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The creeps reacting to their s/o wanting to break up?

I would do it in more detail but there’s to many character if you want more detail you can rerequest for certain characters

Laughing Jack:

No you aren’t breaking up with him, he’s keeping you forever the second you say it he’s so quick to grab you and lock you up somewhere where you can’t escape and now you know to keep your mouth shut

Jason The Toymaker:

You want to break up with him? Well you can but now you get to be a doll hope your happy

Kai:

Your actually breaking up with him thinking he cares? This boy has been through so much all he says to you is “it is what it is” and your over don’t worry you never have to see him again

Jeff:

He starts yelling at you asking why and eventually he breaks down and cry’s asking what he did wrong best idea is to leave while he’s crying before he goes rage mode

Nathan:

He was angry, he thought that you loved him and were going to stay with him but you just leave long story short he went berserker mode and killed you

BEN:

Nope he’s trapping you somewhere and your staying

Lara:

All she can say is “fuck you”

Tori:

“Oh you want to break up? That’s okay! We can still be friend right?” She is too insane to think it’s bad and even sees it as a happy good thing

CandyPop:

Of course your leaving him, you never loved him they always leave right?

Liu:

He needs you he can’t live without you he’s sorry but he can’t let you leave

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Cue malicious compliance.

Logical fail.

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This is what a sweet tooth is for;)

*whimpers*….

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This is the same insecurities I have, only add old to that. Why I've sworn off men from this world and just have spirit lovers. No more getting my hopes up only to be rejected.

You are cutie patootie and I wuv u pls don’t be sad little one 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Thank you, I've been kind of sad because I look at my real life appearance compared to my photos. I just wish I could always feel beautiful. I'm afraid that if anyone actually sees me in real life, that they are going to be utterly revolted.

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In my case, my teen years were mostly good. It was my adult years that made me feel that way. Too much heartbreak and rejection.

Relatable.

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People are really pissing me off today.

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Me too. We have a lot in common.

NOOO I MUST NOT FEEL FUR THIS DIPSHIT! -Kitt-chan

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Too cute

lgbt+ bitch

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I just want the Sprite, lol

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Clown cars and talking dolls

And the weirdness continues. Even if this is all in my mind manifesting in fucked up ways, it’s been interesting and kind of fun. I haven’t had as many flash visions of Jack or hearing his voice lately, but the dreams have been weird. Loki seems to have taken a backseat to him, not that I WANT it that way (I did have one good dream about Loki a few nights ago, and one vision of him in the middle of the night that was very realistic). But I’m just going with it. The one dream I had about Rainbow Jack driving the car inspired me to do a story on Wattpad which I’ll write soon. I had been driving my car through a parking lot and suddenly this orange Smartcar with rainbow joyboy in it sideswipes me. I think he did it intentionally, because he was giggling as he sped away. I yelled at him out the window to watch where he was going. Later, I go somewhere to stand in line at a store of some kind, and there he is again, talking to some kid in line only the kid (and I) can see. The joke he tells is so funny I laugh my ass off. It goes right over the kid’s head though and he doesn’t even react to it. Jack doesn’t look over at me because I don’t think he sees me.

Last night, I had a creepy dream about seeing him lying on a shelf as a small talking doll. It was the colored version. There was the black and white one lying next to him, who was also sentient because I saw his eyes move. The black and white one was taller but he never talked to me. What was so creepy was the way the eyes of the rainbow one moved sideways looking at me while lying on his back. I can’t remember what he said but it wasn’t anything bad, I remember THAT much. The whole concept of him coming to life was just so weird yet fascinating. His doll eyes were beedy, blue and bright. They literally glowed. When they slid over and locked with mine I froze with fear and fascination.

Other manifestations have been occurring too, like the sign falling off my bathroom wall while I was in the shower. I put up some pictures of him, both versions, and for two days I came home to find just the rainbow one fallen off the wall. It didn’t fall to the floor, but onto a table next to it. Aren’t objects supposed to fall straight? Not sideways??? I put it back up with thicker tape and now it’s staying on. If THAT falls off, I’ll know something, or someone, is doing it.

I still love Loki. I still wish he would visit my dreams and interact like he used to, so I’m leaving that open. It’s not like I’ve shut him out, I’m still waiting for him every day to come around. And he has, kinda sorta, just not directly anymore. I miss those nights. His presence feels different. It’s warmer, more loving. Jack’s is like the edge of a knife. Fall to one side, you get darkness and fear. The other, sensuality, fun, a chaotic kind of love. I feel  like I’ve been balancing on the edge trying to fall into the latter and avoid the darkness. He seems real and unreal at the same time. I’m not sure anymore if the interdimensional beings we meet, whether gods, thoughtforms, various spirits and whatnot are created by a Big Spirit, random cosmic bang, the collective unconscious manifestations or even sheer will of a person wanting them to be real. How are any spirit beings actually created? What’s physical and real in this world doesn’t apply to other dimensions, I know that much. Everything is fluid and changing, not set to the physical laws. So anything is possible. You get out of the physical realm, anything goes. And when that crosses with ours, it can get pretty wild. The line between imagination and reality blurs. That’s why practicing good magic is so important. Willing good things. Overcoming fear with love. To fill my head with loving, joyful and constructive things especially when something happening can go either way. In the dream I had recently about Loki, I was looking at a painting of all these women from different time periods reaching out to him. They were surrounded by all these houses with Loki standing on the side. There was a caption on the picture that read “Loki brings healing.” That was so comforting to me. I carried the picture into another room in the house I was in in the dream and just stared at it. So I still love him like crazy. I’m just preoccupied by this new thing right now. It doesn’t mean I love him any less. Just distracted. If Jack is a real entity, if anyone needs healing, it’s him. Maybe Loki can work on him to bring his colors back, and his positive and negative sides together in a balance. If anyone knows about being imprisoned and tortured, it’s Loki. Then again, there’s still the possibility that Jack is just another of Loki’s little tricks to teach ME something, and bring us closer together. I still think they’re separate beings though. Time will tell. 

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From my Wattpad: Clowns are bad drivers

https://www.wattpad.com/737532473-clowns-are-the-worst-drivers-clowns-shouldn%27t

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#8 makes the saddest. It’s one thing to really like the characters, and even write your own stories about them, but the fandom took over like ants at a buffet table. They got sick of seeing the watered down and distorted versions of their creations and saying “that’s not what they would do!” every time they read the stories. The Mary Sue is the ultimate Creepypasta because those bitches just DON”T DIE!

Facts people tend to forget about in the creepypasta fandom

1. Slenderman is featured in many creepypastas but is not an actual creepypasta himself

2. Slenderman and The Operator are two different beings

3. The creator of Ticci Toby asked that Toby only be shipped with his canon girlfriend, Clockwork

4. Masky and Hoody are not creepypasta, they belong to the youtube series ‘Marble Hornets’

5. JEFF THE KILLER WAS 13 DURING HIS STORY

6. Jane the killer does not have a crush on Jeff the killer, nor are they in any type of relationship. Jane’s goal is to kill Jeff

7. There is no ‘creepypasta mansion’ or 'slenderman’s house’ in any canon of the more popular creepypasta

8. Many authors of famous pastas have either abandoned the fandom or let the internet take their characters because of how many people obsess over and misrepresent their characters (ex: the author of eyeless jack removed the story from the wiki and said there are much better things you could be reading)

9. Respect others opinions. With thousands of stories, both original and spin-offs, people have different opinions on all of them. (This goes for shipping as well, not everyone in this fandom ships pastas with other pastas)

10. THERE ARE MORE STORIES BESIDES JEFF THE KILLER. Read some and make some, keep the fandom circulating!

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This is hilarious!

Another random moment with good old song! xD Collab with my best friend Will :3

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Story Brainstorm Time

My head has been a TiltaWirl all day with ideas. Dreams, real experiences, fanfiction all clamoring for my attention. I want to rewrite the Laughing Jack origin story. I want to write down some of my old dreams from over the past few decades and mix some of them in with various Creepypasta and Sandman characters. I want to write Creepypasta stories and am frustrated they’re taking no open submissions right now. Because some of my dreams are so weird and fascinating and original they would kick ass. Like the one about the haunted house in Nampa Idaho(since demolished) that had several generations of ghost cats running around. And the dream I had about an ocean goddess showing me and a group of people a sparkling light pink crystal necklace made mostly of cubes and round stones. It was beautiful, but gave one nightmares. One man grabbed it because he didn’t believe it. He was instantly proven wrong when he got a look of horror on his face and started stumbling around blind. I was the only one who could remove it and restore his sanity. Look at the Creepypasta character Candypop. I heard his purple balloons cause death, and if you don’t take it, you get nightmares. And yet another story, where I had a dream about going around a Victorian mansion and clearing out bad memory and spirits, like a horror movie in reverse. It also had surreal elements, like black and white masks in a floor upstairs that I had to remove and stomp on the faces underneath to kill monsters that lived inside. Memories of bad things that had happened in the house, like a girl getting raped. That mask looked like a dog, and face underneath it was twisted and grotesque, probably representing her rapist, or worse, his ghost. Shades of Silent Hill. So of course I stomped on the fucker and killed it. I’m a shadowhunter. Each room emptying of whispers, of the dust of dark memories, airing out the windows and chasing the shadows away. A house fairy that looked Froudian who presided over the kitchen and told me he’d been there for a 100 years. A kindly, if a bit mischievious, kindred soul. The house warming with light and parties. A horror movie in reverse. It starts out sombre and oppressive and ends up with light and joy.

As for the Laughing Jack story, I’ve had two dreams I can remember of abandoned carnivals. Complete with old shacks infested with rats clinging to door blankets and ghosts knocking things off shelves. A carosel coming to life and no one riding it. Nothing but darkness and a barren desert outside and no way for me to get home. Add LJ to that and let your imagination go wild. Heh, add some Juggalos and Juggalettes, why not the Cirque du Soleil? Jack as king of the clowns, no CAPTAIN Laughing Jack, as I’ve been told. The carnival is a ship without a sea.

Please excuse my stream of consciousness. It’s been like this in my head all day. Meaning I have to get these damn stories down.