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intimidating-fettuccine · 6 months

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Slender likes to say he doesn’t pick favorites. If anyone ever asks him, he’ll always say that he values everyone in his mansion the same, that he loves them all equally, however… When you’re sitting at that dining table, it’s so easy to disprove those claims.

The way he sets your plate and silverware down with such care, the way he always prepares your favorite meals, makes sure the fridge is freshly stocked with your favorite drinks. It doesn’t matter if you’re seated beside him, or any one specific resident at the table, his eyes are always on you, filled with such joy to have you there.

Your visits are the ones that bring him the most joy.

Whether you’re his employee today, or perhaps you’ve chosen to be his lover, or maybe you’ve taken the popular route of viewing him as a father, he doesn’t mind. Each and every one of you is different in how you view him, but he always views you as his favorite.

You come to him for comfort, you come to him for humor, you come to him for happiness, or to spice things up. When you’re sad, or when you’re lonely, when you’re feeling weak and crumbling to the weight of those troublesome voices in your head that tell you horrible things that aren’t true, and he’ll always be waiting there to dispel those voices for you, to remind you how wonderful you are, and how needed and loved you are. He’ll always have a warm drink and a delicious snack waiting, a comfortable blanket kept in his office just for you to wrap yourself up in. He’ll always have a new work story, or a tale about one of the others, anything to bring about a hint of a smile on those wonderfully unique faces of all of you.

When you get a victory, when you pass your tests or get that job, when you finally manage to get out of bed and eat something, or remember to drink some water. When you finally laugh for the first time in a few weeks, or go a whole day without a hint of sadness, he’s right there beside you, cheering you on. He adores you so much, and regardless of why you’re paying him a visit, he’ll always be there to welcome you with open arms.

Even when you’re not even running through those mansion doors to see him. Perhaps you’re here to play games with BEN, or you’re choosing to take care of Toby for the day, or you’ve finally decided to see what it’s like to pay Jason a visit and let him care for you for a change. His arms are still open, still welcoming you into the mansion, whether you’re going out for coffee with Jane, or here to spend time goofing off with Jeff forgetting the world, it doesn’t matter to Slender. So long as you walk out those front doors feeling better, feeling even a bit happier than when you entered, he’s at peace.

When he can hear your resounding laughter amongst the group and crowd of the mansion, when you’re happily bundled up next to your chosen partner of the day, he’s always blessed to see you. He often wonders, what have you chosen today? Have you searched for angst, or fluff, or comfort? Why have you chosen a new person to read about? What draws you into them? Does this new resident make you just as happy as your comforting favorite you’d always turn to on those lonely late nights curled up in bed? Do they treat you well? He hopes they do. He hopes that no matter where you’re finding the words your eyes are skimming over that you’re happy to be in their company.

Or, maybe he’s not greeting you at the door. Maybe he sees you in passing as you run down the busy streets in the Underworld towards Zalgo’s castle. He always checks in with him, to make sure he’s treating you well on these days, that you’re doing alright, and of course, Zalgo always reports back that you’re being well taken care of. It makes his heart happy to hear that.

He hopes you’ll visit him again soon. He’s content to know you’re happy living out whatever idea your brain has come up with, whatever you’ve requested to have written or stumbled across in your endless hours of scrolling. He just hopes you don’t forget him, and that you’ll stop by and say hello. He’s taken care of you all these years, and he misses you.

For some of you it could be months, for some of you it could be a decade, but the time doesn’t matter to him. He’s stood beside you and watched you grow, watched as you’ve stumbled and watched as you’ve stood back up, and that brings him more joy than he can say. There are times where you don’t visit for a few days, or weeks, or months, or years. You move on to new places to visit, different people in different worlds, and that’s okay. That’s okay, so long as they take care of you and cherish your company in the same way that he does.

He just wishes you the best, in everything, and he wants you to always remember that. No matter how much time passes, you’ll always have an open seat at his dining table, wherever you want it, so don’t be shy, and remember that you can always stop by to greet him.

He’s always ready at those marbled double doors, waiting for them to swing open so he can greet you with a hug yet again, just like he always has.

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creepy-friday · 9 months

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More Creepypasta Mansion Headcanons

Warnings: dark content,violence,

blood,mental illness and drugs mentions,suggestive content

if your room is close to Jeff or Ben,you're not getting any sleep.Both of them would play loud obnoxious music;Jeff would blast metal while the blonde would play hours of techno music while gaming sounds would be heard plus inappropriate loud sounds from whatever he's watching/playing/enjoying himself to

The calmest and safest times are during breakfast or when the others eat in general,everytime someone is in the kitchen they just do their own thing and leave

EJ doesn't need sleep,so if you happen to wander the hallways at night you might bump into him

Slenderman doesn't care about anything that doesn't directly affect him,he would actually be pissed if a resident would complain about something that he doesn't care about,that's why all the creeps can be unhinged at times

One violent fight has to happen at least once per month we all know the violent motherfuckers who start it and an argument has to happen at least once per day

If you're a shy and an empathetic person then your stay in the mansion can be hell,that's why you should stick with the ones who can make your life a little bearable

Even lone wolves like EJ and Bloody Painter don't stay alone for long periods of time.If you're isolated for a long period of time you might hear the static again..some say it's Slenderman who doesn't want his creeps to be alone because the eldritch might care about them,some say that it's because their loneliness can get into their quality of work and it would piss him off

Besides the blood and the desperation,most creeps keep themselves clean,but you might see some residents like Jeff who can wear the same pair of sweatpants for 7 days in a row

If you need money you can simply go to Ben,he will either order what you need for you or make himself useful and get you some cash,altough he is a little fuck and wants something in return even if it's HIS JOB to provide the residents what they need.Maybe a blowjob under the desk will do

Drugs are easy to obtain,even Nina has a bottle of something hidden inside her room,you just have to know what you want

One of the top unspoken rules between the residents is to never,in under any circumstances,never enter another creep's room without permision,the only keys that are provided are to proxies rooms.

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festering-obsession · 10 months

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How You Fell Into Their Trap

TW/CW: Self- Destructive Behavior, Hollywood-ized Disorders, Yandere/Dark Behavior, Violence, Dubious Consent, Drugging, Slight Divergence from Source, Canon-Typical Violence

A/N: Pacing could be weird in both stories. In both, the reader is pondering the past before it jumps to the present to help with any confusion before reading!!

Slenderman:

You want to tear your eyes out, pull at your skin, and scream until nothing left can be heard. It would be better than the constant paranoia eating at you. The splitting headaches and the dazed look on your face as you slowly forget what day it is.

No medicine, no drug can even make you lose an ounce of these random episodes. What's worse, it that they seem to drag on longer and occur more. You wipe the bile off the corner of your mouth as you lean next to the wall in front of the toilet.

The doctors even are puzzled. They best the can sum it up to is you’re faking it. Your body is faking it. Then why can't you stop any of it? In fact, you beg your body to stop.

You can't ignore the fact that you were a sickly child. Constantly falling under nearly the same symptoms but after your parents moved, it stopped. Occasional bouts here and there, but maybe the cleaner air farther from the city helped. Your parents agreed that you eventually just grew out of your sickness, hoping to move on and forget.

But you could never forget the same figure that haunted you since a child. The same tall, white figure, faceless, in a suit. He was everywhere. As soon as you looked, he was there for a split second. And you could feel his hostile aura waiting to strike and kill you. Even as an adult, that face haunted you.

You tried to pin point what triggered your episodes. Maybe after you went to the forrest with your friend, maybe a weird bug bit you? Or you contracted an infection somehow? The forest was beautiful. Tall trees, lush grasses, variety of flaura, and the mountains raised in the backdrop. All was suppose to go well, but going there was the worst mistake of your life. The previous delusions you seemed to have increased tenfolds and it seemed you threw you friend in the same fate as you.

The two of you wandered the forest after the wind rushed and seemed to grip the map from his hands. And even better? Not a lick of signal. When night time hit, you entered a real life nightmare. The figure that haunted you as a child came back. And scarier than ever. But this time, he also saw it.

Your friend gripped your hand as the two of you narrowly escaped the almost glitching creature. Appearing behind, then in front, and then in a damn tree. When you lost track of the figure, your friend was also losing track of himself. He heaved as he gripped at his hair before pulling at it. Above your own urge to do the same, you tried to grab his hands and stop him. Your friend looked at you as he began to claw at his eyes.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME." He roared as blood began to seep down him. "He told me, he told me that if I touch you, my death will be put in his hands." He sobbed out scooting away from you.

"He? Who's he?" You cried out, confused as you saw your friend trying to hurt himself.

"Him. The man. The one in the shadows. He told me that if I even look at you anymore, he'll rip my eyes out himself." He banged his head on the ground, still clawing at his eyes. "But he granted me the mercy to at least do it myself." Your friend reached for a jagged rock and brought it to his face.

Your head was filled with static to the point you passed out, and awake in your living room. You wanted it to be a dream, but it was farther from the truth. Your coworker and close friend, hung himself in the same place you two hiked at two days prior.

It was your fault, and you couldn't bring yourself to let it happen again as you hauled yourself in your apartment. Refusing contact with anyone. You were just meant to be a disease.

The apartment went on fire, and you never felt more estatic. Finally, you would greet death with open arms, and your family wouldn't live with the regret if you took your own life. Shit, maybe they could even sue to gain some money off your death. Maybe you'd actually bring fortune to someone.

You laid pliant on your bed, smoke filtering inside your room as the fire danced and spread around the room. A smile on your face before you felt its presence again.

The tall figure hovering over you this time, but no sickness accompanied with it. Faceless, except spots that were slightly sunken in that could be mistaken for one, put a finger up to his face presumably to its mouth. He then disappeared and you fell into unconsciousness with it as well.

And appeared back in the same fucking forrest. This time, surrounded by three human(ish) men.

A crazed man with goggles and a mask, wielding a bloodied axe. Next to him, was a seemingly timid one, dressed in an orange hoodie and when you tried to focus closer, all that greeted you was red, sullen eyes. A feminine mask graced the other one as he donned an orange bomber jacket.

Your mouth felt dry and when you tried to scream, it came out a pathetic groan for help. They clearly had no interest in doing so, more concerned on talking to one another in poorly hushed voices.

"You handled them too rough! If they get a bruise, he won't like it." One choked out in a worried tone.

"They're not a doll, they're fine. And besides, it's not like he told us to deliver them to him in 5-star hotel. He wanted them to be brought to the forest and we did. I'm sure he wouldn't be fond if we held on them too long, so to the floor they go." The one behind the mask spoke, steady voiced.

And another air of static rose around you, stiffening your surroundings. You fell in and out of consciousness and could barely even tell if time was moving, or not.

The men had left sometime ago, 3 hours or minutes? You didn't know. All you could feel was the mossy earth and crushed leaves beneath your slightly aching body.

Vision blurred as the man in the black and white dotted across behind your eye lids in mind as you slipped unconscious into a fever like dream. But this time, it didn't make you sick. It was replaced by a sense of, longing? What was once your nightmare incarnated, seemed softer (even for lack of facial features).

You felt as if watching yourself in third person, your figure collapsed on the floor of a velvety chapel, a heavy white [dress/tuxedo] weighing you down to the ground as you could hear a low melody playing in the background, a church hymn low in the distance as the pianist follows suit.

Pushing yourself up with your two arms, your mind follows the red path trailing to the center. You hear murmuring in the distance but as you scanned your surroundings, no one was there. Just the tall white figure dressed in the clean tuxedo.

You felt yourself gliding towards him, despite not even getting up on your feet. But when you looked down, you saw the inky black tendrils span out like tiny veins combining to makin thick ropey tentacles. They slowly brought you towards him as your hands slowly held onto the decaying flower bouquet.

You opened your mouth only to find no words were coming out. You gripped at your lips, trying to force something out to protest against whatever this was but the sweet piano was only heard echoing throughout.

Finally, you were brought to the empty pillar, but the entity's limbs never left your body. Instead, it seemed to latch onto your harder, as it expanded over your body. You gazed over the empty chapel, but the long and slender hands of the monster in front of you made you look at him.

Blank, faceless, pale, but you could feel the tension in the air as he stared at you in his own way. His stark white body contrasting deeply with his black tuxedo. You felt tears rush down your face but the monster seemed to enjoy that sight. As your face came close to his, the static in your head grew. The only word you could make out amiss all the noise was mine.

As your lips finally made contact with the blank slate of a man, you woke up in a large bed. As you glanced around, you found dust on the bed, but everything else looking surprisingly in pristine condition.

Just as you were about to scream, a large hand grasped your shoulder. The entity, that monster. But, instead of the normal vomit inducing headache and static you would feel when you confronted him was gone.

Yet, that [dress/tuxedo] from the dream still remained. As you looked down at your outfit in confusion, the monster slipped his hands under your chin to meet his gaze. The static-like voice replaced with a deep soothing, voice finally talked as his other hand made it up your back.

"Now that your officially mine, I can't find myself being able to hold back much longer."

Jeff The Killer:

Jeffery always seemed on the brink of becoming unhinged. Ever since building up to the, incident. His family moved to the neighborhood, normal enough. His parents, his brother, all seemed well. Even at first meetings Jeffery looked sane enough at first glance. Nothing stood about him. Like every other teenage boy. His light brown hair framed his face in the typical unkempt way with his blue eyes shining against his complexion. His clothes were obviously picked out by his mother since he never cared to actually shop for his wardrobe.

He was not your first choice to be friends with. But as your parents grew cozy with his, they near forced you to befriend the quiet boy.

It was awkward. Standing next to him at the bus stop with small talk eventually landed to you two sitting on the bus together. It grew to where he would spare you an earbud to play music on his music player. Then, it turned to you actually seeking him out during class projects, not because you had no one else to, but you began to somewhat enjoy his company.

You began to come to his house, and him to your house without the prompting of your parents. Maybe you were just as strange as him which explained the quicker connection between the two of you. It ranged from drawing, reading horror stories to eachother on the ever growing "internet", running to the near gas station for a snack stop only to get brain freezes from racing eachother who could drink their slushie faster.

His interests slowly grew darker. Darker videos, interests in the occult and local murders and death, and even visiting previous crime scenes. You didn't notice at first, you enjoyed the more taboo subjects, but he seemed to take it on a different level. But like you, he was just a young adult trying to figure out the big world, right...?

As his interests grew more morbid, a group of boys began to pick on him. His brother did what he could do to halt them as you tried to center Jeffery's attention elsewhere, but you knew it was beginning to wear him down.

He fought them. Not only did he fight one by himself, but three. He was scuffed up, but the other boys more so. You felt in a daze. Although it was self defense, he would be put in the blame. He came to your house soon after, but he wasn't in a panic. He was happy. Estatic. You fussed over his bruises and small cuts as you dabbed on first aid supplies. He couldn't stop talking for the death of him. You ignored most of it as he tended to talk lots of nonsense most the time, but a sentence stood out you couldn't ignore.

"I never felt more alive."

He looked at you. His blue eyes shining threw his choppy, layered hair. He gently held your wrist in the middle of applying an antibiotic cream.

"S/o, I want you to know, if anything happens, you're coming with me. I promise that." His once happy persona faded as he stared at you solemnly. You nodded slowly and continued patching him up.

When the police came, his brother Liu took his spot and told them it was him. You've never seen Jeffery so desperate to admit his own crimes but the police left, leaving the younger brother. It changed something in him. He only trusted Liu and you. But with him gone, he was clingy and.. handsy. Always trying to have you physically touching him in some way. Either him pressed up against your side or his hand wrapped around yours. His twisted mind finally grasping the concept of how easily people can be taken from him.

To no one's surprise, he did get in trouble more at school. His parents blaming him for getting into so much trouble in his senior year. To your surprise, not too long after that fight, his parents forced him to go to a party with them as a way to "clean" up their image. Like the loyal friend you were, you went with him.

It all happened too fast. His bullies were back as ready for vengeance all the same as if they didn't cause enough damage. One grabbed at you taunting him, "No big brother now, and no [girlfriend/boyfriend] to help you either!" One cackled as they drew a knife near your throat. He never had lost his composure so fast as he saw you. In his mind, you were his and that disgusting shit touched you.

Pure chaos erupted as two boys dropped dead. Blood on both men. Police were called but none came fast enough. Tears went down your face as you tried to grab one of them to stop but your parents held you back in horror watching them fight. Eventually Jeffery got the advantage and took time to prepare his next move in state of manic happiness. He didn't mind the bleach dripping down his frame. He had murder on his mind.

"Remember my promise. I will come to get you soon!" He looked back at you before he grabbed onto the knife and lodged it into the attackers chest. You felt dizzy with the scene in front of you, finally hearing sirens from the cops.

The final movement from the attacker lifted up a match and sent Jeffery on fucking fire. A blood curling scream from the crowd erupted before you felt sick to your stomach and passed out.

He was sent to the hospital, and as much as you were trying to visit him, only family was allowed. Countless nights you worried over the health of a boy you didn't even want to be friends with in the beginning. Too weak to talk to him one on one. All information you got on his wellbeing was from his parents who were already stressed enough.

When he was finally released from hospital and was being sent home, your parents allowed you to visit him the following morning.

As the sun rose and birds chirped, you sprinted to his house with the latest music DVDs and horror movies that he missed out on. You knocked on the door as you barely contained your glee for seeing him.

The door opened. It was unlocked. And the smell of metal wafted to your nostrils. You peaked your head and opened the already ajar door.

And you screamed as blood was splattered in every corner.

But, that was years ago. No longer the dumb teenager you were, but yet it was still stained on your mind. The countless headliners for the news, the police interviews, the therapy sessions. You moved far away from that neighborhood but no matter where you go, the memories would still follow.

Although a murderer now, still on the loose which scared you to your core, you yearned for the nostalgic Jeffery. The one before the murders.

You placed the book of photos down, gingerly touching the photo where you and Jeffery clicked slushies together. It was over now though, that was the past.

That night as you laid to rest, you felt the cold breeze of the nightly wind under your sheets.

You also felt cold wet drops on your face as a hand slapped against your mouth before you could fully register what was happening.

A manic grin spread from ear to ear, scared red against deathly pale skin. Eyes a dull blue with dark eyebags. The hair was jet black and frayed in a shaggy like mullet.

His other hand held your arms in one grip as he started laughing.

"Oh, s/o, I finally found you." He cried out in-between bursts of laughter.

"But where the fuck were you when I needed you. Where were you when I told you I'd come to get you."

And your heart dropped as you mumbled through his fingers. "Jeffery, is that you...?"

"The one and only and STOP AVOIDING THE QUESTION. WHERE WERE YOU?" He begged out, his happiness dropped. "It was suppose to be just me and you. Just us against the world. I needed you to wait for me. But when I finally got my own footing, you left!"

"I fucking missed you. But now, " He shifted eagerly as he straddled your hips. "I'm myself. This is what I was meant to be, and can you even accept that?"

You look at him in shock, your whole body feels like it was dropped in freezing water. Your heart was in the dilemma of whether it's about to stop or keep beating as wildly as possible.

"I don't expect you to respond now. But you will answer me later, you whore." He leaned down and took his hand off your mouth. "I hate that I still like you even after you abondoned me."

His lips hovered over yours teasingly. "I fucking hate the fact you're still as beautiful as the day you left me. But now, you're staying with me." Despite his taunting demeanor, there is an act of urgency, desperation, in his next moves.

His lips connected to yours within seconds as you tried to squirm away. His hands still holding yours away from pushing him. His hand gripped your cheek as he pushed the back of your head to deepen the kiss.

And then you felt a foreign pill slip into your mouth as Jeff still kept the kiss connected, forcing you to swallow.

"Go to sleep." He breathes out, finally pulling away from your lips. You are hit with an unfamiliar urge to go unconscious. Your limbs feel unbearably heavy as your eyelids begin to close again. The last thing you see before your eyes shut is his insanely stretched out smile and his lovesick eyes glaring at you.

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[Heyyy I’m alive guys. Work and school kicked my ass but I’m still here.]

#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x darling #yandere scenarios #yandere monster #monster x reader #monster boyfriend #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta imagines #jeff the killer x reader #slenderman x reader

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hatchetno1 · 4 months

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hello hi wifi bet you won't do a scenerio where you're baking together with the pastas ‼️ I want messy ass kitchen shenanigans ‼️ who'd make a mess yet have delicious food? super clean but disgusting food?

if you don't wanna do this it's ok 🐧

hey penpen!! dw about it, since this scenario is a wholesome one i’ll try to write the wholesome fanon version of them so here goes

cw: wholesome. if you're looking for dark content, I'M SORRY word count: 482

toby would MESS THE FUCK UP like no joke the counter is full of flour there are chocolate chips everywhere. toby goes “CHOCOLATE CHIPS CHOCOLATE CHIPS—WOO!” it’s to the point you can’t tell if the whooping is real or if it’s a vocal tic.

the food you made comes out…decent. because all he did was just dump a full bag of chips into the cookie dough. no way in hell are you letting him touch the food. oh, but cleanup is going to be a pain.

ben can’t bake so he just watches you.

actually you don’t know if he can’t touch the stuff because he’s an apparition or if it’s because he just…doesn’t want to.

baking with ben is miserable. you cannot convince me otherwise. but he eats the food like a little bitch anyway.

bonus: he calls the whole mansion over to eat the cookies while you’re asleep so you have none left for breakfast/snacks tomorrow.

jeff… uh. i can see him absolutely torching the place. baking with him is barely baking, it’s more of trying to get him not to blowtorch the dough to bake it.

“y/n what if i blowtorch the whole thing” no. no, jeff. that’s not how it works.

but if you’re dating jeff, chances are you’re the type to let your intrusive thoughts win anyway.

there is no food when you’re done.

ej is actually decent!! he’s calm and collected and he knows what he’s doing. it’s more likely that you don’t know what you’re doing and he guides you.

oh, he stands behind you and gently holds your hands and guides you in kneading the dough, and you feel his breath on your neck and he says “yes, that’s it, darling. you’re doing so well.”

you’re too busy blushing by the end of it to actually savor the cookies. and all you can think of when eating the leftovers the next day is how he held you…

you’re saving baking with ej for a special occasion. your heart can’t handle this.

not sure if you want slenderman but i really cannot imagine him baking as the operator. but i did say it’ll be wholesome so here goes

slender’s tentacles basically do everything for you. “don’t worry,” he says, “I’ll do all the work. sit back and relax, my dear.” he reassures you that it’s not a burden and insists, but when you whine that it’s not fun when you don’t do it together, he lets up.

he still doesn’t let you do a lot of work though. but occasionally he’ll scoop up a bit of dough from the bowl and feed you, so you can’t complain.

if you decide to cheekily suck on his finger, he’ll chuckle.

“my dear, we can save that for later. it is unsanitary.” you pout as he washes his hands again.

the cookies come out delicious though. you can’t complain.

and he feeds you by hand. and you get to suck on his fingers playfully. you can’t complain.

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erinawritesheadcanons2 · 1 year

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Hello, I came because I was looking for things about creepypasta, it's been so long that I really think it's already a little dead- and I saw your writing about them so I came to ask something about that if you still write for them well am I lucky? Anyway, here I go…

slenderman with someone who hangs on him like a koala-

you can include his reaction when it first happened if you want

Slenderman, Jason The Toy Maker, Laughing Jack and Splendorman with S/O who Hangs On Them Like a Koala

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A/N: Thank you Anon for requesting this HCS! I'm sorry for the long update, it has been such a hectic day because of college and research. I hope you understand! Also, this is one of the funniest requests I have received and this makes my day. Thank you for requesting.

Gender: Neutral

Warning: None except profanities

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Slenderman

It is canon that Slenderman is very tall, above than ten feet tall so it was no wonder many people are scared of this faceless creature and no one has a gut to mess with him.

So it is no surprise that you are imagining yourself hanging onto your romantic partner like a monkey that is hanging onto a tree, it is quite an amusing sight.

Because of these thoughts, you finally have the courage to do it just to see your boyfriend's reaction if you are hanging onto him and latching him like a koala would.

Slenderman's first-time reaction when you hung onto his arm like a koala, he was not only surprised but he was also quite confused about why are you hanging onto his arms.

"Darling, why are you hanging into my arms like this. Do you realize that...I am not a tree?" He raised his unexistent eyebrows in confusion.

The second time you are latching up to him and hanging onto his arms like a koala. He is not as much as surprised as before but he was still confused like the first time you were hanging onto his arm before.

"Why do you hang onto his arms like that? Is there any purpose? Or are you just bored and want to entertain yourself by clinging to my arm?" That is mostly what would Slenderman ask himself when looking at you while you are still hanging onto him.

As time goes by and you're always latching up to his arms like a koala would, he would just gonna let you be even though it would annoy him sometimes when he is busy.

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Having Slenderman as your romantic partner has its own perks, especially if you are a book and literature lover because your boyfriend does collect some fiction books with great plot stories and characters. You have free access to your boyfriend's private library and his office room without getting killed in the place.

However, that does not mean you can be fully entertained even if you have this access and you need more than just Reading books to make yourself not get bored. The poor (Y/N) NEED more, it could be going outside and wandering around in the forest, interacting with the other proxies, or anything that just can kill your boredom.

The grandpa clock on the wall still ticking painfully and Slenderman is busy reading the books that he got from stealing other creatures' libraries, for what? Who knows, you never understand your boyfriend's mindset and goal.

Not wanting to die out of boredom, an idea popped and crossed into your mind and the corner of your lips tugged upwards but it was stopped immediately by Slenderman's words."(Y/N) darling, please don't even think like that. I am busy reading this book and don't bother me." But that did not stop the (Y/N) (L/N). Walking very slowly towards your tall faceless boyfriend, there was a buzzing noise in (Y/N)'s head but she/he/they decide to ignore the sound as it gets louder and louder whereas you were getting closer to the faceless giant in front of you. Without any second thought, you leapt into the air as the calves of your legs used as a spring.

"(Y/N)-!" Slenderman accidentally threw his book away seeing you suddenly tackling him. Both of your arms were tightly wrapped around his torso as well as both of your legs. An innocent smile adorned across of your face with a twinkle in both of your eyes that shows 'mischief." He was standing there, frozen in surprise seeing you acting like this but it did not last long before Slenderman takes a deep breath.

"Fine....just don't bother me while I'm reading," Slenderman mutters.

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Splendorman

Now Splendorman may be as tall as his older but he was a little bit shorter than his faceless stuck-up brother so it also means you can hang onto your boyfriend, Splendorman.

Unlike his brother, Splendorman has also more patience than his brother so it was no surprise that you didn't get unpunished by his reaction when you were hanging onto his arms.

There would be even a time he is encouraging you to climb him and then hanging onto his arms like a koala, then. He would laugh because he thinks it was rather funny.

The first time this happens, Splendorman was very surprised by you climbing and hanging onto his arms like a koala. He did not expect it but he did not mind it instead, he find this sight amusing.

He could not help but let out some small giggles here and there while watching you do that. he thinks you look adorable like this and even sometimes even offers you some candy while you are climbing his arms.

Not only he does gives candy to you to make you happy but he also swings his arms gently to rock you if you are getting bored and need some kind of challenge, he wong swings too hard to make you fall off.

He won't get annoyed like Slenderman does if you keep swinging or climbing him like a Koala every day, he just genuinely thinks you are bored and need entertainment or be affectionate.

Thus, if you want to cling to someone like a koala? It is better having him as the 'tree'. He genuinely thinks you look cute doing this to him.

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Lights are everywhere inside the carnival as well as sounds of people chattering around despite the sound was not from a real human. Those loud and lingering sounds actually came from the radio and the speaker just to make the carnival less lonely. A certain peculiar person with (H/C) hair colour and (E/C) eye colour had a date with a certain smiling man.

The two of you hold hands together with a blush adorning both of your cheeks, smiling happily and walking with the certain giant with a polka dot suit. He has been spoiling you since Valentine's day and today he brought you to his personal carnival which is less creepy than Laughing Jack's carnival.

"(Y/N) Sweetiepie. I have a surprise for you but you need to close your eyes and follow me," Splendorman's grin widened.

"What kind of surprise?" You ask him.

"Oh honey, it's a surprise. If I tell you, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore," he puffs both of his cheeks playfully, making himself look like a squirrel.

"Alright, fine. Just don't give me a poisonous candy like that jerk, Laughing Jack," you told him

"I promise I won't," he gently put the blindfold over of your eyes before tying the end of the cloth.

His large and cold hands gently held both of your smaller hands before gently pulling you, "Follow me..." he whispers. Believing your boyfriend, you began stepping forward and following his voice as well as his lead, wondering what kind of surprise he is going to give you.

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It was quite a long walk and (Y/N) could feel both of their/her/his feet began aching in pain after a long stroll together with Splendorman. His voice reaches out to your ears once the two of you stop together, "Now, you can open the blindfold." Your heart began beating like crazy as if it was just gonna pop out of nowhere but you knew Splendorman will never endanger you in any way.

Lowering the blindfold carefully, both of your eyes widen in surprise to see several boxes laid on top of the tables with a pair of chairs facing each other. Of course near the table, there is an enormous teddy bear holding a red heart with a written 'I love you.'

(Y/N) could not help but the smile across your face brightens seeing all of the surprises that Splendorman gave you before you jump up to your boyfriend, squealing in happiness and wrapping your arms around his torso, nuzzling your head on the crook of his neck and hugging him as if he was a soft teddy bear.

The smiling man could not help but he was utterly surprised seeing your reaction but it did not last long as a chuckle escapes from his throat, wrapping his tendrils and arms around you and hugging you closer before his lips placed on top of the crown of your head, "I'm glad you like it, (Y/N)."

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Laughing Jack

Laughing Jack might be one of the tallest proxies in the mansion among the killers after Splendorman and Slenderman but he's also a little bit shorter than them.

Thus, he is also can be climbed like a tree and hugging him like a koala when you are getting bored. Unlike Slenderman, he did not find this strange.

He also did not find it annoying either. Just like Splendorman, he thinks this sight might be really amusing because he did not think you are going to pull this kind of stunt.

However, he is not as nice as Splendorman who he just gonna let you be hanging onto him like a koala peacefully. Nope, Laughing Jack can be a little bit of an ass.

The reason I am saying this is because he will in fact gonna swing your pretty hard just to scare you off and pretend he will gonna drop you just for shit giggles.

Oh, you are still not getting scared by that prank that he just pull out on you? he will do so much worse than just swinging you hard. Laughing Jack would even try to tickle you out of nowhere until you laugh your ass off and let him go.

He's not going to be ass forever though so don't worry about him keep being an annoying piece of shit. WHen he was nice, he would offer you a candy that is not poisonous and save for you to eat.

Sometimes would let you hang onto him while he is watching his favorite shows and would be sweet enough for cuddling you closer to his arms

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it was never a boring day having Laughing Jack as your boyfriend, he always had a bright idea to make the day more fun and enjoyable despite it can be sometimes really chaotic and could make Slenderman angry because of the mess. But it did not last long until recently.

Today there's supposed to be a mission given by the faceless man to you and your boyfriend by killing people who found out about their secret but those people already got handled by Jeff and Eyeless Jack on the day beforehand so the two of you had a free time after all of those dramas.

(Y/N) and Laughing Jack currently sitting on the couch together with the middle of the sofa are a bowl of wrapped hard candies that Laughing Jack had made for you and himself while watching whatever in front of the TV.

Both of the lids of (Y/N) eyes were getting heavy and heavier with each second, the boredom slowly going to kill them/her/him and going to make (Y/N) fall asleep at any second whereas the certain clown enjoys the horror show about a clown dismembering children. It's not really a TV show, it was a recorded video of him torturing children.

But it did not last long as your eyes opened once again and both of (E/C) eye colours landed on the monochrome clown who keeps giggling like a madman and an idea popped across your mind. The clown did not notice that you were moving very slowly, getting closer to him with each second.

BAM!

Laughing Jack yelped and then his eyes shited at the certain (H/C) hair-coloured killer who already tackling him down. Both of her/his/their arms wrapped around the monochrome clown torso and a smile danced across of (Y/N)'s face. Instead of getting angry, Laughing Jack laughed out loud, seeing what (Y/N)'s just did was hella hilarious.

"HAHAHAHAHA! YOU LOOK LIKE A KOALA!" He pointed out.

"I'm aware of that," you retaliate, popping the tongue out from your mouth.

"Hehehe, were you bored? I'm sorry my little kitten getting bored," he said before one of his fingers took one of the candies and put the sweet inside of your mouth. Accepting his gesture, your lips parted away and let the sweet glide inside of your mouth with a lemon-like flavour covered your whole mouth.

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Jason the Toymaker

Just like Laughing Jack, Jason the Toymaker might be a little bit calmer than Laughing Jack but that doesn't mean he hates physical touch, especially by you.

He might be not as tall as Slenderman and Splendorman but his height is almost the same as Laughing Jack (Which means, he is quite really tall).

So seeing you hanging onto him and cuddling him like a a koala latching on the tree makes his cold heart box melt seeing you like this.

Although he does finds it a little bit weird you're doing this because just like 'Am I really climbable? Why is (Y/N) clinging to my arms like a koala?'

Cuz he never sees adults doing this, he only sees kids doing this and his ex-friend too but that girl was when she was still a kid too although he did not mind it in the end.

He's less of a jerk like Laughing Jack because he's not going to scare you off on purpose just for shit and giggles but he does find it annoying if you do this when he is trying to make a doll.

Just don't hang onto him like a koala when he's working or he will give the scariest glare at you before he kicks you out of his room for distracting him from his job.

Overall, just like a Splendorman and Laughing Jack but much calmer than the two of them. Loves you when you're clingy like this, especially when the two of you hanging out together.

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Tonight was the day after all of the children he had brought turned into a doll and the certain doll maker finally had free time to hang out together with his S/O. Sweats have been trickling down from the scalp of his forehead and those dolls got sent away. Jason the Toymaker is definitely tired after all of the missions that Slenderman has given to him.

He could not wait to just hang out with you and spend the rest of the time together doing something relaxing or maybe going out to ease his upcoming headache. The certain red-haired killer trudges slowly from the abandoned hallway and leaves the dark hallway before he went to the closest room which is the living room.

Inside the living room, he can see the certain killer with (H/C) hair colour with a (H/L) Hair length, the particular person also has a pair of (E/C) eye colours as well as (S/C) skin colour on the screen in front of them/her/him. (Y/N) could not help but yawn as their/her/his finger keeps pressing on the button of the remote TV, keep changing the channels to find an interesting show but none of them made you get excited enough.

Jason could not help but silently chuckles as he sees your condition, he found it was a little bit funny but also a little bit sad that you're bored out of your mind. Even the news that shows the recent kill that proxies had done did not make (Y/N) giddy at all. Instead, it makes (Y/N) yawn harder than before.

Jason slowly approaches you as your ears pick up the sound of his footsteps getting closer to you and your eyes shifted to the certain toymaker. Despite he was grinning creepily, it was just his happy smile as he sees you, "Are you bored, darling?" Jason the Toymaker asks.

You did not say anything to him but to answer his question, you gave him a brief nod before you shifted your butt away from the couch, letting your boyfriend sit next to you. But your next action made the poor red-haired killer startled a little bit. Both of your arms wrapped around his shoulder with legs also wrapped around his waist, gently placing your head on his cold shoulder and nuzzling your head on the crook of his neck.

"Uhh..darling? What are you doing??" he asks, raising his eyebrows a little bit but also smiling a little bit, finding this scene to be amusing.

"Hanging to you like a koala...now shut up," you mumble.

Hearing your answer, Jason could not help but rolls his green eyes playfully at you before he places his long slender fingers on top of your hand, gently giving a soothing rub on the back of your head. He's glad that you're acting a little bit clingy today despite you look like a koala hanging onto him.

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#creepypasta #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta scenarios #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #slenderman #slenderman x reader #slenderman headcanons #splendorman #splendorman headcanons #splendorman x reader #laughing jack #laughing jack x reader #laughing jack headcanons #jason the toymaker #jason the toymaker x reader #jason the toymaker headcanons

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rightous-int · 1 year

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He's fighting his demons but his demos are just his own neurodivergent ass

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tic-toc-clock77 · 2 months

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Slenderman is a "Old People Game" type guy. He plays word searches, crosswords, solitaire and worst of all; Candy Crush.

Jeff and EJ come home in the middle of the night from a mission, body bags of limbs and organs and blood dripping all over while the sounds of the Candy Crush announcer screams from Slender's office

#creepypasta #slenderman headcanons #slenderman #🕷��'s headcaons #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta scenarios #Jeff the killer #Eyeless Jack

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beelaboola · 4 months

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um okay this may be just a cultural difference between us if you don’t understand, but Slender going through a folder of all the potential people who could marry his children? Like, he knows the roster’s mothers, their education, like a whole folder packed with headshots like he’s some fashion editor or whatever

oooh! i wonder what culture does this i wonder? im intrigued!! im guessing this is arranged marriage i think? im not sure, i could totally see this actually !!! (due to nostalgia, i love the slendermansion au w all my heart so lets go with that for this ask)

"hmm yes, this girl would be perfect for you!" its me actually, im that girl HAIUAIIKJS /j

#in my au id like to think that slender isnt a physical being nor a kind one at that #more of a hallucination due to slender sickness #however this is a very funny scenario methinks #i wonder where he got the folders of people to set the creeps up with....#oh well!#ticci toby #slenderman #creepypasta #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta fandom #art #ask

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pasta-in-the-blender · 1 year

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yes im aware no one asked for this but what if teen!y/n was a sleepwalker

No one asked ik but .. silly kid walking around the mansion in the dead of night, seeing shit and literally just waving poor Slender on his first coffee of the day as if it was normal >>>

Just hear me out

You "wake up" and walk out the door thinking probably nothing coherent besides how you want to get some water.

You either walk or crawl or ,, stumble down the stairs straight to the kitchen. Regardless of which way you get downstairs you've already made quite some noise walking around.

Of course, you don't care about the noise, you're too busy getting yourself some water and waving hello to the shadow people who are apparently holding a ball in the main kitchen for some reason.

You get your water and sit down on one of the chairs around the table kicking your feet and humming, enjoying the party I guess..

In the doorframe you notice one absolutely horrified Slenderman.

You, recognize him and wave hi to him too just like the others. He reluctantly waves back and enters the room. Keep in mind, from the outside perspective you look literally possessed...

He pulls out a chair next to you and sits down without saying anything, so since you're polite, you begin a conversation.

"You came to the ball too?"

Blank stare. He looks around the room, back at you.

He inches closer tilts his head and with one hand he (gently) taps on the top of your head.

After finally realizing, he manages to keep himself from laughing he just tells you to "go back to bed"

Yes, he"ll ask you how you liked the secret midnight ball the ghosts have at the mansion. Yes, you are very confused because you have absolutely no recollection of anything that happened.

#HES MY SILLY GUY #MY BLORBO #Poor guy has possessed looking little people humming in the kitchen at 12 pm #I HAVENT WRITTEN CRP IN SO LONG #THIS IS PLATONIC BTW #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #slenderman #teen!yn #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta scenarios

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angelic-dew · 1 year

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yandere slenderman headcanons !

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 📎 ୧・author's note; AFTER A YEAR I DO THIS- I like to do my headcanons separately, so when Jeff is done, I'll link it here. I was going through 'a mood' while writing this so heh

✧༉‧₊˚୨🖤୧・pairing; Yandere! Slenderman x G/N Reader ( you/your pronouns.)

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 📎 ୧・trigger warnings; grammar mistakes, yandere, stalking, murder, messed up topics, kidnapping, toxic relationships, talk of the supernatural, isolation and many other dark themes, dni if you are sensitive towards these such themes.

⚝Just a reminder I don't tolerate nor do I encourage the following topics in reality; I like keeping it strictly to fiction.

🪐. It wasn't a normal or for that matter, a usual occurrence for Slender to fall ever so deeply for one. Especially if that someone is a mere human or even a proxy working under him. Yet, he wasn't the being to feel these such strong emotions that controlled him like if he were a puppet under command from its faithful puppeteer; that's what he initially thought.

🕸. He was so puzzled by these feelings. For hundreds of decades, he has been around for, lurking and haunting through the deep, thick and densely forested woods he inhabits, that feeling was.. foreign to him. Even in his past life, he didn't even experience such overbearing passion for another. This was indeed and life-changing news for his newfound obsession new.

🪐. But what was this feeling? The towering being didn't understand himself. Through all the knowledge and wisdom he has gathered through the innumerable years he has been alive for, it didn't quite add up to what he felt. Was it lust? did he possibly fall in love..? No, that surely couldn't be! After all, was he capable of feeling that? He is a cold-blooded demonic figure who has little to no remorse for his unfortunate victims; this couldn't be. Was he being bewitched? No, that couldn't be.

🕸. Oh but how it was true! He was at a point of pure denial. From his first meeting with you, he couldn't function like his usual self; or should I say he wasn't able to focus on anything else but you. The thought of you ran through his sick mind wildly, capturing his attention every time it did. He even started second-guessing himself at certain points. "Did they have their hair styled that way?" "That look on their face, was it one of shock?", thoughts such as that.

🪐. It was an overbearing feeling that now began to consume his entire mind, which believe me is strong, into an obsessive delusional mess clustered up. The figure felt as if he needed you. Urgently, desperately.. you were his one and only desire to simply gaze upon once more.

🕸. He began to stalk you or if he was busy, he would request for Hoodie or Masky to get the job done, Toby can't be trusted for this specific task. He watched you carefully when he was allowed the chance, peering at you through your window from your room, as the gentle moonlight crept through your room, so was his cold gaze.

🪐. When outdoors he'd watch from the shadows, observing your actions. Gaining various ideas about your schedule and of course likes, interests, etc. Things went so smoothly for him, retrieving information from your day-to-day life. At times he would permit and ask of Hoodie to take something of your possession something meager though. A pen on your desk.. a clothing item.. simple accessories.. Nothing much until things got stranger. Locks of your hair would go missing, a whole pillow vanished.. your perfume/cologne it left completely.

🕸. You felt as if you were going crazy and you started to think of yourself being extra forgetful or well, clumsy. When that definitely wasn't the case. They days went by and more things left your room, something was definitely off now. You became paranoid of your surroundings, looking around,keeping tabs on what is around you at all times. 'Were you going insane?'

🪐. This made Slenderman's job harder of course until he came up with an idea. Why doesn't he keep you away all for himself, surely it is a bit selfish! But it's better to have you safe from outsiders such as your pathetic excuse for a family, in his words. While he was preparing for you to be with him, forever. Odd and heartwrenching events transpired, loved ones you were close with began disappearing. Not one trace was left of them. You were alone. But that would be your new normal.

🕸. So one faithful night, you were struggling to sleep until you eventually gave in. The figure crept into his room. His heart beat a million miles an hour within his chest, that's if he had a heart. Remember what he was going to do? Take you away from your home. Isolate you.

🪐. That's what happened exactly, he took you away to a smaller, abandoned mansion located in his same forest. Placing your unconscious body on the cushiony bed in the room he prepared for you, he left to take care of matters. Not before securely locking the entrances to the house, he can't take chances at this point. You were finally in his grasp!

🕸. When you eventually woke up, the sight before you was one you didn't expect in all of your years. This room was out of the ordinary.. foreign.. then what else was surprising? All your 'missing' items were laid out before you in a room that was decorated with what you like? How did this even happen? Your eyes gazed upon the walls which were painted in your favorite colour.

🪐. Well, what timing was this? within a few minutes, a certain slender figure opened the door to your room. Pleased with the sight bestowed before him, his dearly beloved awake and looking at him with fearful eyes? no! you love him, you're just confused. Well yes, you will indeed live in that same 'confusion' for the rest of your days spent being his one and only darling.

#yande.re #yandere creepypasta #yandere slenderman #slenderman #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #yandere creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #yandere creepypasta scenarios #tw: yandere #tw: stalking #tw: delusions #headcanon

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dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling · 10 months

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Hello! This is gonna be a weird, abnormal request, just a heads up, 'cause I'm in need of human interaction.

So I'd like to ask for literally anyone you choose (and I mean anyone. I don't mind if they're a character I don't know from a Fandom I'm not in, as long as it makes sense for the reader to exist in their world and the interactions are fun, I will be happy) with a reader who is a socially awkward and anxious jorogumo (a golden orb weaver spider yokai, typically known in mythology for shape-shifting into a beautiful human woman and luring human men into her home so she can eat them) who just wants to live life. Maybe they don't like the idea of eating people, but as a spider are an obligate carnivore and can only digest meat? Maybe they only eat violent criminals and creeps? Feel free to take your time!

Did you know that orb weaver silk is considered "exceptionally strong"? I read a few articles on orb weavers and they are pretty cool spiders!

/⁠╲⁠/⁠\⁠╭⁠(⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)⁠╮⁠/⁠\⁠╱⁠\ <- spider

Eyeless Jack and Slenderman x jorogumo Reader

Eyeless jack

★ First off, nether of you understand social cues. You can both be blunt. If there's a problem in your relationship or something that needs to be said you both just say it.

★ You eat people? He eats people! Honestly he's glad that you aren't creeped out with his diet, as most people would be. It's one less thing to worry about in your relationship.

★ If you don't like eating human meat he can try to find some kind of substitute. Don't ask me how I know this but according to real world cannibals, human flesh has a similar texture to beef.

★ Jack gets extremely pissed when someone makes fun of you for being shy. Some people *cough* Jeff *cough* do this to get a reaction from him. But jokes on him because your lovely boyfriend later stole his phone and hid it.

★ While normal orb weavers venom is not strong enough to kill a human, I like to think that yours is. He might ask for a few samples for "resurch" if you're able to. (Iykyk)

Slenderman

★ Slenderman is well aware of what a jorogumo is. He is in love with the spider features because like you, he has some inhuman traits. Do I even need to say that he prefers your spider form?

★ When you get anxious in public he holds your hand. He even lets you do the whole holding arm thing that cringey couples do in highschool, idk what it's called.

This ⬆️

★ None of the pastas are really good socially so your good 👍 no one is going to bother you. Especially since you have him as your lover.

★ Slender finds it amusing how men are drawn to you, only for it to be their downfall. Your hunting stradigy is really effective. Either that or most men are dumb. Actually it's probably a little bit of both.

★ Not trying to be sexist here! In mythology jorogumo make there nests in caves, forests, or empty/abandoned houses. They should have known better :/

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intimidating-fettuccine · 3 months

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Family Dinner. Yan! Slender x Reader. CW; Controlling relationship, Slender is a dick, small allusions to physical harm, normal yandere behaviors and content.

You can’t breathe.

When he stares at you like that, irritation swirling around him, the anger seeping out of him in physical waves, you can’t breathe. He doesn’t even have to touch you to choke you, so suffocate you, and tears are brimming out of your eyes against your own will. Pretending to be strong won’t work on him, as much as you want to try sometimes.

“What are you wearing?” His words are filled with venom, and it takes every fiber of being to hold back the cry that wants to escape from you.

“I- I- I just wanted-“ You try to answer him, but he cuts you off quickly.

“I didn’t ask what you wanted. I prepared this expensive, tailored outfit just for you to wear tonight to finally meet my family because they won’t stop pestering me about it, and you do this? You wear something so— ragged?” He gestures to the clothes you’re wearing, clothes you’ve had for a very long time, clothes you normally feel comfortable and safe in, however, not anymore.

“I just… That outfit is so tight. It’s uncomfortable. I wanted to be comfortable when meeting them.” It takes you a long time to force the words out, and your voice is barely a whisper. He steps forward, towering over you, and he forces you to look up at him, gripping your cheeks painfully as he yanks your face upward.

“I did not ask you what you wanted. I picked this outfit myself, for you to wear, to make a good impression. I give you this house, I give you these clothes, I give you any fucking thing you ask for, and all I ask in return is that you obey me and at the very least pretend to love me. I don’t think I’m asking for too much, so why don’t you stop acting like a brat, and do as you’re told for once?” His words cut deep, and it takes you every remaining ounce of remaining control to not fight back because you know it will only make things worse.

You do follow his orders, you do everything he asks of you, and you never fucking complain about any of it. You have never outwardly complained about any of this goddamn bullshit since the moment the devil before you decided to steal your soul. You hold the right to bitch about him in your mind, and he cannot take that away from you. If he chooses to listen to those thoughts it’s his own damn problem as far as you’re concerned. You take a deep breath, clench and release your fists a few times, and you stare right back at him.

“You told me, when you first brought me here, I hold the right to negotiation.” You stare him, dead in the face, and he clenches his jaw, but he does not make a rebuttal. “This dinner is far more important to you. Your family is unaware of the way you treat me, and I know better than anyone that you want it to stay that way. If you want me to be a polite, well-behaved Darling, you will allow me to dress comfortably. It does not have to be this outfit, but I will not be choked and corseted by the outfit you have chosen. You may choose a selection of other outfits, but I get to pick one, and I will behave the rest of the night. I will put on whatever act I need to for them to believe I am happy here, but I will be comfortable while doing so.”

You nearly choke at the end of your words, trying to resist shaking as he stares you down. He could agree, or he could do any number of other things. He could slap you, lock you in your room again and forbid you from leaving, he could scream at you until your ears are ringing and your head is throbbing if he wanted to. After all, what you’ve just done is a direct act of defiance. But he doesn’t.

“…Fine.” His response is said spitefully, and if he had eyes one of them would probably be twitching.

He releases you with a flick of his wrist, your head flipping to the side, but he chooses much more reasonable outfits for you to wear, and you easily select one. He leaves you to get dressed in peace, and you do so quickly. You were lucky tonight. There have been previous nights where he’d rip your clothes off of you, sparing you no dignity, and force you into whatever outfit he wanted you to wear. Tonight, however, most likely spurred on by his need to appear normal to his family, he allowed you to win. Your win will be temporary overall, but it makes your chest fill with a small amount of pride. When you open the door to your room, he’s standing outside waiting for you, arms crossed, looming irritably.

“We leave in five minutes. Get your shoes on and be by the front door in less than that.” He goes to turn to leave, but instead bends down and puts his face beside your ear.

“Do not get used to defying me, Darling,” his tone could make you sick with how saccharinely venomous it is, “for it will not always turn out the way you want it to. Behave like this again on the next night you must meet someone important, and you will meet your consequences.” You feel as though he could have stabbed you from the way his words sink into you, but before you can respond he’s gone, evaporated into thin air as he teleported away from you.

The pride previously filling up your chest is now gone, and you wish you could just melt into a puddle on the floor instead of attending this family dinner. Any thoughts of asking for help don’t even appear in your mind, because after all… No matter the consequences, he would probably kill you, or his family, on the spot.

You feel like the more likely option is his family. He promised you, beyond everything, that you’d never get away from him, even in death.

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creepy-friday · 1 year

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Just saw your post about slender man’s daughter! I love it❤️ and I was wondering about what it would be like if slender man’s daughter got involved in the romance between the proxies and her?

Thank you!^^

Warnings: it gets a little bit personal in one paragraph about a father-daughter relationship

Slenderman would definitely know if his daughter got implicated in romance,especially if the lover is one of his residents

He wouldn't straight out call the proxies into his office and demand to leave you alone,but he would do it..silently.

Mostly trough constant headaches and nosebleeds,he thinks that they are smart enough to catch the hint,they're his minions after all

They do,in fact,catch the hint.And they are pissed about it,but they wouldn't just ghost you,after all you're a grown person who can do your own decisions.

If the reader doesn't know that The Operator is her father,he might give her a rule that only applies to her-to not get involved into romance

On the other hand,if the reader knows who her father is,he won't have any sort of talk with you,but would assert his dominance over your lover

He's confused too about his familial feelings towards you.He doesn't want to appear weak,so he doesn't talk to you.In his mind he's still a faceless creature and you're a human who's cursed with his blood

You're in a mansion filled with murderers,and from all the mentally ill folks you choose the persons Slenderman chooses to carry the bloodiest tasks.He knows what type of men they are-so it's only normal for him to not want anything to happen between you and the them

It's like how a father acts when his young daughter starts to want to feel a different type of love,other than the one from her parents.Anxious about how the other men might act around her,and anxious that he's no longer the strongest person in your life.

The bond between you is also odd,an icy surface yet to be broken by one of you.There's no denying that the monster is capable of having familial feelings towards you.You're a part of him that he's afraid to see.

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festering-obsession · 2 years

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CREEPYPASTA DRABBLES

CW: Serial Killers, Yandere Content, (Forced) Established Relationships, Self-Esteem Issues, Hollywood-ized Disorders, Descriptions of Blood and General Violence, Stockholm Syndrome, Some Implied Bits But It Doesn't Go Far, May Be Ooc?, All characters and reader is 18 and above

A/N: I wrote some HC's of these fellas in like the prime of quarantine era. Nostalgia hit so these are losely connected to those HC's.

Jeff The Killer:

The bed is cold and hard surrounded by four dark walls. From your spot on the bed, you can see the glimmer of the pale moonlight that reflects off the steel bars in the windowsill.

The mansion is relatively quiet at night, as it's the time most it's inhabitants are out for their nightly sprees, Jeff included. This is the only time you get some amount of free time to yourself, but you rather sleep the entire time so you can properly deal with Jeff when he gets back. Tossing and turning doesn't help the ounce of anxiety that lays in the bottom of your stomach. What were you scared of? The door is locked to keep you safe from the others, even though they know not to even try, and you dont have to worry about Jeff breathing over your neck as you try to rest.

Wait, were you scared for him?

No, no, no. You are not going to get yourself flustered over how your captor may get a fucking bruise while he's out slaughtering. He'll be fine, and you shouldn't give a shit about him.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...Anything to get your mind to stop from racing. And your eyes finally feel heavy as previous nights with little hours of sleep finally push you to slumber. The bed dips, and you're unaware of what time it is. Then a cool, splatter of something hits your check.

You crack open an eye and see Jeff hovered over you, his beloved knife is nowhere to be seen and his hands are gripping his jeans tightly. His sullen blue eyes stare into your figure, and there's blood covering his hoodie, with some splashed on his face.

"Jeff, why are you..." You begin and you see him snap out of it.

"I can stare at you if I fucking want to. Your ass was kidnapped for a reason." He snaps out.

"I never said you couldn't, did I?" You say leaning up and seeing the newly soaked blood-red sheets. Shit, you'll have to wash that out later.

"Stay being a smartass and your blood will get on me next." Jeff threatens. You flinch slightly, but you grab the edge of the bedsheet and raise it up to Jeff. He looks at you puzzingly before you wipe the blood off of him on one cheek before leaning in for a quick peck on the cheek. If it wasn't for what happened next, you could have sworn you saw his cheek grow pink.

Jeff grabs you by the hips towards him and presses his lips onto yours so fast you yelped. His hands moved over your body feverishly, and you could barely keep up with his movements due to the grogginess from just waking up.

Almost too quick, he pulls away as he askes in a hushed voiced. "Why, why did you never even contact me when I left that hospital?" He grits his teeth. "I thought we had something, but you, you changed. Do you even like me? Or is this all some bullshit act and-" You gripped his face and pushed yourself onto him. Your hands felt wet with blood, but you rather deal with that then his outburst.

Your lips connected to his.

The first time you initiated a kiss with him. If he was still a schoolboy, he would have been giggling and kicking his feet in happiness. But that was years ago, and he wants more.

Apart of you wants to think you're doing this to surivive, but another part of you is enjoying this.

You lean back for just a moment, parting from his permanent-smile. "You know how much I care about you, I was just scared of change."

Jeff moves you closer onto his lap, his arms around yours pulled as close as possible. "You know I'll follow you anywhere. If you even leave the room, I'll be there. You try to leave the mansion, I'll be there. Even in death, you will still find me, so don't even fucking try."

And Jeffery consumes you entirely again.

Slenderman:

The clock ticks in the background softly as you sit stiffly on the sofa. The normal red velvet plush would feel soothing, but as your heartbeat hammers faster, it feels like it's pricking into your skin. You don't even dare to move an inch as you could feel the proxies staring at you.

You can see Hoodie, his red eyes downcast as you look up to him, nervously fumbling his yellow strings of his jacket. His legs stay crossed on the floor of the room. Toby passes the room, from bookshelf to the window, nervously scratching down on his arms through the sleeves. You can fairly hear him repeated whisper "Oh, n-no, no, no, no..."

But Jeff, he sits on the couch right across from yours, his glare is intimidating and piercing. Despite him being far from you, you could feel his knife being edged closer to your neck. Move even an inch, and your neck is slit bleeding on the ground.

Masky comes back in his face, or mask, devoid of any emotion. "I was able to reach him. Boss should be back any moment now." Masky goes to look out the window.

"F-Fuck, we fucked up! No, n-no, what do you think he'll do to us? We just had to watch them and we me-messed that up!" Toby stutters, his scratching more feverous and you can see the seams of his jacket rip open.

"For someone SO paranoid, you forgot to check the locks to Slender's room!" Jeff gets up with a quickness, his knife pointed at Toby.

"Y-You shouldn't have dumped all responsibility onto me, ha-have you thought of that?!"

"Do you even think, you fucking cunt?" Jeff laughs. "I mean, can you even get a sentence out right?"

Toby goes to launch at him, axes drawn but Hoodie pulls him back.

You screech and jump back, knocking the couch over in the process. Your head gets hit on the wooden floor as you hear hushed voices. What once was chaotic, went eerily still.

You feel inky black tendrils climb over your body, and the distance from you and the floor grows.

Despite being slightly dizzy, you can feel yourself pressed against a silky smooth tuxedo. You can hear a cluster of voices, all speaking and tumbling over eachother as they rush to speak. A deep voice, almost static booms from the rest, finally bringing you back to your senses.

A pure white hand grabs the side of your face, lifting up slightly to gase at a blank slate. "As long as they remain unharmed, make sure this does not happen again. Do your best to make sure there's no more escape attempts." Slenderman speaks again. "

"What if some other creature got to them before you or I could?" He grows tense, and the air fills with static. "You all would be dead where you stand."

That fucking static, the one that warningly rung through your ears before being kidnapped. The proxies react by gripping their hands tight and gritting their teeth, trying to endure. Not you. Fuck that. Your head that was once soothingly placed against his silk tux ripped away from him as you pushed yourself away from his body. You collapsed to the floor before clambering away from Slenderman, one hand pushing yourself up while the other was grasping the side of your head.

You ran for the door unsteadily shifting side to side as your hand reached out for the knob. Inky tendrils wrapped around your legs up to your thighs before being pulled up, but not hitting the ground. The static came to a halt.

"Leave us be." Slenderman had you gripped into his arms once more as he started at the still shaken killers. "I said, NOW." His mouth unlatched, ropes of white were the last bits holding it together.

One by one, they left in a hurry, Hoodie running down a hall, Masky hurrying to the basement, and Jeff jumping through a window.

Slenderman sat down on the couch with you tucked into his arms, grazing your cheek with a pure white hand. "I wish to not harm you, little one, but you can not attempt these stunts." His head leans against yours and even though he has no eyes, you can still feel them gaze into your eyes.

"I just, believe, that I was getting cabin fever. Could you please take me out? It could just be us both."

"Well, that may be sooner than we both think. You see, I was able to contact a man who is an excellent artist. I wish to have a portrait of us together to hang in the hallway." He lifts and hand and brings it to his "mouth" for a mock kiss.

A doll for him, that's what you feel like. "Sounds lovely." And you force a smile at him.

Ticci Toby:

He was shaking hard in your grasp. The ripped magazine is torn to shreds with an axe dead center in it, that poor model in the front didn't know what was coming. All you can do is hug him tight as he sobs into your shoulder.

"Why w-were you looking at him..Does he have some-something I don't..?!" Toby stutters out as he grips hard into your ribs.

"Toby, no, I was looking at the recipe catalogue." You combed your fingers through his brown hair.

"Sure, I be-bet you think I'm ugly, and you wo-would rather be with someone normal." He pushes you off of him and grabs his other hatch, slamming it down on the already ruined magazine. You see the splinters rise with each hit of his axe, and you're almost at a lost for words.

There's a bigger hole beginning to form, but you're too scared that if you try to stop him, that axe will be going in you. You're able to usually help ground him, but now, you're scared. You scoot back from him, and you can't help but let frustrated droplets go down your face.

What could you even do to make him stop? The hacking stops and Toby turns to you. Despite his goggles, you can see a cascade of tears beneath them.

You shake but open your arms to beckon him to you. He wastes not a second, almost tripping on his feet as his weapons drop and he clings himself back on you.

You nudge the backstrap of his goggles off as he arms remain firmly planted on the sides of your body. You slowly and gently place quick kisses on his eyelids. Your fingers gently hook on his mask and tug them down. Both items fall to the ground with a tiny thud.

But Toby doesn't seem to mind in the moment. You press more kisses on his face now with the extra room.

"Toby, it's okay. I'm here. I'll always be here for you, okay?" You hug him so tightly but he melts.

"Do you re-really want me?" Toby numbly says. You slowly press him back to clearly look at him. His brown eyes scan over you, quickly growing anxious at the delayed answer.

You smile and kiss him. "Yes, more than anything." You use your sleeve to wipe off the tear stains and kiss them clean.

"I get it, magazines make me insecure too, but they got nothing on you." You cup his cheek and smooth over his scar.

"Why would they ma-make YOU insecure? You're p-perfect." Toby firmly states while leaning into your touch.

"I'll fucking kill those models for you if you ask." Toby stares at you, genuine and sure in his tone.

"No, no, lets just clean ourselves up, yeah?" You stand up, but his arms still try to hold on before dropping down. His brown eyes still gazing up at your figure.

You walk to the connected bathroom and turn on the shower. Thank whatever entity Slenderman was to know that even if they're his serial Killers, some of them were human (mostly) and needed basic hygiene.

You let it run as you help Toby up and his face grows warm. "Together..?"

"We won't do anything you don't want to do." You smile and take off your clothes.

"I'll be in the shower when you're ready." The water was warm enough and it wasn't long before you felt Toby behind you, slightly shaking.

"Can you ju-just hold me please?" He asks, the water droplets hitting his pale body and flattening his brown curls.

The steam in the bathroom filters out the cracks and fogging the mirrors. Your body sits on the floor of the shower with him, your body pressed to his back, holding him as close as possible so he doesn't break into another outburst.

For once it feels like, Toby's mind feels clear as he snuggles back into your body.

...

~Cole.

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eyesforahead · 9 months

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Fake scenario!

Creepypasta edition!

Edit: another scenario has been posted

What happened?!

Oh no! Zalgo has attacked the slender mansion. Luckily he's taken down. So many are fatally injured and you can only save one with your healing ability even slenderman seems to be unconscious!! (⁠●⁠´⁠⌓⁠`⁠●⁠).

Hurry hurry time is running out!!

While some can't die or already are dead such as Sally and Ben let's pretend that Zalgo used something that's lethal for every creature.

You can only save one without dying yourself but if you decide to be a hero , who else are you gonna save? Let me know in the comment section! It doesn't just have to be those named in the poll afterall there's other's! The other's are fighting somewhere else and you're just one person so you can't be everywhere.

This is just for fun and if it make's no sense idc.

Original picture is colored and on Pinterest.

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erinawritesheadcanons2 · 2 years

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Hey can you make a jeff the killer HC when he hears his s/o say "i love you" for the first time? Also i love your work!😊

Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, Eyeless Jack and Slenderman Hearing their S/O saying 'I love you' For The First Time.

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A/N: Hello there Anon! Thank you so much for reading my work! I'm also very sorry for the long reply. There are lots of requests in my other account so I hope you understand why I reply for a long time. Also, I made a bonus, I added Bren Drowned, Eyeless Jack and Slenderman.

Warning: Mention of blood, violence, profanity and a little bit of NSFW.

Gender: Neutral

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Jeff the Killer

Jeff the killer hear you saying that you love him? There could be many ways how it ended up. When I say that, it could give you a bad ending too where there's a chance you could get killed very brutally by him or uh....I'm not going to explain what will happen but you have the gist of it.

However, you don't need to worry too much. Those endings are only when he's in his sadistic mode or horny mode but when he's in other states such as calm or relaxed. He would be okay with it.

Well I wouldn't say he's okay with it but more like surprised. It is a new feeling for him and either we would look away and unsure what to do, teasing you back or either leave you alone to think why did you confess to him.

His personality screams ISTP which if you know the anime trope. ISTP people have a tendency to be cold and blunt so it wouldn't be a huge surprise that he would react to you by leaving you alone for a moment or standing there not knowing what to do.

However, you don't need to worry because once he knows what to do. He would tease you back and say he loves you back since you are his S/O. His hands would be a little bit grabby but still with your consent.

When you confess that you love him, his hands would cup your cheeks gently as he is smirking, "So, you do really love me. You know what's the next step~" and that's also your first kiss. He's bold after all.

Just don't confess to him when he is angry or when he is in his horny mode. That would be a nightmare for you darling, just say your first 'I love you' when he is in more sane condition.

He would endlessly tease you and get a little bit affectionate with you in physical touch. You would end up dying in embarrassment because of him

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The door slammed open, showing a tall killer with bleached skin, a cut smile, a jet black messy hair that was tied into a pony tail and deep baby blue eyes. His unblinking eyes looked around to search for you, his partner. It has been such a tiring day for him after all of the missions that Slenderman has given to him.

Scratching the back of his head, the tall make throw his shoes away before laying down on the couch as the blood on his hoodie stained the sofa. Slenderman would probably punish him for dirtying the furniture but he doesn't care, even if Slenderman going to use the deafening static to make him move his ass off.

Walking down the stairs, you saw your boyfriend already watching some kind of horror movie as his eyes glared at the movie. With a little smile, you strut up to him before sitting next to him. Not caring about the blood on the couch stained your clothes a little bit as you were sitting next to him.

Seeing you, his cut smile widened more as his hands slowly grabbed your thigh and rubbed it up and down, "Hey there, baby girl~" he says.

"Hey..." You greet back silently, laying your head on his shoulder.

"This is the first time you're being this affectionate. What is it, babe?" Jeff raises his eyebrows at you.

".....I love you," you look away trying to hide your red face.

Surprised was an understatement, he was stunned and you could see the buffering sign on top of his head. However, that did not last long as his smirk crept into the corner of his cheeks. His hands gently cupped your cheeks before he moved his hands to make you look at him in the eyes.

"Aww, is my little darling getting shy after saying 'I love you'. That's adorable~" he teases you as he made your lips getting closer to his chapped lips.

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Ben Drowned

Unlike Jeff, I know he is not as much an asshole as him but still going to tease you if you tell him that you love him for the first time. He would still at least respect your feeling.

Ben Drowned is even a bigger tease than Jeff the Killer so I will pray for your patience and the strength of your mentality. He would often fluster you to death with his teasings.

Ben Drowned personality screams ESTP so much. ESTP people can be very teaser when they want to fluster their S/O. After your confession of 'I love you. I am sure he would be even more grabby, his hands on your chin. You got your first kiss by him, and boom you had your make out with him

Of course, it can end two ways, it's not always teasing even though Ben Drowned can be a huge flirt, especially to his S/O. Sometimes, he could be a little bit fluffy.

The other ending is he would blushing a little bit as he knows that you said your first 'I Love You' but it would be gone for a little bit before he smiles as his arms wrapped around you.

Ben Drowned would carefully hug you and smile as his hands would gently trace your back in a comforting way even though his body is cold as hell. After all, he is a ghost.

Your head would be placed on the crook of his neck as his lips would gently peck the crown of your head before he also admitting that he loves you too.

If you are his S/O. I just hope that you don't get embarrassed easily because if Jeff is a huge tease, Ben Drowned is even bigger than he is although less asshole than him since he respects your feeling a little bit more.

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Tonight inside of Ben Drowned room filled with the sounds of statics and a character game from his PSP. The game itself not surprisingly is a Majora Mask, Legend of Zelda. Usually, he has someone to play together with him but his gaming buddy is on a mission so he's playing alone as the screen gets a little bit brighter than before.

It was getting boring for you as you keep yourself inside of your bedroom, particularly not doing anything besides listening to the music on your cellphone. It is kind of your rutine, listening to any kind of music when you were bored as you're waiting for SLenderman to give you a new mission.

Remember today Ben Drown doesn't have Jeff the KIller as his gaming buddy. You had an idea as you pushed yourself from your bed and left the bedroom, coming to his bedroom to spend your time together with your boyfriend as you ran from the dostairs and strutting to his bedroom.

Since he's a ghost of an elf, he could hear your footsteps even though his eyes were focused on the game. The boy turns around once he sees you opening the door with a shy smile on your face. "Hey there baby, wanna play a game with me and cuddle?"

"Sure" you walk up to him, sitting next to him.

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He was frustrated. He knows that you want to say something to him because your eyes keep glancing at him several times as if you want to say something but you were too embarrassed. Out of nowhere, the elf has an idea of how to make you speak up and tries to make you say the words out of your mind.

Ben Drown wraps his arms around your hips, his other hand gently intertwined with yours after he pauses the game before pulling you closer to his lap. "Babe, why are you so silent.....I can see you keep looking at me from the corner of my eyes," he snuggles his head to your shoulder.

"It's just....I wanna say that...I really love you, Ben," you look away to hide your red face.

"...Heh, I love you too. No need to be shy," he looks at you with a smirk on his face.

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Eyeless Jack

Even though Eyeless Jack is a demon or a dark fairy, he's not going to be as cruel as Jeff the Killer when it comes to confession, especially four first time saying I love you but I don't think he is also a huge tease like Ben Drowned.

Just like Jeff the killer, he is quite new to these kinds of feelings. If you are his S/O, you had to be patient around him. Even though he won't be as a jerk and teasing as Ben Drowned or Jeff, he would be respectful.

Eyeless Jack may be silent but don't be mistaken, he isn't shy but rather he's calm and collected. Unlike Jeff, he won't run away from his feeling, he just finds them strange and he is very observant.

He would notice quickly that you want to say something but you were keeping it. He's not going to force you to say it but he is willing to sit next to you and wait for you to admit that you love him (Saying you love him for the first time).

You couldn't see it because he is wearing his mask but he would gently smile at you underneath his mask. He would make you lean your forehead and touched his forehead like how lions are affectionate with each other.

Luckily, Eyeless Jack is not nosey and doesn't like to force things so if you are not prepared to at your first 'I love you' in front of him. He would be patient and let you say it at another time when you are ready.

In my opinion, once he knows that you like him back and you say that you love him for the first time. He would be quite flattered and a bit affectionate as he would hold your hand carefully since he has sharp claws.

He would pull his mask gently but not showing you his full face before he admits that he loves you too before giving you a sweet peck on your lips.

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Outside of the window, the sound of wind knocking against the window gets louder and louder each second. You were worried because today Slenderman gave your boyfriend a hard mission. It's not as hard as trying to take down Lord Zalgo but still.

You had been dating Eyeless Jack for two months ago but you haven't said your first "I love you' because you could feel your cheeks getting red and your heart beating louder each time trying to tell him how much you love him. Yes, you are a bit shy around him even though he's not as much as a creep or a huge tease like Offenderman and Jeff.

Unknownbeast to you, even though he doesn't have an eye. He is one of the most observant creepypasta other than Slenderman and Ben Drowned. He felt a little bit frustrated that you haven't said what's on your mind to him but he's not an asshole and he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable so he let you be.

As the door slammed wide open, your eyes shifted and you saw your boyfriend with dried blood on his clothes. His movements were sluggish and your eyes widened to see a huge red stain on his shoulder. Without thinking twice, your tiny feet ran up to him and your arms slithered his back and lead him to the nearest couch.

"W-WHAT Happened?! How did you get injured?!" You panicked.

"There were....hunters. One of them shot me," he flinches in pain.

"Wait in here! I will go to the medic bay and help you," you ran off.

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Tying the bandages on his shoulder, you have the courage to look at him in his unexistent eyes as your eyes show him a mixture of anger and worry, "Jack, I know you are a part of a demon but please be careful. I'm worried if you came home like this, what do you think how I feel.....you know I love you and seeing you hurt like this makes me hurt," you said.

"You...... you said it," he chuckles, not believing that you finally say it for the first time even though not at the right time. Underneath his mask, the corner of his lips twitches in happiness as his hands grab your cheeks, caressing them gently as his other hand lifts up his mask before his lips touch yours.

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Slenderman

Just like Eyeless Jack, he wouldn't be a huge tease like Jeff the KIller or Ben Drowned. He would be more gentlemanly and not try to fluster too much you because he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

Unlike the rest, Slenderman is already aware of feelings and just like Eyeless Jack, he won't run away and would try to confront those feelings.

Slenderman even though he has a strong Fi (Introverted Feeling), Slenderman also has a strong FE (Extroverted Feeling) which means he is also observant of your feeling so it would be difficult for you if you try to cover up your emotions around him.

There would be some little teasing here and there but it won't be as hardcore as Jeff The Killer and Ben Drowned, his teasings are more light-hearted and cute, making you blush but also smile.

His white pale hands would gently grab yours and even though he doesn't have a mouth. His unexistent lips would kiss the back of your hands like a gentleman.

Slenderman would also tell how beautiful, attractive, or handsome you are just to see your cheeks getting a little bit red after you told him that you love him for the first time as he also says he loves you back.

I know he sounds romantic, but if you say you're 'I love you' the first time when you had a date together with him. He would be even more romantic than other creepypastas.

You can expect gifts for you, it could be flowers, plushies if you like cute things or other stuff that you really like. It doesn't always have to be feminine stuff, some of them are handmade or it's out of his magic mixed with nature.

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Putting on your favourite clothes, you are getting ready for your date together with Slenderman, He's always been such a busy man, especially when it comes to stopping Lord Zalgo plans or Creepypasta hunters. It wasn't his fault and you know it but you couldn't help but miss him, craving his touch and his words of sweet nothings.

However, because there was no movement from the rival. Slenderman finally had some free time and he asked you a few days ago to gang out together with you inside of the forest and enjoy the nature. It was just a simple plan but you still love it nonetheless because of the fresh air and the interaction with small animals.

After putting on the clothes, there was a loud static near you and you turn around to see your boyfriend, Slenderman. Even though he always same the wear thing which consists of a suit and red tie, it still looks good on him.

"Are you ready to go, my darling?" Slenderman asks, offering his hands.

"Y-yes" You hold his hands.

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Sitting on top of the three while Slenderman standing next to you, you could see the sun is getting down as the sky is painted by the colour of red, orange and a little bit purple and blue. You smile softly as you watch the beautiful sight in front of your eyes, and one of the reasons why you love it is because you rarely see the sunset even if you say inside of a creepypasta mansion.

For a few seconds, you turn your head as your eyes meet with the side of Slenderman's face. Taking a deep breath, you can feel this current moment is the right time to say what's on your mind.

"Slenderman, I know we are just recently dating but.....I love you, more than anything," you glance down, hiding your red cheeks.

Slenderman was a bit surprised, even if he doesn't have a face. You could sense Slenderman was happy nonetheless with your confession," Darling, it is very sudden. However, I love you too my sweet darling," his hands gently held one of your hands before he pulls it to his unexistent mouth and kissed it.

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