#crv au

[stephaniebrownslover]

★彡[!RANDOM NICO HEADCANONS!]彡★

Nico belongs to @necroixe

Happy birthday Nico!!

Have a lovely year and don't let anything upset you because you deserve to be happy!

Also I really think this whole song fits the vibe of Nico so please check the lyrics for me.

I'm not happy with this short-ass thing but I had to post something, sorry for this awful thing, Nico.

❝Under skin, I got a heart made out of chrome and ice❞

↺Everyone loved Nico. She was beautiful, smart, and charming. How could someone could not like her, she was the perfect human-being in every possible way. And she knew that.

↺No one liked Nico. She was mean, straight forward, and neglectful. Everyone either hated her or get caught in her fatal charm once they tried to talk with Nico. She also knew this.

↺To outside, she had a frozen heart that was impossible to melt. To inside, she had a heart burning with hatred which was impossible to freeze. She didn't want none of them, she only wanted a beating heart, however, even the thought of that made her sick in the stomach.

↺So she was cold, she was full of hate, and she was full of anger. Anger to everyone else and everything else at the world. But the truth was, her anger was actually for herself. For not being better, for not being perfect enough.

↺She had to be perfect. She needed to be the best human in the world just to prove she was better than others. No, she would be more than human, she would be a God. Nico only neeeded to be unbreakable so that no one would even dare to hurt her again.

↺That's why she killed herself slowly and reborned from her poisonous ashes just like a Phoenix.

❝My words are laced in venom lies❞

↺Nico wasn't perfect at all, hell, she was very far from it. But she couldn't just accept that her hard work was nothing but an attempt in vain. She had to find a way to cover her mistakes, so she would be good enough for her expectations. And when she was so sick of every single thing, she found the best way to be a perfect God.

↺She started to lie.

↺Her lies weren't simple white lies. They were a literal death trap that leaded who was unlucky enough to talk with Nico to a painful end. And Nico was waiting them at the end of the road covered with her untruths.

↺And maybe, maybe if she tried hard enough to believe all the fake things she told to herself, they would actually became real. Maybe she would actually be perfect one day.

↺Even though she never found lying strange to her nature, she still needed some time to get used to it. And that time came closer even what she had expected. Turned out, she was born to live a life full of sweet masks and lies in a world filled with bitter truths.

↺Her relationships lacked any kind of meaning that was supposed to be in a real bond. And it was all her fault. She wore a different façade for each relationship she ever had that she forgot who she was.

[crushedsweets]

JANUARY XX, 2008

FARNBURY, ALABAMA.

Characters & creators can be found on @creepedverse PT 1

[deepsix-art]

totally my character guys. heh. heh....

unrelated hi @crushedsweets ig

[necroixe]

Jack be lethal, Jack be slick.

Jill will leave you lonely, dying in a filthy ditch.

Ft. Tobin ( @necroromantics ) and Nico.

[creepedverse]

GET OFF MY LAWN

[morca-orca]

magma doodle! :D

They talk about me, see?

I can hear them

They call their friends

Entomologists

[koifly]

Talbin is consuming my mind bro, it's insane. So obviously I had to draw them/sketch them once more.

@necroromantics @clockeyedtoy

[deepsix-writing]

i’m cold, dad.

the young boy with tattered shorts and a t-shirt two sizes too big held an ax with clumsy hands. as giant as he was for his age, he was still dwarfed by the shadow of his father looming behind him.

you’ll outgrow a jacket the minute we buy one. when i was your age, i was runnin’ around shirtless in the snow.

the boy said nothing. his father polished off the bottle in his hand and tossed it to the side of the stump in front of them both. a thick chunk of wood rested on top of it, waiting to be split into firewood.

do it again. the right way. don’t make me repeat myself.

the oregon winter tore through the boy’s t-shirt like paper as he hesitantly adjusted his grip on the ax. it was a heavy thing, and no amount of fidgeting made the worn, splintered wood any kinder to his hands. he reeled it back the same way he did for his little league baseball games, then-

no, damnit. remember what i said!

the boy’s father swatted the back of his head, and the boy quickly corrected himself. he let the blade rest on the edge of the stump instead, and his hands slid over to the back of the handle. backpedaling, he tried to lift the blade up into the air.

it didn’t get far. the blade wasn’t balanced the same as his plastic bats, and he couldn’t lift it high enough over his shoulders to swing at the chunk of wood on the stump. he kept trying to raise it, but the ax began to shake.

swing, damn it!

the boy tensed, and the blade swung down, but it didn’t catch the wood. instead, it wedged itself in the roots at the base of the stump. startled, the boy’s grip loosened, and he let go of the ax.

what are you doing, kid? pick it back up.

the boy stumbles forwards, but his feet are clumsy too. he is downward-bound, and scrapes his knee against the scraps of wood around the stump. his palms plant firmly into the ground on either side of himself, and he seethes. tears threaten to dot his eyes.

rub some dirt on it, thomas. get up.

thomas doesn’t move.

i don’t wanna do this anymore.

but his father’s shadow looms over him.

i don’t care. you’ll learn to use that damn thing if it kills you.

[clockeyedtoy]

Loser

(Owned by @necroromantics )

[necroromantics]

When Tobin and Tali first got to know each other, Tali tutored Tobin in English and they would have really intense fights because he couldnt read basic grade-level literature.

"What does this say?" (Pointing at the word Descent)

"I don't know"

"What the fuck do you mean you dont know??"

"I SAID I DONT KNOW BITCH HOP OFF!!"

[dia-draws]

Some Slender mansion au concept art of Dia

[crushedsweets]

Welcome to FARNBURY, ALABAMA!

A fictional town where @creepedverse’s story takes place! PT. 2

[deepsix-art]

this took me too long to get shoved on my sideblog :skull: its rough but i still like how it came out. a bit of tommie lore in here if you squint hard enough too

[necroixe]

- Best friends.

Those kids were inseparable. They all were, really. Locked together by knots like a cult. Did everything together. Paid no mind to the rest of the town. But those two, especially. Nico, Dia. When they started hanging around each other you almost never saw them alone again. People said their names together so often the syllables bled into each other, turned into one word.

You'd see them, sometimes, in the summer. Skinny legs poking out from underneath a tree, books scattered on the ground next to them. A shock of red hair buried behind a canvas, girl next to her collapsed in a half-naked heap, black hair awry across dead blue green grass. Nico would look at her, turn her whole head. Ask what she was drawing. Dia wouldn't even look up before she said it was her. Their fingers intertwined without either of them thinking about it. Nails were painted opposite colors, Dia's chipped, Nico's perfect and sharp.

Their bodies fell together like that, too, sometimes, in the heat and the dust of the day, sweat and perfume and the smell of the lake in the background. They'd just lie there. Staring at a nearly gone day moon. Bonnibel and Tommie joined too, sometimes. Nico didn't want them there, but then Bonnie would say something that made Dia erupt, spill over with laughter. Her eyes clenched shut and creased at the corners. Nico was fine with them, after that. The group sat there, and the wind would walk in circles around them, and Dia thought that this is how things should be. She thought it every time.

But nothing ever lasts forever. Nico was the one who always told her so.

[creepedverse]

Is there a town map? Trying to visualize everyones place but I can't picture it too well! :0]

The full map with where everyone works and lives

[morca-orca]

Give me Arthur facts...NOW!! /lh

Ask and you shall receive! 👻☀️🔦

Let’s see… What facts shall I give you about the sun shiny guy…. Hmmmm…

How about some standard information!!

Arthur is transgender! He first realized in middle school, but only started transitioning in his late teens into his twenties (he’s 23!) It’s pride month, so of course I’ll give you this fact first! And along with this fact, I’ll give you another in a similar vein!

Arthur is gay! He is an absolute hopeless romantic and loves romance novels! When he’s not researching the paranormal, he’s reading some sappy romance story that will ultimately make him sob like a baby at the end. He loves physical touch but he’s never been in a relationship before. I guess he could be considered a late bloomer? His day dreams are pretty nice though!

Arthur has Tourette’s! He actually takes medicine for it and made sure he’d have plenty when he traveled to Farnbury! While he takes medicine, that doesn’t get rid of it completely, and his most common tics are his head jerking and clicking his tongue. When slender sick, he’s more prone to tic attacks.

While I usually write down that Arthur is 5’5”, technically speaking he’s around 5’4.” His boots are basically a part of him though!! So! They shouldn’t be not counted!!

Some songs I associate with Arthur are Too Sweet by Hozier, Sonne by Rammstein, Lonely Day by System Of A Down, and Killer in the Mirror by Set It Off!

Arthur has TERRIBLE eye sight. Without his glasses, he will walk into things and people.

Arthur’s favorite supernatural creature is the Vampire!!!

Arthur’s favorite animal is the Polar Bear! Bonus fact along with this! He has a polar bear keychain he named “Pierre!”