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Stufffff…

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I'll still finish this :P

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Hi, this is random but I fucking love Ticcijack, can you indulge me with some art to eat? :]

holy peak! yes twin

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Hey guys!

Returning from my hiatus is a lot harder than anticipated, I still have a lot to sort out with my personal life but I thought I’d give you guys a little treat in the meantime. This is the introduction/prologue of Lexi’s origin, which I’m planning to have done in the next month.

Let me know what you think!

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Lexi had never planned what she was going to do with her life. Nobody in the sleepy town of Twisp, Washington, ever did. If you were born here, you stayed here, never straying from the path formed by millions of feet before your own. Go to school, graduate with mediocre grades, get a mediocre job and live a mediocre life. Then you die. And everyone else moves on, forgets you ever existed. But the earth remembers. Slowly you decay, skin from flesh, flesh from muscle, muscle from bone. Crows pick at your eyes, flies lay their young under your rotting fingernails, and soon the earth has reclaimed what it lent to you, and so many before you. There your bones lay, encased in a tomb of dirt and roots, forever lost and forever forgotten. Until there’s a crunch, a scrape of dirt, and you feel the cold pinch of spring air on your bare bones once again.

“What is it?”

“Dunno.”

A girl squats down, her earmuffs keeping her long, platinum hair stretched away from her face. She’s a pretty girl, if you stripped everything away and simply looked at her features. Intense green eyes, her nose a perfect slope, plump lips. But her skin was pale, practically translucent, the only indication she had ever seen the sun being the gentle spray of freckles across her cheeks. And she looked utterly miserable. Nobody likes a miserable girl, no matter how pretty they are.

Her fingers stretched out, short black fingernails scraping away leaves and dirt before she finally saw the telltale bleak white against the dark earth. Unfazed by the idea of a mess, she dug her fingers into the ground, scraping chunks of sticks and dirt in all directions. There was another girl, who stepped to stand behind her, watching with a grimace.

“You know cats shit in these woods?” The girl, who had short brown hair tied into two spiky pigtails, pointed out.

“I know what cat shit looks like, Nia.” Said the other, undeterred from her dig.

Once the bone was adequately cleared, the blonde shook the dirt from her hands, then rubbed them together to reclaim some warmth before giving it a sharp tug. It came out easily, and the girl scraped the sleeve of her parka along it to clear some of the dirt, then held it up to inspect. The bone was of medium length, slightly bowed with a distinctive shape. Either end flared outwards into rounded knobs, as if it was supposed to fit between two others.

“What is it?” Nia asked. Then, after a few moments, she gave the other girl a nudge in the side with her boot, “Lex’?”

“Looks like a femur.” Lexi replied, finally turning to hold the bone up to Nia, but didn’t draw her eyes from it.

Nia’s almond-toned face seemed to suddenly lack colour, “Like, as in a human?”

“Umm…” Lexi contemplated, drawing the bone close to her face again, her dark green eyes clouding with curiosity. She examined the odd grooves on the surface for a moment, then responded, “...It’s too small. Probably a fox, or something. Looks like a wolf’s been at it.”

A sigh of relief made Nia throw her head back, before she kicked the bone out of Lexi’s grip, “Don’t touch it, then. Foxes have rabies.”

“You’re thinking of raccoons,” Lexi stood, wiping her dirty hands off on her jeans, “and you can’t contract rabies from old bones, dipshit.”

Then she waved her bare hands in Nia’s face, snickering when the brunette shrieked and took off further into the trees. Lexi followed quickly after, leaving the old bone abandoned amongst the earth once more. Only now, there was nowhere for flies to lay their eggs, no flesh to be stripped from it by a bird or an animal. None of its siblings keep it company in its new home, basking in the budding green sprouts of spring. If Lexi had been more curious, dug deeper, she would have been able to reunite them. And she would have also realised that just because a femur is small, does not mean it isn’t human. After all, there are things in the woods more desperate than a hungry wolf, more dangerous than a man, more consuming than death. Things like that always have a way of coming back around.

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You are rotten, you are spoiled.

I feel bad not posting art for ages so here is a WIP of my creepypasta ocs, Lexi and Nia.

I’ve been having a lot of fun writing Lexi’s story, her and Nia have such a twisted and complicated friendship, which inspired me to do this ^^

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Talofa! And Welcome to Tumblr! I see you're getting yourself quite comfy here! Which I am glad!

I'm just here to ask a question about Rohan and his sister's relationship. Does he still care for his sister now? Even after finding out of what she had done?

(LOVE THE SIBLING CORE ABOUT ONE BEING A GOOD GUY WHILE THE OTHER ONE IS THE OPPOSITE!)

HELLOOO!! and thank you for the welcome hehehe

i’d say he still cares for his sister, but definitely doesnt forgive her. he does understand why she did everything she did, which was to survive and gain money from it, but still doesnt condone her actions

he wonders why she didnt reach out w the situation she was dealing with before… he hasnt asked her that question yet…

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I’ve been learning Burmese for 2-3 years and I still don’t know how to speak it😭

@/anyone!! Moots and/or anyone who sees this..

TELL ME A CURIOSITY ABOUT YOURSELF. NOTHING DISTURBING OR GLOOMY. SOMETHING SILLY LIKE YOU HAVE BRACES OR YOU HAVE A TATTOO OF YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER

I have a lot of bridge in my feet, I walk silly and I'm not a good athlete for that lol

And tag your mutuals!

@agoodpretender, @angiem03, @tiberious-possum, @fukitche

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Breaking my hiatus to say that if you use AI in the creepypasta fandom, everyone here hates you.

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for anon

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Something about Niko..

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"Sooo is he dead or not? Should I stab him again?"

Ship or not I luv luv LUV this duo

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Ghost is kinda taking the lead on the cod fixation...sorry Soap

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heaven

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I've been wanting 2 draw these guys together for a while now.... I was gonna draw them having a little tea party but I thought this was cuter :3 (they r playing dress up yayyyy)

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randomly drops rohan lore here ahaaahhhaahh… someone give this poor guy a break (not me tho LOL)

ib: @eleu22

a brief summary of this video below the cut if it isnt clocking to you (pls get this reference.)

When Rohan was 13, his dad (Officer Khan) was a cop for the LAPD and was found shot inside his house after a presumed robbery and shooting attempt. This was later debunked by detectives, who later found out the sole reason was because his dad was smuggling around drugs for a group of people (the group remains unknown) in exchange for money. They believe that he did this in order to financially support his family. Rohan, his younger sister, and mom eventually find out the reason in the newspapers.

As Rohan grows older (29) and is now apart of LAPD SWAT, he later finds his sister (Kaliyanei “K9” Khan), who hasn’t contacted him in a decade, being arrested after a mission in LA with TF141. He finds out in the newspapers that she was arrested for financial and homicidal crimes.

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lowkey its a miracle none of us got kidnapped as kids when we left our windows open for creepypastas like looking back thats crazy