#masky

[antlergrave]

[punkishrobot]

BRRRUNNOOOO!!! WHAT DID YOU TELL THAT MAN HES A CLEVER MAN DID YOU KNOW? I BET HE WORKS FOR THE GOVERNMENT!!!!!!! (jeff + jack art by our jeff introject lol)

[editerrrrrawr]

🪡 - - - CREEPYPASTA PLUSHiE PNGS. - - 🧸

a-a-a-all my fellas .ᐟ.ᐟ free 2 use, plz like + reblog :P

[pink-key]

The boy grew up a bit Nobody can stop me drawing lanky Tobs, my art career lead me to draw lanky Tobs

[yukisenshiwolf]

I just drew the two boys,I love them so dearly

Art made by me please if you reshare please credit

[xombe]

My favorite art trope is when people draw Masky with his mask emoting.

[justnachooooo]

do we see the potential

[valeskawhore]

IMAGINE:

APOCALYPSE AU?? PROXIES X READER (IDEA!)

A/N: This is an idea that I’ve been seeing all around tumblr from my mutuals and honestly, why the hell not? I love the idea of apocalyptic survival. Let me know if this should be a series !!

An eerie creak sounds out behind me as I opened the window, and Dust flooded the dimly lit room as I made my way inside. Exploring abandoned houses wasn't always a typical interest of mine, but staying warm and having a dry place to sleep at night was.

Rain clashed gently down on the roof from outside, crickets could be heard and soon the silence rested back into place when I pulled the cracked window shut from the other side.

This place definitely was not the best, but at least it was dry.

First thing I did was open my backpack, setting up candles and hanging an old sheet that I found laying in the corner, over the window to block out the light.

Repeatedly, I told myself that this was just temporary.

I didn't have enough food to last more than a few nights anyways. Walkers roamed more and more with every passing day, tho winter was coming and it was coming fast.

Hopefully, that would do something to slow the walkers, even if it was just by a few steps, I prayed.

With a sigh, I slowly sat down on the make-shift mattress that I made for myself, hearing my ankles pop in the process because man, I really needed to stretch more often, I'm not getting any younger.

I took off my baseball cap and pulled down my mask to breathe just a little bit clearer, running my fingers through my hair, I noticed how greasy it was. The thought made me disgusted since.. Well, I couldn't even imagine how I smelled and i didnt want to either.

Popping open a bottle of water, I drank my thirst away. Listening to the rain pour, the thunder crack and the sounds of the undead trudging along outside.

As I clenched my eyes shut for a second..

I blocked out the screams, the cries and pleads for help.. The cocking of guns and the growls of the unthinkable tearing and ripping the flesh of the people being eaten alive. My fingernails began to itch, my knuckles on fire, tears welding in my eyes.

“Y/N!!” She screamed, “HELP ME!!” she cried..

I sat my bottled water down, and lit up a cigarette.

“It’ll be ok..” I told myself, “Survive one more day, just one more,” everynight.

“I’ll find you baby.. one day..”

I closed my eyes.. Relaxed my body, breathed out deeply.

“Goodnight y/n” I told myself.

The front door clashed open.

*~*~*~~*~*~*~

“GET INSIDE! GET THE FUCK INSIDE!” A voice screamed. The sounds of the undead gurgled up the last of their life and slammed their heads against the door, screaming. I heard multiple people slamming themselves against the front door, refraining it from opening. “ROGERS, FIND SOMETHING, NOW. WE NEED TO BARD THE DOOR!”

“I-I-M OHN–ON IT!!” Someone stuttered.

I jumped up from my mattress, reaching for my gun and loading in the magazine. I threw the sleeping bag off of me, and unlocked the door. I heard the others rummaging down stairs for something to board the door. I peaked my head out,

Something suddenly rammed against my head, the door was torn open, slamming into my head. I fell back on my ass, and reached around lazily for my gun.

I heard a gasp fall above me, my vision was spinning, but I found my gun and raised it above me at the silhouette. There were two of them, then three, then two, until both shadow figures meshed into one guy. His face was something more,

Two dark brown eyes, greasy chestnut hair, he nose was already bleeding and there was a bandage covering up the right side of his lips stretching to his cheek bones.

He was definitely a young man, 23-24 maybe. Wearing yellow rusted-rimmed goggles, a blue hoodie with a tanned, older jacket overtop, there was a black and gray-ish mask wrapped around his neck and pulled up over his face. The (now) snickering man wore stained blue jeans and some bloodied converse.

His laugh rang out through my skull, pounding against my ear lobes. His eyes became impossibly wide now, canines glimmering in the moonlight as thunder cracked in the background.

With one final sadistic smile,

He picked up his double hand axes and raised them high, His laughter almost screams now, The screams of a hyena, a skinwalker luring its prey.

The young man brought the axes down quickly,

I rolled over with a small scream, doing my best to avoid the hard steel.

I fumbled around on the ground, reaching for my gun.

When I had it in my hand, the man jumped on me and slammed my back into the hardwood floor. The house was so old that dust jumped into the air, and swam around. I clenched my eyes shut and coughed until I could breathe again. I felt his boney hands wrap around my throat, his skin uncomfortably cold and white. I kicked my feet behind him and threw my head back,

The man let up his grip but didn't scream out in pain, his laughter only grew.

I grabbed the boy's hair and threw him off of me, his body collided against the wall,

Because,

His body actually went through it, clashing into the room next to us.

Dust flooded the room once more, and as the psychopath took longer than expected to rise back to his feet, I grabbed my sleeping bag and ran downstairs, contents loosley in hand.

I struggled to throw my jacket on as i ran down the steps,

A shorter figure stepped in front of me, and stuck his leg out, successfully tripping me in the process. I felt my world being flipped upside down as my rib cage cracked against the staircase. I coughed up blood, my heartbeat in my ears as I laid there motionless.

With my vision dark, i could only here throat-ripping screeching from the outside world,

Three figures stepped in my view of the door, I pulled my arms in front of me and did my best to drag my body away. I moaned out in a breath-less cry as I felt the rusted nails sticking out of the wood flooring scraped against my cracked ribs.

Something stopped me, whoever or.. Whatever it was, grabbed my achilles heel and dragged me back in the living room with one strong pull.

They flipped me on my back, blood dripped down the corner of my mouth as I did my best to control my breath. Hesitantly, I reached my hand up and folded my fist into a weak, shaky middle finger, my ‘fuck you’ to the world.

I heard one of them snicker before the tallest one leaned down carefully, dark red painted eyes peered into mine before he pulled off my mask. I had a surge of anger come over me, as I reached to kick him in the balls but he caught my leg, almost expecting it even. His grip tightened menacingly on my thigh, before he gave my cracked rib cage an almost impossibly fast sucker punch.

I coughed out blood on instinct, my body spasming. I held my chest and my body folded forwards, my knees to my chest. “F-fuck you..” I coughed, tears streaming down my face.

His hand, still on my thigh, tightened once more. Leaning close to my face, the stranger whispered..

“What.. do we have here?”

[scary-lasagna]

The creeps playing Lethal Company bc I am obsessed with this game

How do I move

Slender (this spot is reserved for him at this point)

Scared shitless and refuses to move at every little sound

Liu

Helen

Hobo Heart

Jeff

Eyeless Jack

Nina

Puppeteer

Jason

Clockwork

Lost Silver

The Leader

Ben

Tim

Offender

Kate

Lies and says every monster is friendly

Kagekao

Sally

Splendor

Laughing Jack

Jeff

Ben (They all believe him)

Constantly screaming and running

Toby

Liu

Trender

Laughing Jack

Hobo Heart

Jeff

Ben

Nina

Jason

Lost Silver

[Pointing at a dead body] "There's danger afoot!!"

Sally

Brian

Splendor

Slender

Tim

Eyeless Jack

Jason

Makes smoochie sounds at all of the monsters (except Thumper because let's be honest it's fucking terrifying)

Kagekao

Splendor

Laughing Jack

Ben

Nina

Dark Link

Jason

"Oh hey doggie! How are yoOOUAAAAA-"

Toby

Laughing Jack

Hobo Heart

Jeff

Tim

Eyeless Jack

Nina

Lost Silver

The dumbass that gets killed by bees within the first minute of landing

Kagekao

Helen

Trender

Slender

Jeff

Eyeless Jack

Nina

Kate

Spends all of the money on cosmetic and furniture items

Toby

Helen

Splendor

Trender

Nina

Puppeteer

Jason

The Shovel Person (tm)

Brian

Laughing Jack

Jeff

Ben

Kate

The person who stood in front of the shovel and got bonked to death

Trender

Toby

Splendor

Jane

Tim

Nina

Jason

Clockwork

Lost Silver

Terrible sense of direction

Toby

Helen

Laughing Jack

Jane

Eyeless Jack

Nina

Dark Link

Jason

Clockwork

Always falling

Sally

Brian

Helen

Slender

Nina

Kate

Lost Silver

Takes everything way too seriously/roleplay's to death

Brian

Offender

Laughing Jack

Jeff

Ben

Tim

Nina

Dark Link

Jason

Clockwork

Lost Silver

The designated ship guide

Brian

Liu

Helen

Slender

Hobo Heart (he's bad at it but they love him anyway)

Jane

Ben

"ITS WINDING ITSELF! IT'S WINDING ITSESLF!"/"She's doing the fuckin griddy…"

Brian

Trender

Laughing Jack

Jane

Jeff

Ben

Tim

Kate

Dark Link

Clockwork

Lost Silver

[socpins]

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

[whysopasta]

please put it on please please please please please i miss him so much. you're nothing

[antlergrave]

he's right behind me isnt he

[theelmoarchive]

WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER 🦅🇺🇸💥💥🦅🦅🇺🇸💥🇺🇸🦅💥🇺🇸

(Only halfway through coloring this, is when I realized the color palette was basically just the american flag with a pinterest filter over it. My scandinavian self feels very ashamed)

[memewife]

smoke break

[yawningama]

ummm some proxy hcs I’m gonna change a bit more but ehehdhehwhehehehehehehehehsgshehhehehsheheehe

[c-horror-angel]

tim masky as tobys dad is my favorite headcanon ,,,

IDEA FROM @cupid-la-beaux LAWL