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It was late. Maybe around 2 AM, maybe closer to 4. It was anyone’s guess. You focused your eyes into a corner of your room, swearing it was a person. Your brain told you it was a chair that you dumped your bookbag onto earlier this afternoon, but deep down you knew. It was him.

It or them would be a better description. It would come almost twice a month. You had avoided it before, but tonight you weren’t quite lucky. It had appeared later than usual, but you didn’t even notice. You completely forgot it would visit tonight, so you didn’t prepare yourself properly.

You shed a single tear and tried to close your eyes, a futile attempt at getting it to leave.

You opened your eyes.

It was closer.

You let out a weak sob as you continued to look at the beast. ‘This was the end,’ you knew. All attempts at escape would be pointless, you tried it all before and almost lost multiple limbs.

It was infront of the door. Blocking your one exit. ‘You always had the window,’ you stupidly thought and risked taking a glance towards the small glass frame. A very poor choice on your part.

It was still as dark as it was 1 hour earlier. You wouldn’t be able to survive this night, sunrise wouldn’t be for another few hours. You couldn’t possibly stay awake that long. You couldn’t possibly distract it for that long.

You looked back.

It was so close that you could see it’s ruby colored eyes emit a dim light.

You flinched and let out another cry for help. You kept eye contact with the monster and tried to think of something, anything to keep you alive that night. You knew it was futile, however. It wouldn’t care about your begging or bargaining; it doesn’t care about the materialistic things in life. It cares about feeding off of the emotions of humans like you.

You couldn’t do this anymore. The constant fight for your life and free will, it was too much. You were losing more and more sleep everyday and it drove you insane. You had to either kill the monster that plagued your nightmares and your life as a whole, or you had to let it take you.

You decided that the former would be better. You would still be able to live your life and allow yourself a good night’s sleep. All your problems would go away. But how would you go about killing it? How would you kill something that wasn’t even human or animal or plant or anything known to mankind?

You continued to stare at the thing. Moonlight peeked out carefully from the open blinds on your window. You could see it’s horrific grin and the falseness of it’s smooth skin and clean white hair, neatly brushed out on it’s artificial head. Only then did you realize how close it actually was, it was too close for comfort or for good health. Then it hit you.

It was toying with you.

It was giving you the illusion that there was an escape, that there was a chance you could survive. The moment you realized this was the very same moment when you accepted your death. You let out a gasp at the realization.

“Hi…,” tears fell from your eyes as it spoke in that sickening, high-pitched voice. You let your head slowly fall to look at your lap; you were shaking like a leaf. You shut your eyes tight, hoping that by some miracle, it would just go away.

“I’m Hugh Bliss…,” it continued and you began silently sobbing. You wrapped your blanket around you like a little kid.

“And now…,” you wanted it to stop. You just wanted this all to stop. Even from behind your eyelids, you could see the bright, blue glow come from it as the strange bacteria began separating from each other. Hugh Bliss was no more, now sat a colony of alien bacteria; prepared to use you and your fear as a source of food.

“So are you.”

It got closer.

The room got darker.

And you finally got some sleep.

[skeletxn-writes]

i am forced to post this on my secondary account as i made the doc on this phone and not my other one.

heres all the tiktoks that i have of @/glass.soup talking about kastoway.

im unsure if the person that sent me these were comfortable with being tagged, so i will keep their name private until they say otherwise.

the main: @cr33pyp4st4-th1ngs

[skeletxn-writes]

Yᴇs!!!!!

SORRY I DIED.

HERE'S MY NEW ACCOUNT:

@skeletxn-writes

[skeletxn-writes]

Asᴋs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. I ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ɪɴᴄᴜʟᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀsᴋs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛs. Tʜɪs ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛʟɪɴᴇ ᴏғ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ:

{Tɪᴛʟᴇ}

Rᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ? [Yᴇs/Nᴏ]

(☝︎︎ Iғ ʏᴇs) {Tʜᴇ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ᴀsᴋ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅ.}

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢs:

Tʜᴇɴ I’ᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛ.

I FORGOT TO MAKE A LIST OF THE CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR. IF A CHARACTER IS CROSSED OUT, THAT MEANS I NO LONGER WRITE FOR THEM.

I WRITE FOR:

SLENDERMAN (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

SPLENDERMAN (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

TRENDERMAN (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

MASKY/TIM

HOODIE/BRIAN

TICCI TOBY

JEFF THE KILLER

HOMOCIDAL LIU (ALSO SULLY BUT ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES WILL I WRITE FOR THEM SEPARATE)

JANE THE KILLER

CLOCKWORK/NATALIE (I WILL BE CALLING HER CLOCKWORK IN ALL THE STORIES)

BEN DROWNED

BLOODY PAINTER

PUPPETEER

JASON THE TOYMAKER

LAUGHING JACK (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

EYELESS JACK

KAGEKAO (HOWEVER MY JAPANESE IS VERY AWFUL SO BARE WITH ME)

NURSE ANN (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

DOCTOR SMILEY (ONLY ON CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES)

NOW I WILL NOT WRITE FOR, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, SALLY OR OFFENDERMAN. IF YOU SPAM ME ASKING ME TO WRITE FOR THEM (OR ASK FOR DISGUSTING SCENARIOS WITH THEM EVEN ONCE) I WILL TURN ANONS OFF AND BLOCK YOU.

I WILL ALSO WRITE LGBTQ, SMUT (ONLY FOR CERTAIN CHARACTERS), AND SITUATIONS OF PEOPLE WHO KNEW THEM BEFORE THEY TURNED CREEPYPASTA. I'M ALSO WILLING TO DO MONSTER CHARACTERS FOR THE (Y/N).

I WILL ONLY DO U TO FIVE CHARACTERS FOR IMAGINES AND HEADCANONS.

[skeletxn-writes]

Tʜɪs ɪs ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ!!!

SALUTATIONS, FLESH BEINGS.

I AM SKELETON. THIS IS MY CREEPYPASTA PAGE FOR ART AND IMAGINES. SO IF YOU LIKE CREEPYPASTA AND WANNA REQUEST ART OR STORIES, THIS IS THE PAGE FOR YOU.

SOME THINGS TO ADDRESS

IF I DON'T REPLY TO YOUR ASK IN A WEEK, THERE'S TWO REASONS. I MIGHT BE BUSY OR I DIDN'T SEE THE ASK. IF THIS HAPPENES, DON'T SPAM YOUR ASK OR I'LL TURN OFF ANONS AND BLOCK YOU.

THE STORIES WILL NOT BE IN CAPS LIKE MY TEXT IS, DON'T WORRY.

I HAVE THE RIGHT TO NOT DO WHAT YOU REQUEST OF ME. IT MAY BE SOMETHING OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE OR I JUST CAN'T THINK OF HOW TO DO IT.

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE

SMUT FOR ANY SLENDER CHARACTER, OR LAUGHING JACK AS IT'S CONFIRMED HE HAS NO REPRODUCTION ORGANS, OR SALLY.

NON-CON/R4PE

P3DOPHILIA

NECROPHILIA WITH THE EXCEPTION OF VAMPIRES, ZOMBIES, OR GHOSTS

ZOOPHILIA

ANY OVER THE TOP FETISHES

ANYTHING THAT BRINGS UP THE CHEESECAKE OR WAFFLE JOKE. THEY'RE NOT FUNNY. THEY'RE REALLY RUDE.

OCs

OFFENDERMAN. JUST ANYTHING OFFENDERMAN.

ZALGO

(AS OF 11-39-20) TICCI TOBY

WHAT I WILL NOT DRAW

PORN

FETISHES

UNDERAGED CHARACTERS IN SEXUAL CLOTHING

ZALGO

OFFENDERMAN

THINGS TO DO WILL SELF HARM, EATING DISORDERS, OR OTHER DANGEROUS ACTIVITIES. EXCEPTIONS FOR MURDER AND CANNIBALISM.

I WILL DO OCs IN DRAWINGS BUT YOU CAN'T BE ANONYMOUS.