three shirts over my own.” You smiled up at the ceiling.

“Have you been eating well?” he asked.

“As well as someone could while missing somebody.” You rescinded, avoiding the question.

“Y/n? Did you eat?” He asked again, which made you flinch. You wouldn’t admit it, but you struggled to take care of your health, mainly wounds and feeding yourself.

“Not a lot, no," you responded.

“You need to work on it," he said as he pulled you in close, wrapping his arm around you and letting you nuzzle your head into his shoulder or cheek. He chuckled, and you inhaled, expecting to smell his usual scent, but instead you were met with body odor, blood, and an earthy aroma. You pushed him away and grimaced.

“Go shower! You stink!” You chided him, and he only chuckled again.

“Only if you fall asleep in my arms afterwards?” he asked as he stood up.

“I’d love to, but right now you need to go shower!” You responded, plugging your nose in childish mockery.

It's safe to say you both fell asleep pretty fast that night.

A/N:

thank you for reading stay tuned for part two, if you want the full story that isn't separated check my Quotev and Wattpad!

#creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta x reader #marble hornets #masky x reader #tim masky #masky marble hornets #mh masky #masky #tim wright #tim marble hornets #marble hornets tim #marble hornets fandom #gn reader

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gorygurl · 1 year

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smoking weed with the proxies headcanons !! (๑´ㅂ`๑)

notes: first blog post !! ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎⊹ i hope you all enjoy my content, and i cant wait to keep sharing my work with you all !!

warnings/disclaimers: drug use, implied romantic relationships/feelings.

toby !!

toby mellows out like nothing you've ever seen when he's high, truly.

doesn't take him too long to get high; after a few good puffs and a few good coughs, he's usually already past a buzz.

toby talks a lot when he's high and honestly prefers when whoever he's with does the same.

considering how talkative and "in your face" he usually is, it's a comfortable middle ground for him when he's high.

can't usually reach it when he's sober.

he's never one to turn down a smoke. ever.

hence why you two smoke so often in the first place.

blows his own hit into your mouth all the time.

(you taught him that)

gets the munchies soo bad.

you and him go back to the mansion with pink, half-lidded eyes and start opening kitchen cabinets every other day.

instead of asking to wake and bake with you, he's more inclined to go smoke in the dead of night.

he's woken you up oh so many times to smoke at 4am.

to be fair, a lot of the time, it's after a mission. so regardless, you groggily point to your tray and pj's, to which he brings both to you in bed :).

everything is terribly funny to you two when you guys are high.

everyone in the mansion can smell and hear you two.

hoodie !!

if any of the proxies smoke, it's hoodie.

and if any of them were to have weed on them, it's hoodie.

token stoner of the proxies, truly.

isn't a lightweight solely based on experience.

you'll have to roll a couple when you smoke with hoodie.

enough to make sure you two are high and a couple more just to push the envelope.

more of a listener than a talker when he smokes.

he'll nod through puffs and give you small noises of affirmations as you speak, but isn't inclined to go on his own tangents.

knows enough spots to take you to a new one every day if he so pleased.

will always laugh a little harder at your jokes.

you two always find an excuse to sneak away and smoke one together.

so much that it's practically a form of quality time for guys now.

sparks you up whenever he can. it's one of his biggest forms of flattery <3.

exceedingly knowledgeable on strains, so both of you tend to talk about what you like to smoke.

masky !!

masky doesn't smoke too often, to be quite honest.

but fuck does he have a high tolerance.

unlike toby, he's relatively far from being a lightweight.

it takes him about 3 or 4 joints to ease into a really good high.

he honestly runs hoodie for his money. he could smoke him out without even realizing it.

so, of course, you were absolutely fucking appalled when you went to roll another after having just smoked 3 back to back with him.

he admires that you try and keep up, though.

while he doesn't prefer to dominate the conversation when he's smoking, he definitely likes to talk.

loves smoking early in the morning. tempt him with a cup of coffee and a j, and he's aaaall yours.

he always lets you finish whatever is left, out of both courtesy and affection.

masky likes the intimacy of having his own spots, but he's taken you with him plenty of times, as you've done with him.

prefers sativa.

(it's the easiest way for him to be high on a mission.)

after almost every mission, you two will trail off into the woods, one of you already pulling out a lighter.

#ticci toby x reader #masky x reader #hoodie x reader #creepypasta #x reader #creepypasta x reader #gn reader #headcanon #creepypasta x y/n #proxies #marble hornets

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nynxhaswritersblockk · 10 days

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-♡A FIRST KISS !

characters: Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Ticci Toby, Hoodie,

note: Gn!Reader, slight NSFW! (Ig?)

a/n: the first kiss you and s/o share, not in general the first kiss.

Slenderman

You made the first move, as he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

Soft & Sweet, only lasts for a short time though

Is surprised by it, but melts into the kiss

His hands wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss"I didn't expect that from you, love~"

Eyeless Jack

You initiated it, when you slowly pulled his mask off and just softly pressed your lips to his

Soft kiss at first, then more passionate

He was definetely shocked at first, but didn't really mind it

Despite him being dead and demon-like, he hasn't completely lost his humanity, so he had been waiting for you to kiss him this whole time

"Finally.." He'ld mutter out after, then pull you back in for another kiss

Masky

Difficult on this tbh, I think he wouldn't allow you to fully take his mask off though, just lift it up a bit so his mouth was free

He definetely made the first move though, since you knew how he felt about taking his mask off

Pationate kiss; As if it was the last kiss he'ld get from you tbh

You'ld be the one shocked in this scenario, while he'ld just smile at you

"Happy now?" Oh he knows that you've been wanting this for some time

Toby

He is not a baby, I feel like the fandom just babies him too much; he's definetely the one initiating it

He'ld do it early on in the relationship too, like what's a talkinstage?

Soft peck on your lips; Just short enough to see if you're fine with it and if you are he'll kiss you some more

He'ld probably be blushing after, but not embarassed or anything

If you guys aren't officially together yet you'ld just look at him in confusion, while he smiled "What? You're cute." After that you'll definetely keep reminding him that he can't just kiss random people because they're cute and he'ld try to explain to you, that he only does that with you

Hoodie

Hard on this one

Either he initiated and was very passiobate and sweet with it, while grinning

Or you initiated and he was a blushing mess

In either case he'ld mumble about how much of a good kisser you are after

#creepy pasta x reader #creepypasta #hoodie #masky marble hornets #ticci toby #eyeless jack #x gn reader #slenderman

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anoncausewhynot · 4 months

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Till Death Do Us Part

Masky X Reader

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

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

“What?” Masky had feigned confusion.

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

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

“Maybe you’re right”

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

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

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beeperis · 17 days

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i've been ghosting // Tim Wright/Reader

cross-posted on my Ao3 summary ; tim can't sleep without you. warnings ; implications of suicide, death, fictional afterlife (I just kinda made stuff up as I went tbh), paranormal, angst with slight comfort notes ; the lore may be incorrect but by golly. I need to get this out of my system. also not edited, I need to sleep (currently 3am)

It's easy to assume death is the only way to finally escape the Operator. You figured that all your friends who were formerly tormented by It were no longer suffering, since they were six feet under or missing. It pained you to relive the evening of your death, but it all ended in a bathtub with your favorite song playing in an effort to build up enough courage.

Obviously, there were people you regretted leaving behind: your parents, who you had to distance yourself from in order to protect them. Your friends who laid awake at night questioning what they could've done differently, or why you stopped talking to them one day without warning.

Tim Wright, the one who had unintentionally gotten you roped into what eventually ended your life.

By some odd accord, his drab apartment is where you ended up. You remembered dying. You remembered your lungs filling with water before peacefully falling victim to unconsciousness. And now, you were sitting in the corner of the room watching him sleep.

It wasn't like if you were trying to be creepy. It was one of the only things you could do: watch Tim lay awake all night, get out of bed late in the afternoon, go to the bathroom and occasionally eat, then return and sleep for a long time.

It was depressing, to say the least.

At night, your presence would curl up beside him in bed as he would shiver and pull the blankets further up on his body. You frowned at the idea of him only thinking he was cold. When he got up to go to the restroom, you'd follow right behind and wait outside the door until he was done. You lit up whenever he'd go to the kitchen and actually eat.

That night started off no different than the previous. He got ready for bed as you sat patiently, admiring him like a lost puppy or a stalker. Tim yawned and crawled into bed, covering himself up to his hips. You curled up behind him like you usually did, except this time, he laid on his back and stared up at the ceiling.

"I miss you." Hearing Tim's voice shocked you, causing you to abandon your usual position at his side and sit upright. You stared down at him, his deep brown eyes staring into nothing. Part of you wondered who he was talking about; he'd lost so many.

Almost as though he was answering your question, he continued. "I just wish I could've told you I loved you. That day I went over to your house to check on you, finding you like that…" Tim trailed off, his voice choking up whilst his eyes welled with tears that glistened from the light of the TV.

After a moment's pause, his body slightly trembled with heavy, troubled sobs. The sight broke you. You were sure there wouldn't be any pain in the afterlife, but watching the one you treasured more than the stars crumple into a hellscape of his own mind was simply too much.

Tim curled into a ball, fully breaking and hugged his knees closer to his chest. You wanted to cry too, listening to him mumble, "it's my fault," through broken cries. On instinct, you placed a hand on his arm like how you'd done comforting him in the deaths of his friends. Tim froze.

He stopped crying, but still remained tensed up. He never even made a sound. Instead, his eyes fell to where you had touched his arm. Something felt so familiar about whatever brushed against his arm, but he disregarded it as being a bug. Still, it felt like he couldn't continue crying.

This didn't go unnoticed by you. Finally, you recognized a glimpse of nostalgia in those profound, fawn-colored eyes. Experimentally, you reached out to hold his hand in your translucent one.

Tim abruptly sat up in bed, breathing heavily as he stared at his hand. So cold, yet it held the warmth and fullness of a lover claimed by the inevitable fate of time. You could've sworn you heard him mutter your name.

Daringly, you brought up another cold hand to caress his face. "I'm here," you spoke softly to attempt to reassure him. You had no idea if he could hear you. More than anything, it was a plea for him to notice you. To look you in the eyes and smile with the same familiarity, wrap you up in the tightest hug you'd felt in ages, and promise to never leave your side.

Rather than doing any of the aforementioned, tears continued rolling down Tim's cheeks. "I miss you," he cried once more. You could handle it no longer, and uncertainly tried wrapping him in a hug. To your surprise, it seemed as though he felt it given the way his body relaxed, almost easing into your nonexistent touch.

After a few more heart-wrenching tears and whispers of, "I love you," and, "I miss you, baby," Tim finally began easing himself back down into his bed. You, as always, were curled up right behind him. Your eyes wandered over to his digital alarm clock, red letters lighting up certain portions of the room.

It was 2:22 am when he finally went to sleep, clutching a tear-soaked pillow he imagined was you.

#tim wright x reader #marble hornets x reader #marble hornets #masky x reader #marble hornets angst #tim wright #tim wright imagine #tim wright angst #gn reader

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kettlemouse13 · 2 months

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Proxies vs Reader Getting Ready For Company

Original Ask:

Hii I don't know if youre open to request, if not just disregard and know I'm sorry to bother. It's creepypasta but if you're not into the community anymore, please don't feel forced. I've been thinking about this idea where the character is a victim to a break in via the proxies and are trying to kill them. Instead of running, the main character just like negotiates being able to shower and choose an outfit before being killed. This is a confusing request, and they oblige simply out of confusion while letting them know that they will know if the main character tries to leave. The main character has very little plan, and only knows that her dad or brother is coming to visit and is likely on the way. It can be NSFW if you feel like you wanna do that. Honestly just do what you want with it. I just think the idea would be cool to read in your writing style :)

Imma write this as headcanons because I do not have the motivation to write a whole ass story let alone anything nsfw but don’t worry Hun, I got ya covered.

Warning: The following contains description of death, violence, gore.

Reader’s discretion is advised.

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“Wait! Please just let me get changed, and deal with my little brother before you kill me. That’s all I ask!”

Hoodie:

“?”

He legit cannot wrap his head around your request.

You are willing to die.

IF he lets you have dinner with your little brother.

Albeit impatient, he would agree because he quite honestly just wants to kill you without too much issue.

He’ll hide no problem but you will NOT leave his sight.

Yes even while changing.

Don’t worry, his gaze remains above the neck.

If it’s him that kills you, it’s quick, clean, and painless.

Like breaking your neck or putting a bullet in your head.

Masky:

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

If anything, he’s annoyed by the request.

Just itching to kill you.

He wants to make his master proud anyway.

Will watch you as you change

And he WILL let his eyes wander.

He will actually make comments just to make you squirm.

That and he will pickup on insecurities and prod at them as well.

Once all is said and done, little brother have already left, he gets giddy.

He is gonna be ruthless too.

He will slit your throat and watch as you choke and drown in your own blood.

And he is gonna enjoy watching the life fade from your eyes.

Ticci Toby:

He’s intrigued.

Head tilt and all before immediately agreeing.

Like he’s genuinely interested in this whole scenario.

He will remain in your room but will humour you and turn around as you change.

Because of his tics, he can’t quite hide like the other two so he might have to play the part of a boyfriend or something.

Now he’s absolutely having fun.

He also isn’t phased by others finding his tics unnerving anymore.

So when your little brother flinches or tenses up due to Toby’s tics, Toby is actually enjoying it, get’s almost a power trip that he can make another cower with his tics.

At the end of everything and your little brother is gone and depending on his mood, he might actually try and keep you as a pet of sorts.

You amuse him.

Or he’ll imbed a hatchet in your head.

Who knows ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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ijwrsmff · 7 months

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Innocence Part 2-Masky x Reader

Someone on my archive asked for a part 2! So here it is. A ways late, but I have a good number of requests I'm trying to get through! Hope you enjoy it ^~^

Word Count: 1,408

You thought about Tim a good bit after he left you home those few days ago. Wondering if he was okay, how he was healing, and just generally how he felt. Surely he was frightened, you don’t know who attacked him, and it must have hurt so much. The wound was no small matter, it required a good number of stitches just to try and stop the bleeding. All you could do was hope he was feeling better.

It was almost time for bed, being relatively late at night now. You made sure the front door was locked, after closing and locking the window. But as you walked back from the front door, the sight of the open window caught your eye. That’s funny…you were sure you closed it. Oh well, must have been the winds outside. You didn’t even notice the wind, it must have been pretty strong!

So you walked back over to it, and closed it a second time, staring at it confused. “How strange…” You muttered, making sure to lock it, then test the window to see if it would pop open again. You watched it for a good several seconds, almost convinced that if you looked away it would fly open again. When you were sure it wouldn’t, you took one step back and bumped into something.

You didn’t have a chance to turn, when a voice whispered in your ear from behind you. “Miss me?” Was all the person said, as you shrieked in surprise. It made the man chuckle, but you recognized that laugh!

You spun around with a wide smile, “TIM!” Without even thinking you hugged him carefully. He tensed under your touch, but didn’t outright prevent you from doing it. “I was so worried! I thought you were never coming back!” When you pulled away, he looked as confused as ever. “How’s the wound? I hope it’s healing well…” You were being overly cautious, not wanting to agitate it or him.

His head was tilted, but it returned back as he chuckled once more, a smirk on his face. He lifted his shirt a bit so you could see where you left the stitches. You would have had no idea it used to be a gaping stab-like wound! It was barely even there! “Wow! You must heal super fast! You even took out the stitches!” You nearly jumped in place, knowing he wouldn’t be hurting as much now.

“Uh…” He was just so shocked that your bubbly care-free attitude was…still there. Even though it was clear he snuck into your house through the window. “Yeah. I do heal pretty fast.” His eyes were calculating, wondering if now was the chance to kill you now that you’d seen his face. He did fully intend to do so, but there was something about you that made him hesitate.

Your smile warmed his cold heart…just slightly. Maybe he could think of another plan for you. “Don’t you want to know how I got in here?” He raised an eyebrow, with a small smirk on his face. He was trying to scare you, but it just didn’t work. Either you were confident in your abilities to survive…or so innocent it made you a complete idiot. He’d stay until he found out.

“I must not have locked the front door right! I should get better about that…” You hummed in thought. You hadn’t run into that problem before, but that’s clearly how he got in. “Oh! And you probably came in because you thought I was sleeping and didn’t want to wake me! That’s very considerate of you!” You giggled, and didn’t even register the bewildered look on his face. “You can come over whenever you’d like! If I’m not awake or home you can either wake me up or make yourself comfortable!”

“...” He didn’t know if it was possible to genuinely startle you at this point. “...I climbed in through the window.” He explained, and raised his eyebrow once more just anticipating your next words. But it seemed impossible, he couldn’t believe you weren’t scared. If he climbed in anyone else's window, they would be rightfully terrified. Convinced they’d be killed, which in his experience…they always would be.

“Oh! You must be a really good climber! I live all the way on the fourth floor!” You laughed hard, and continued, “But you don’t have to climb all that way for me! You can always just knock on my door as loud as you want to and I’ll come let you in!” You giggled even more when his eyes widened. “It’s okay, you’re always welcome here, Tim!”

Yeah. You were definitely stupid. But he felt allured by it, your innocence being appealing to him. He didn’t often (or maybe even ever) meet someone who was so unafraid by him. You gave him his own bloody knife, stitched him back up, and even didn’t care when he snuck through your window. It was pathetic…but maybe even cute. He tried to keep those thoughts at bay, but when you laughed and giggled like that, he felt compelled to protect you. If anyone was going to kill you, it’d be him. But he wasn’t even sure if he wanted that anymore…

He wasn’t good at small talk, so for the most part he let you speak. You talked about your job, and how happy you were that he wasn't hurt worse. You asked a few questions about what he did for work, but he shrugged it off momentarily, before deciding to try one last time to scare you. “I don’t do normal work…I kill people. For fun.” His look was serious, but you took it as a joke.

“Oh so you’re like an assassin? That’s super cool!” You said as you laughed. You scooted closer to him on the couch, and looked at him in an interesting way. It made him recoil, not believing you were so clueless, if even ignorant. “Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to be some kind of assassin…but I could never bring myself to give anyone a papercut on accident, let alone kill them!” You laughed, and laughed, and even Tim found himself laughing quietly with you.

After a while, he looked at the time. It was well past midnight. “I have to go.” He stood up, and walked back over to the window. “My…”Brothers” will be looking for me. We always check in after a while.” He placed a foot on the window frame, and looked back at you with a smile. You couldn’t tell if it was a smirk or a smile, but the closer you got to him the more you’d understand.

“Wait! Don’t jump out the window, you could get hurt!” You ran over to him and grabbed the back of his shirt lightly. “You can walk out the front door, it’s much safer!” Your words had him turning back to you, and he looked bewildered once more. You made a mental note that he did that a lot. Maybe he wasn’t used to people being kind to him? But surely if he had brothers he cared about, he was a really caring person! And they must care about him too, if they checked in so often.

He turned, and debated something. You could see the gears in his brain turning. “Hm…” He looked at you, deep in thought. After a few seconds of staring, a real smirk made its way onto his face. “Don’t worry. It takes a lot more than that to hurt me.” He leaned forward and gave you a small kiss on the lips. It wasn’t much, but it had you smiling wide. It made him smile too, a much more content and genuine smile that you weren’t sure you’d ever seen from him yet.

“When will you be back?” Your smile was still there, as just the action made you extremely happy! “I’d like to see you again soon…if that's okay!” You tilted your head a bit and even closed your eyes from smiling so much. When you opened them he was gone! “Woah! Wait where’d he go!” You leaned forward to look out the window, but there wasn’t a trace of him anywhere. He sure was fast!

But something told you he’d be visiting again very soon. That hoodie he wore looked really comfortable…maybe you’d be able to steal it sometime when he visited next.

And maybe he’d just let you.

#masky x reader #marble hornets x reader #tim wright x reader #mh masky x reader #gn reader #x reader #fluff #creepypasta x reader #i love marble hornets so much #part 2 #mentions of blood and stitches

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kettlemouse · 1 year

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Hii I don't know if youre open to request, if not just disregard and know I'm sorry to bother. It's creepypasta but if you're not into the community anymore, please don't feel forced.

I've been thinking about this idea where the character is a victim to a break in via the proxies and are trying to kill them. Instead of running, the main character just like negotiates being able to shower and choose an outfit before being killed. This is a confusing request, and they oblige simply out of confusion while letting them know that they will know if the main character tries to leave. The main character has very little plan, and only knows that her dad or brother is coming to visit and is likely on the way.

It can be NSFW if you feel like you wanna do that. Honestly just do what you want with it. I just think the idea would be cool to read in your writing style :)

Proxies vs Reader Getting Ready For Company

Imma write this as headcanons because I do not have the motivation to write a whole ass story let alone anything nsfw but don't worry Hun, I got ya covered.

Warning: The following contains description of death, violence, gore.

Reader's discretion is advised.

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"Wait! Please just let me get changed, and deal with my little brother before you kill me. That's all I ask!"

Hoodie:

"?"

He legit cannot wrap his head around your request.

You are willing to die.

IF he lets you have dinner with your little brother.

Albeit impatient, he would agree because he quite honestly just wants to kill you without too much issue.

He'll hide no problem but you will NOT leave his sight.

Yes even while changing.

Don't worry, his gaze remains above the neck.

If it's him that kills you, it's quick, clean, and painless.

Like breaking your neck or putting a bullet in your head.

Masky:

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

If anything, he's annoyed by the request.

Just itching to kill you.

He wants to make his master proud anyway.

Will watch you as you change

And he WILL let his eyes wander.

He will actually make comments just to make you squirm.

That and he will pickup on insecurities and prod at them as well.

Once all is said and done, little brother have already left, he gets giddy.

He is gonna be ruthless too.

He will slit your throat and watch as you choke and drown in your own blood.

And he is gonna enjoy watching the life fade from your eyes.

Ticci Toby:

He's intrigued.

Head tilt and all before immediately agreeing.

Like he's genuinely interested in this whole scenario.

He will remain in your room but will humour you and turn around as you change.

Because of his tics, he can't quite hide like the other two so he might have to play the part of a boyfriend or something.

Now he's absolutely having fun.

He also isn't phased by others finding his tics unnerving anymore.

So when your little brother flinches or tenses up due to Toby's tics, Toby is actually enjoying it, get's almost a power trip that he can make another cower with his tics.

At the end of everything and your little brother is gone and depending on his mood, he might actually try and keep you as a pet of sorts.

You amuse him.

Or he'll imbed a hatchet in your head.

Who knows ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Reblogs are appreciated <3

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niphredil-14 · 1 year

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I’ve been really into Marble Hornets and other stuff lately so I thought I’d send in an ask) I’d really like to see Masky and Toby’s reaction to their S/O telling them about their gender dysphoria.

Tim Wright/Masky: Personally, I HC Tim to be transmasc, so I think that he would definitely understand your struggle and relate to it. I think that he's experienced presenting femme, androgynous, and now masc, so he would have lots of things that could help you to present how you want to. Or if you're just wanting to vent, he is absolutely willing to listen. He'll stay quiet for the most part, just letting you get your frustrations out, and will only speak up if it sems like you want advice, or if you're degrading yourself. He understands your feelings, but he also loves you, and that means that he won't tolerate you being mean to yourself.

Toby Rogers/Ticci Toby I feel like Toby is a demiboy. He was amab, and aligns with masculinity, but also recognizes that gender is fake, and (at least in my hcs) uses he/they/it pronouns. I think that while he definitely feels some body dysphoria, the type he feels isn't really gender-related. That doesn't mean that he won't try his best to be there for and comfort you though! I feel like unless you told him explicitly how to make you feel better, he wouldn't really know, and would opt for a general self-care night. Ice cream and movies, skin care, weighted blankets and bathing together. This golden retriever boy would be at your beck and call. And wouldn't rest until you were feeling better.

#tim wright #masky #toby rogers #ticci toby #tim wright x reader #masky x reader #toby rogers x reader #ticci toby x reader #tim wright x gn reader #masky x gn reader #toby rogers x gn reader #ticci toby x gn reader

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sleepyboywrites · 11 months

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Creepypasta with a s/o who pushes people away/is a runner

You don't want to cause problems in fact that's why you push people away and have a bag packed just waiting for the right moment.

Tw: miscommunication, mention of blow-up fights, physical/emotional abuse, manipulation

Eyeless Jack

�� You better pray that you're running away from something, someone, somewhere else and towards him because otherwise you aren't getting far.

• Running from him will trigger his hunting instincts and you will be missing a few organs by the time you wake up with broken legs and tied to a surgical table.

• He might even harvest an organ or two of yours if you stop running up on sensing him regardless to ensure a part of you will always be with him and to ensure you're in too weak shape to pull that stunt again.

• He'll scream at you until you break down into sobs or scream back that you were trying to avoid issues.

• In the latter he'll probably freeze for a minute before screaming that you left him and all that did was cause problems.

• You will have to apologize for hours until he calms down. And then daily afterwards for quite some time.

• Expect to be restrained or clung to any walking moment. He can't have you leaving him again.

• Also expect to be treated roughly for the upcoming weeks because the likelihood of him being soft with you is slim.

• Think claws digging into your skin as he holds you to his chest or as you are walking around.

• If you push him away or start acting coldly towards him in an attempt to make him hate you then the opposite will most likely happen first.

• He'll start treating you as if you're made of glass. Checking in and asking how you're doing/what's wrong all while taking notes on your vitals he can sense as he does so.

• If this works and you talk to him then things will be resolved and your insecurities reassured. If not, you are on thin fucking ice.

• He'll try to be patient and calm. Essentially trying to lure you back in and keep you in a relatively happy healthy relationship and state of being.

• If these attempts fail however I suspect he would start mirroring your behavior. Acting as if he doesn't care and giving you the same treatment you've given him.

•He'll begin stirring in his insecurities and eventually he will become paranoid of you hating him and attempting to leave him. Then you'll be treated as if you had left him.

Laughing Jack

• If you think that you got away you didn't.

• More likely than not you are simply in an illusion as he tries to decide what to do with you.

•He could eat you. Or lock you up to make sure you are always by his side.

• What ends up happening depends entirely on how you're reacting to your so-called escape.

• If you seem happier than you were with him he will probably eat you or turn you into a permanent attraction to his circus, a nice new pinata if you catch my drift.

• However a few meltdowns and you'll most likely just spend a couple weeks with him in his realm until he's sure you won't leave for real

• Man's has abandonment issues and blatantly so. So if you do just run he's more likely to be hurt and angry and less concerned with your well being.

• In fact you won't be able to try and reassure him for a while because if you get too close he might accidentally kill you with three deep slashes from his nails in your abdomen as he screams at you to stay away.

• A lot of sitting across from one another as he stares or screams at you to the point where you may wish you'd actually ran away.

•Definitely the least stable in this situation. Think screaming one minute and whispering begging you to stay the next.

•Actively attacking you if you get too close complaining that you won't hold him the next.

• To be completely honest I don't know if you guys would ever get back to normal if you behaved this way.

• Additionally, if you tried to make him hate you by being cold, distant, and rude he would first try to cheer you up then if his efforts failed he'd try to comfort you but if both are unsuccessful he'd eventually start treating you the same and once that happens again you're in danger of him killing you because you aren't any fun anymore.

Ben Drowned

•One of the more gentle about it ones but don't let that get to your head.

• Once again if you thought you got away you didn't because this man is stalking you constantly even when you guys are in the best part of your relationship.

• That man is a screen behind you the entire time. It doesn't matter if you are traveling by horseback to an abandoned cabin way off grid he is hopping nearby towns rapidly because one day you'll need supplies.

• and He will find you the second you do and pull you into the digiverse with him which is where you'll live now.

• Unlike the others he won't scream or yell at you instead he'll essentially attach himself to you.

• Slinking his arms around your chest, shoulders, sides, waist, wherever he can get his hands and he'll stay there until you complain about the weight of his body dragging on yours in causing you pain.

• He may also alternatively carry you instead of clinging to your being otherwise after you complain or whenever he feels like it.

• The only signs of his anger at you leaving is if you ask to leave and go back to the "real" world, or if you complain about him clinging to you in any other way then "Ben this hurts" after a decent amount of time where you'd be expected for it to hurt.

• In which case he'll grip you tighter and glitch against you as he tells you that this is only happening because you left and this is the only way he can ensure you never do so again.

• Or if you've said enough to really piss him off he'll leave you alone in this blank digital void until you beg him to come back.

• If you try to explain yourself he'll either stop you by saying that it doesn't matter cause you'll never do it again or he'll listen in silence before clinging to you and telling you he's sorry he made you feel that way and any issues you have you guys can work out together.

Jeff the Killer

• least tolerant

• you're dead :)

• he killed you.

• Especially if you had been adjusting well previously because obviously you're a liar and never loved him.

• You can cry and plead all you want but it'll fall on mostly deaf ears.

• If you're lucky he'll just horribly mutilate you, thinking he killed you, but on further inspection you won't be dead and then he'll haul you back to the mansion and have someone fix you up.

• Once you're healed you'll most likely be thrown into a dungeon, locked up for "re-training."

• Where he will thoroughly break you into an obedient mindless husk of your former self with no identifiable personality.

• a pet if you will.

• His ass will not notice the signs leading up to your attempted escape. After all he talks so much he doesn't notice when you go silent and he is focused on anything but your emotions.

• While he saw something in you incredibly interesting his perception of emotions is wildly morphed after all he doesn't percieve emotions correctly himself. Pain makes him laugh and he finds what most find disturbing incredibly visually pleasing. That applies to you as well. Ie: you're tracing a scar from his knife he left on you with a frown he thinks you miss his blade against your skin or how passionate you two were when you both first met and will therefore bring out his blade or show you some passion.

• So he won't notice any of the signs and since he's finally allowed you to wander around with him instead of being chained somewhere if you run away regardless of the signs he will just be pissed.

• He'll act in a rage and horribly mutilate if not flat out kill you.

Homicidal Liu

• Much more tolerant than his brother but not necessarily less violent.

• I feel like Liu and Sully would give you a day or two to come back on your own. 2 if overnight trips had previously been allowed for you.

• If you don't come back however... 60/100 chance of survival.

• Survival chances depend entirely on which alter finds you and how you react.

• If it's Liu, so long as you run into his arms crying, apologizing, and explaining yourself after he calls out to you, you'll be fine but if you try to outrun him or make any moves away from him and you'll probably trigger a switch in which Sully will come out and I doubt you'd escape him unscathed or even breathing.

• If Sully finds you however you will have until he starts to talking to convince him not to kill you. One of the ways being if you run over to him and clung to him the second you notice him. It might trigger a switch to Liu and even if it doesn't Sully will dig his nails into your sides or hair and as he inhales he'll calm down enough for you to apologize. But if you try to explain to Sully before he's calm enough to discuss it with you himself, he'll call you a liar and slam your head into the nearest surface until you're limp and silent.

• Also if you try to interrupt Sully's monologue as he approaches you he'll choke you until he's finished but if you wait more than 3 seconds to speak afterwards he'll go "What!? Nothing to say!? You're worse than all of them who made us this way..." Before lunging at you and killing you with his bare hands watching your blood drip from your veins and the light fade from your eyes.

•If you survive they'll take you home, make you a meal, and then drag you to bed placing their entire body weight into you mumbling about how they hadn't slept since you left.

• They'll ask you about it after things have settled and your back with them where you belong. A week or so with the new rules in place.

• He doesn't want a mindless pet, the reason he likes you so much is because you make him feel like who he was before the accident, loved, and accepted. So they won't break you but they will restrict "privileges". Such as no more closing doors, public outings, or unsupervised times for the foreseeable future.

• If you try pushing him away you'll send him into a spiral.

• He's the most susceptible to this because he'll start feeling like you don't give two flying fucks about him after all and seeing as you remind him of before his traumas he may regress.

• You can expect several outbursts from Sully trying to hurt you or force you away from him because he's the trauma holder and by treating him coldly he's forced to relive some of his traumas.

Ticci-Toby

• You are his favorite person, and you left him. Tsk tsk reader, bad move.

• We also know his outbursts tend to be angry/agressive so chances are while attempting to pin you to something with his hatchet he might pin you to a tree through the square of your chest and you'll die. Therefore your best chance at survival is best if he finds your packed bags or comes back right as you were about to leave. Pray he's in a manic high and not a manic low.

• If you successfully start running away from him worst case scenario, he will chase after you and possibly accidentally kill you within 24 hrs, purely out of his blind anger and panic. He'll cry over your body saying it was an accident and he didn't mean to over and over until he calms down enough to bury you afterwards. Best case, he'll miss and you'll trip over his axe or he'll pin your pant leg to the ground. Then he'll take you home and your legs will be broken in such a way that you won't be able to walk without crutches ever again because how else can he ensure you're unable to leave him while still keeping the parts he loves about you the most.

• if you're really good at hiding and you manage to avoid him for a couple of weeks to let the crash really set in, you may be able to reason with him and survive essentially unscathed, though your insane if you think he's going to let things return to where they used to be, you aren't leaving his side ever again.

• if he walks in as you are leaving he'll either laugh at you and ask you what you think you're doing. Or he'll drag you back to him by your hair if he thinks you're leaving him and you don't walk yourself back to his side in a timely manner. Like see him, drop back, walk over, in that order within 10 seconds. Or a mixture of both.

• If he finds your packed bags it is going to cause a blowup fight. Think of him screaming, crying, throwing the shit you had packed around the house.

• or he'll drop your bag in front of you agressively in silence, which is when your best chance of talking about it arises. If you don't blowup fight will occur.

• Unlike some of the others, he'll notice the signs. If you try pushing him away chances are he'll first assume you're having a rough go of it and try to cheer you up.

• Then he'll assume he did something wrong or you guyd have a problem and start asking about it because as unhinged and unpredictable as he is, he generally tries to communicate. He doesn't want to end up anymore like his dad than he already is.

• though he may ask bluntly "What's up with you/us?"

• Regardless I recommend that you open up when he approaches you. Take the olive branch or suffer the consequences of him being upset and angry at both himself and you. More aggressive outbursts, cold behavior even when seeking affection, etc.

Tim/Masky

• He'll notice something is up immediately and start investigating it.

• He'll figure it out and fix it.

• And if he somehow misses it, he got too busy at work or his game was off a week, he will find out you're planning on leaving before you leave

• He found your packed bag and emptied it and when you repacked it later and he found it's new hiding spot he just took it.

• He'll see you as you're rummaging for your bag and hold it up in front of you and say "Looking for this, (y/n)? What were you planning, hm?"

• He'll then laugh at you as you sputter or if you lie and tell him nothing

• You will tell him one way or another. He assured you of that and informed you that it'll be in your best interest to just let him know now.

• If you comply he'll keep up his persona created specially for you and snuggle up to you spewing out words to comfort you.

• After all appearances are important to him and while to you it'll appear as nothing has changed he will be keeping closer tabs on you. Ie: you tagging along to paperwork work days and more cameras hidden in gifts. Maybe going as far as putting trackers on you.

• Anything else however and that will immediately drop.

• He'll lock you up for a few days and then ask again and this process will continue until you are honest with him but once he lets you out you will be expected to go with him everywhere that he goes.

• If you somehow still manage to run away you may get farther than you expected to just to be dragged back once you stop for the night or knocked out from behind and taken home only to wake up with a bruise and a cold cloth to your forehead as Masky goes "we need to talk" through gritted teeth.

Brian/Hoodie

• Knows something is wrong, doesn't know what, doesn't approach you about it because if it matters he expects you to tell him. If you're pushing him away he'll give you the space he thinks you're asking for to the best of his ability.

• Instead, he tries treating you as gently as he is capable and doing things to attempt to cheer you up. Ie: bringing home your favorite food, drink, trinkets that made him think of you. Offerings to you so you'll show different signs, ones of love, appreciation, wanting to stay.

•Even going as far as too avoid you when he feels an episode coming on.

• If you still try to run away I think his reaction would be a more even mix of upset than angry. He tried to encourage you to talk to him from his pov, tried to change this outcome and now he still has to hunt after you.

• Once he finds you, he will simply stalk you for a while. Watching you, waiting to see if you'll notice him, and waiting for the right moment to take you home.

• He doesn't want to force you to come back, he'd much prefer to be a hero in your eyes than a monster so he'd wait until you broke down then swoop in to comfort you. But I give him a week before his patience runs out and you wake up chained up as Hoodie stares straight through you before getting up and leaving the room.

• Then he'd return and leave periodically untill you decided to talk about it.

• Unlike with some of the others, (Masky, Toby, LJ) your physical needs will still be provided in this aftermath.

• Most likely to understand where you're coming from, reassure you, and then have things go back to a form of normal with no further changes or consequences.

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dead-girl-prolific · 2 months

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Masky/Tim Wright Oneshot(Fluffruary)Pt 1

A/N:

as you can see i'm very very VERY late on writing these oneshots, but i have everything organized now so it shouldn't be too bad lol. Here's the playlist!~

TW: discussion of eating troubles, themes of depression and abandonment issues, one mention of alcohol and cigarettes. mentions of murder(?)

Prompt: finding you wearing his clothes.

Tim’s been gone for seven days. He had been on a solo mission; he told you it would only take ten days. You were starting to miss him badly. In fact, after the fifth day, you started wearing his flannels as a form of comfort. They smelled like him: cigarettes, pine, blood, and whiskey. You were so homesick for the man that you stayed in his room for hours upon hours a day. You only came out to eat dinner. It was almost a ritual for the residents of the mansion to eat dinner together.

You made your way down the long, dark halls of the mansion’s second floor and shuffled down the stairs. You hadn’t thought to throw on a hoodie to cover up the fact that you were wearing his flannel. It wasn’t like everyone didn't know the two of you were dating; you just didn’t want to be perceived as weak for missing him so much. You missed his touch, his love, his kisses, his hugs, his reassuring gestures, all of it.

When you enter the foyer, you walk straight into the dining room.

There were two dining tables because of the number of residences; most of the creeps weren’t eating dinner or didn't eat normal food.

In the dining room, you see Jeff eating dinner and Smile sleeping under his feet. Next to Jeff was Toby; the two of them were bickering back and forth about something, probably stupid.

On the other side of Jeff was his brother, and the two of them didn’t talk to each other.

Next to Toby was Nina. Nina and Toby had their pinky fingers intertwined; those two were inseparable; they were best friends for life.

At the head of the table was Hoodie; next to Hoodie was Tim’s seat, which was empty. You sat next to the empty seat. Your sweat was protecting you from the cold wood of your seat.

On the other side of you was Kate’s seat. You didn’t really feel like eating, so you just sat there, twiddling your thumbs, till Hoodie spoke up through bites of his food.

“Are you not eating?” Hoodie asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Don’t feel like it," you said, as your stomach let out an audible grumble.

"Well, you may not feel like it, but Tim would chew my ass out if you starved to death.” Hoodie stated that as he stood up and walked to the kitchen, he came back a few minutes later with a plate of food.

He placed the plate of food in front of you and sat back down. You looked at the plate of food and back at him and mumbled a ‘thank you’.

As you began eating, the very few creeps who were eating dinner walked in and headed for the kitchen and made their plates.

As the tables started to fill up, you were growing more and more upset. You wanted to have more friends, but you just didn’t know how to go about that. But you weren’t shy; in fact, you were the opposite. The only person to treat you as an equal was Tim, and you were very flattered by it.

There was also Hoodie, but he treated you more like Tim’s pet, like feeding you while he was gone because you couldn’t take care of yourself.

But you could take care of yourself. You just forgot to eat; that's all. You were too busy to feed yourself, but you could do everything else correctly.

You kept thinking back to how you spent your free time in Tim’s room, laying on his bed and digging through his closet. You were looking for his favorite clothes because they’d smell the most like him.

A/N:

thank you for reading stay tuned for part two, if you want the full story that isn't separated check my Quotev and Wattpad! sorry for the late update i have been super busy and sick...lol

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It's 💅anon again!!!!

Can you pls do a s/o who like to bite or mark their partner/mate a lot??? (NSFW or SFW all fine)

With EJ, Masky and Hoodie pls 🥺🥺🥺

ej, masky, and hoodie with a s/o that likes to bite

ej, masky, hoodie x reader (nsfw but mostly sfw in there)

HI NONNIEEE!! the first work u asked for is otw!! i just decided to post this one first because the other is longer lol

tw/cw: marking/biting (duhhh), nsfw, guys theres gore in the photos so beware, fem reader, mentions of blood, scratching, cigarette burns on skin/clothes, spanking, slapping, slight somnophilia kink

EYELESS JACK

you like to mark him:

at first he was reluctant, he thought his skin was already ruined enough at it was. you assured him that it's fine, and that he's the most handsome boy you've ever laid your eyes on. (you both cringed at that but he lowk loved it cos hes canonically insecure abt his skin)

once you did it the first time.. this man could not get enough. literally begged you to do it over and over again. he's obsessed with it. you almost got tired of it (you could never tho)

loves when you leave little kitten licks on the mark; he loves the feeling so much like he could just eat you

loves when your on top of him as you give him hickeys— especially when your sitting on top of him and your hips are grinding against his.

lets out really silent whimpers as you mark him, so silent you don't even hear them most of the time. but when you're near his throat, you can faintly hear them.

gets hard so easily from you biting/marking him.

obsessed with when you have lipstick on and leave little lipstick stains on his cheeks or really any part of his body.

...loves when you mark him near the base of his cock— whether its lipstick stains or his hickeys. he just loves seeing the marks as he jerks off when your not around him. (yall im going to hell)

he likes to mark you:

after he begins to mark you he does not stop. sucks on the skin until its a dark purple/green.

sometimes he even likes to bite through the skin and lick up the blood— if you're okay with it of course.

gets really turned on when you let him break skin, usually ends up in him bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you silly. the blood gets him so riled up.

whenever you both are not busy he constantly has his teeth in your neck; not all the time but often. sometimes he'll just sneak up behind you and take a bite like you're some sort of snack.

he likes to mark you around your collarbone and neck; makes you wear v necks around the mansion so people can see the piece of art he created on your neck.

he was really gentle with it at first— asking you if it hurt or if you were ok. he has a higher pain tolerance than normal he has a hard time knowing the limits, but when you tell him it's ok and tell him you want more? he just can't help himself.

if he's marking you and you both have nothing to do it usually always ends up in him dicking you down. this mans sex drive is HIGH

asks you to sit on his lap any chance he gets and let him mark you.

guys this man is just so obsessed with marking— gn.

MASKY

you like to mark him:

masky n tim are very different.. tim is such a sweetie pie but masky is a whole 'nother thing. but lets talk about masky

this man.. he's so down bad for you marking him like the second you asked he started rushing you to come over here and start sucking on his neck.

all that and he still won't ever take off his mask— but maybe he'll lift it just enough for you to leave lipstick stains and hickeys down his jawline.

i don't even know whether he prefers the lipstick stains or hickeys. he loves when you break skin though, he's just so into it and it gets him so hot n sweaty.

also obsessed with the way you leave scratch marks down his back when he pounds into you, likes looking at them in the mirror and how they burn in the shower

when you're leaving marks around his neck you can really smell the earthy/woody scent he has.. and a faint smell of cigarettes' on him.

likes when you mark him as hes smoking a cig; two of his favorite things at the same time? sign him up

has to have some sort of grip on your thighs while you mark him, he's obsessed with your thighs.

it js makes him so horny when you have your teeth sunken down into his skin.

wants you to leave lipstick stains on the collar of his shirt or hoodie.. idk man he js loves it.

he likes to mark you

oh boy

he lifts up his mask just enough so he can bite you and taste your skin.

thighs. leaves scratches, bites, kisses all over your thighs. he just can't stop man.

begs you to let him mark you all the time, even though it lowk humiliates him.

"please, pretty. i wan' everyone to know your mine."

leaves scratch marks all over your ass and back, idk he's just obsessed with it.

the whole marking thing rlly plays into his obsession with letting everybody know your his. he's really possesive.

this one might be a lil.. yk. but if you're okay with it and let him, he likes to leave cigarette burns on your thighs. something about stubbing out a cigarette 0n you just does something to him. or he likes leaving cigarette burns on your clothes that you don't mind being ruined.

the way he marks you is just so diverse, you don't know whats next, a bite or??

also likes to spank you or js see your ass red.. seeing the pretty light red shade on your ass does something to him. when you guys are fucking he'll grip/spank your ass hard, he likes seeing his hand prints on your ass.

HOODIE

you like to mark him

when it comes to marking, hoodie and brian are relatively similar but hoodies way more kinky w/ it.

hoodie does not hesitate to do it in public. begs you to mark him all over while you guys are in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of people around.

wants you to leave them in the most noticeable places like his neck and jaw.

he just wants you all over him honestly. he wants you ontop of him littering his chest with kisses and hickies. hes so obsessed with you marking him and you can smell the strong but faint smell of cologne on him (idk how that works dont ask me)

looks down his shirt randomly just to see the marks you left on him.

every time he sees one fading he asks you to do it again.

just like ej he likes when you leave marks near the base of his dick, it just adds to the pleasure when the forming hickey is throbbing while you're sucking him off.

he likes to mark you

doesn't stop once he starts.

hes kinda a sadist tbh

doesn't do anything like cigarette burns like masky. but likes to take a smoke while you mark him. he doesn't smoke often though.

hickeys and lipstick stains are his favorite. slapping you and seeing the red slowly creep onto your face tops all of that + bruises aswell.

doesn't slap you just to inflict pain; surprisingly. he just wants to see the red marks on your pretty 'lil face

takes pictures of the marks he left on you with his camera and jerks off to them later.

praises you but also degrades you at the same time as he marks you.

"fuck, you're my cute lil' slut aren't you? so adorable with my hickeys all over her."

grips at your thighs hard while you guys are fucking; hard enough to leave dark bruises. he admires then while you sit on his lap later on.

speaking of sitting on his lap,, he loves when you're sitting ontop of him or you're on your knees infront of him as he lightly slaps you on the face, just enough to leave his handprint.

also likes spanking your ass and leaving bruises on it

squeezes your ass later to hear you wince in slight pain.

marks you while your sleeping and likes to see your reaction when you wake up

kisses the marks he leaves on you

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whaleofatjme1920 · 2 months

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Passing Autumn Nights

[Proxies (Toby, Masky, Hoodie) X GN!Reader]

[Warnings: Like, none?]

[AN: also known as the 'fuck me i just miss autumn' fic and LOVE writing slice of life things.]

[1356 words <3]

Reblogs are appreciated!

Moments like these never last forever. Fleeting, careless, and bittersweet, they remind you of a time long, long passed. The moon is rising and a chill runs through the air. It oddly warms you and reminds you of friends that pass in and out of your life just as freely, though in your past life it might have caused you minor concern.

You sit on the hood of this stupid car Toby stole. It’s sporting a giant dent in the side, and some of the paint near the tires is rusting but it’s taken care of the four of you so far. In your hand is a pack of cigarettes. You don’t smoke. You tried it once and hated it, coughing up like a crude imitation of a dragon lighting up your first attempt, and never tried again after that. They’re actually Tim’s; he wants you to hold them to help kick his habit.

Brian says it’s a sign he’s trusting you more and more. After all, no one knows Tim like him, and you trust your right hand’s judgment.

Laying in the back seat is Brian himself. His forearm is over his eyes to shield them from the harsh overhead lights in the parking lot. He smells like pine, the woods, a bit of whiskey but not too much. He’s got his back windows rolled down as he waits with you for Toby and Tim to finish whatever the hell they’re doing inside the grocery store. You all needed some cash, and Tim has ways of getting it without any suspicion raised. Whole registers, wallets, purses, things lifted without so much as a smile on his face and an oddly friendly, ‘have a nice day’ in response.

In your hands, you play with the lighter Tim also left with you. You flick it a few times before finally hearing your right hand’s voice.

“Leave it,” he hums tiredly, not bothering to move his forearm from his closed eyes. “Thing’s low enough.”

You smile softly and cap it before resting it back in your jacket pocket. For a mid October day, it’s only a little cold, which is surprising. You expected it to be chillier. Or maybe that’s just your proxy blood telling you to not register cold the way a human might. There’s scrapes all over your body, some from missions, others from training, only one from The Operator himself. You trace over the heated mark on your clothed thigh and internally wince, remembering when you upset him. “Sorry,” you apologize half heartedly as you run your thumb in slow circles over the smooth box of cigarettes. “Just get antsy waiting.”

Brian hums again in response as if to ask ‘why’, but makes no further move to press. He just smiles slightly in response to your presence. “You can always ask them how they’re doing,” he says. When you glance over your shoulder to peer at him through the windshield, he tapes at his temple. Head talk, of course.

You squint a bit across the parking lot and feel a small bout of relief wash through your system as Tim and Toby step out of the store, bags in hand from legitimate purchases, and well, you can feel the things they acquired outside of legal bounds. “No need to,” you say in response to Brian.

“Get off the hood,” Tim chides you slightly, but he makes no further move to disturb you. It’s said much like an older brother would to a pesky younger sibling.

In solidarity, and out of a love for annoying his leader, Toby haphazardly opens the trunk of the car, tosses the bags inside which earns a scowl from Tim, and then bounds over to sit on the hood with you. He leans back a bit, resting his tired body alongside yours. “Kinda crowded in there,” he says to you, knowing you’re curious about how it all went. “Bit too crowded for a Thursday at 8pm,” he muses further. He runs his fingers through his chopped brown hair, gazing at the night sky. The moon has always captivated him. Reminds him of simpler times. He likes autumn just as much as you do, and this feels like the best it’s going to get.

“What took you guys so long, then?” You inquire as you and Toby listen with half attention to Brian and Tim’s conversation. Something about future work, run of the mill proxy lifestyle things.

Toby rummages around in his pockets and pulls out a handful of dum dum lollipops he lifted. He gives you a toothy grin and nods for you to pick a flavor before he settles on blue raspberry after you’ve chosen. He crinkles the wrapper, shoves it in his pocket and then holds his hand out for you to give him your wrapper as well. He pops the sweet thing in his mouth and savors the taste before shrugging a bit, “you know Tim. That’s how it always is.” He smiles when Tim taps the windshield in slight annoyance.

“C’mon, get back in the car. We got somewhere to go,” Tim says as he starts the car up. Either you two get in, or he’s driving with you two strapped to the top of the car.

“Shotgun-!”

“Sh-oh come on,” Toby sighs in defeat as you snicker in triumph and slide off the hood of the car. You pat his shoulder and then round your way to the passenger seat, settling in and feeling oddly warmer despite not registering you were cold to begin with. You watch as Toby slouches his way to the backseat with Brian, who at first, does not want to move for the former runt. When Toby shoves him, Brian only laughs and tells him to ‘not get your panties in a bunch’.

“So, where are we going?” You ask as Tim puts the car in drive and smoothly leaves the parking lot. You’re always surprised at the places proxies end up. Right now, you’re in southern Illinois right around Ruth’s hometown. You wouldn’t tell her, but you visited her family’s farm and left a small gift. She would say it’s far too much, and even dangerous for proxy influence to be near her folks and younger siblings but The Operator’s always been fond of her. He wouldn’t hurt them. Not while she performs beautifully for him.

Tim props his left arm up on the sill of the car window, resting his head there as he drives with one hand. He’s very relaxed, preferring driving at night as opposed to dealing with everyone else when the sun is out shining. He won’t admit it either, but he loves autumn nights like these too. He watches the lights of the town start to fade as you head further south. “Stopping in a small proxy town, meeting with EJ, then Jeff is gonna tag along. Something about… a farm? Lotta farms lately,” he chuckles tiredly. “It’s kinda perfect for Halloween - I’ve never seen The Operator so fascinated with a witch before. So, that. He said he wanted us with those two, and we’ll get further directions once we’re at said farm.”

Brian clears his throat and adjusts his posture so he’s sitting up. “That farm gonna have pumpkins?” He asks. It’s surprisingly out of character for your right hand, arguably one of the most brutal proxies in your team.

Tim shrugs. “Fuck if I know.”

You laugh softly, “why? You wanna carve some?”

Some part of Brian’s old world personality shines through. His smile, the crinkle in his eyes despite him being older and no longer a college student but a weathered, jaded proxy is visible as he nods slightly. “Yeah,” he sniffs slightly, gaze now falling out the window at the orange, red and yellow trees visible from the car’s headlights as you pass, only to see them disappear as the four of you roll through. “Always liked autumn,” he says.

There’s that warm, gentle feeling again. You focus on your lollipop, feeling the presence of something mulled and sweet. This is as good as it’s gonna get.

“Yeah,” a pause, “me too.”

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