xodrucifer

[xodrucifer]

haiii!!! feel free to ignore this but could you walk us through your writing process, or just give some writing tips in general? your characterizations and style just hit SO hard :3

Thank you!!! I swear my style/theme changes like the weather, but I will try my best to explain my process! (used small font so it doesn’t take up so much space, lol)

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Firstly, and it may sound lame, but I stare at Pinterest for hours on end (lmao). I get the most of my inspiration from visual things like aesthetic collage boards, tiktoks, quotes, and color palettes, so Pinterest is a good way for me to get an idea of the vibe I want for something I want to write. I save aesthetic images for each of the Creepypasta’s, so whoever I want to write for, I just russian-roulette and scroll until I find an image that makes me go “omg, that would be such a good vibe for a story,” and go from there.

Secondly, word vomit. All the main points (things like specific dialogue, environment descriptors, or important plot-points), I go ahead and write out before I’ve even decided what the end of the story will be. I get all of my main themes jotted down, and then write the rest of the story around them. (For example, in ‘My Muse’ (the Ticci Toby Halloween story), I wrote out the house-party scene before I even wrote the actual first paragraph in the story because I knew that’s what I wanted the turning point of the story to be).

Lastly, editing *pukes*. Once I’ve gotten down the general just of everything and lined up the story, here comes the exhausting process of reconstructing and reshaping it into something legible for others. All of the tiny little details that you all enjoy so much in my writing usually doesn’t show up until this part, this is where all the transitional and most visually rich content comes from. Even though I may hate this part and it may take the longest, there’s no doubt it’s the most important.

Finally, here’s some tips!

Jesus Christ, just have fun!!!!!! Fanfiction is a community activity, so treat it like it was intended to be enjoyed! If you’re writing something hoping and praying it gets 100k hits and 10k reblogs, then you’re going in for the absolute wrong reasons. Fanfiction is like the weird games you used to play on the playground at school by yourself. You’re alone, until someone comes up and asks if they can join. From there, more and more kids join in your game, and you’ve got yourself a great community of like-minded people all enjoying one thing. Don’t treat it like a job, or an investment, but as the fun, community-rich, positive-focused thing it was meant to be!

Learn what your strengths and weaknesses are. For me personally, I have a terrible time with trying to write dialogue that doesn’t make me cringe, so I find myself rewriting paragraphs over and over again. However, I find I am good at environmental storytelling! So, to combat one thing with another, I make my ability to write out a detailed scene my key element. As many of you have told me, my scenery is what you know me for/enjoy the most, so I am always aiming to improve that. But, I am also taking time to work through my dialogue issues as well! It’s all about balance.

For big projects, make a Pinterest board. Seriously. Visualization is key to keeping things constant from start to finish. (This can be the same for music playlists and tiktok favorites).

Read other fanfiction. You find yourself really liking a creator? Well, what do you like about them? Find whatever draws you to their writing and try to incorporate those themes into your own works (not plagiarizing, obviously). Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, so pick apart all the good aspects of someone’s writing abilities and work on them yourself!

Lastly, be kind to yourself. This should be fun. Why would you want to spend your time stressing yourself out about writing for a special interest that makes you happy? You’ll just end up making yourself hate that thing. Have fun!! Make friends who enjoy the same things as you! Dish compliments like you’ve got unlimited to spare, because guess what, you do!! Kindness and community are never meaningless, so don’t be afraid to show some compassion!!!

Love you all, happy reading and happy writing!!

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[xodrucifer]

creepypasta if life was beautiful

[xodrucifer]

as someone who lives in upper washington and sometimes walks near woods i can also confirm that i have thought that ive seen moving things in the woods that arent animals

that’s what’s so cool about the woods in the pnw, they’re so pretty and whimsical and cool but you for sure are not alone in them, who knows what’s gonna follow you home

[xodrucifer]

here's how i think the creeps smoke and what some of them are like when they're high

i like to think that the pastas with non-physical bodies, or non-human bodies can’t get physically harmed really bad, so doing stuff like drugs doesn’t affect them negatively that much. with me saying that, please don’t take this as inspiration to go do drugs. you are not a creepypasta. you have a physical body ( probably ) and please don’t go do drugs because of this post. anyway, here’s how i think the creeps have a fun saturday night. i am not liable for anything ever.

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Jeff: it’s well known on this blog that this bastard will smoke anything, out of anything, with anything, that he can get his dirty fucking hands on. he doesn’t consider himself a stoner, but he will smoke with someone is invited. or alone, he doesn’t care. i think his favorite drugs are edibles that have like 200mg in them. he eats them all. absolutely fucks them up. then he lays on the living room couch, stoned out of his mind, watching pastas come in and out from their assigned jobs. he thrives knowing that he’s liked just enough by slender to sit on his ass and watch everyone else work. probably vapes too, enjoys menthol and mint flavors most but secretly enjoys fruity flavors, specifically white peach and strawberry. also smokes cigarettes a lot, but nowhere near as much as tim or brian. jeff loves the burn they give in his lungs. when high, he's much more impulsive, much more offensive, much more violent, and just overall more of a jerk off.

BEN: ben definitely vapes as his main choice of getting high; he’s the type of kid in school who skips class to go vape and fiend in the bathroom with the upperclassmen. he knows how to do tricks, how to hold the vapor in hella long, and loves trying to hit multiple vapes at once. i’m talking 4 through his mouth, 1 through his nose all at once. his go to flavors are fruity flavors and his favorite types are geek bars, referred to as “ the geekers. “ loves orange creamsicle, raspberry peach, and mango flavors the most. also smokes weed when he’s home; prefers to smoke with blunts or carts but has a fancy bong that he’s incredibly protective of. smokes indica-type strains mostly, and his favorite time of day to smoke is late night-early morning. he doesn’t mind smoking alone but loves to smoke with jeffery or toby. loves to try to get toby as baked as humanly possible. sometimes, rarely, once in a blue moon type of rare, tim will smoke with ben if he’s had a really boring day. brian and dark link are also regulars during ben’s smoke sessions. silver likes to sit in and hang out too but never joins in. ben would probably have sex high, maybe i’ll make another post about that. the hardest thing he’s ever done was molly, had a really weird trip so now he only sticks to vaping and smoking weed. 

toby: he seems like he’d smoke cigarettes the most, but i also like to think that he smokes weed and vapes pretty often. gets his cigarettes from tim, either buying them off him or stealing them. doesn’t have his own weed stash, so he goes to smoke with ben instead and fiend off him. toby has an abnormally high thc tolerance, so it takes a little bit more to get him high, and ben always takes this as a challenge to see how stoned he can get toby. likes minty-flavored vapes, specifically juuls and geekbars. he’s the type of high to sit around and be lazy, be laid back and flirty, and say and do stupider things than usual. the hardest thing he’s ever done was molly with ben, his trip wasn’t as weird and was pretty dope in his opinion, he’d do it again. tries to smoke multiple cigarettes at once, fails and almost throws up.

slenderman: doesn’t smoke often, but has a box of old-timey cigars he keeps on him at all times that he will rarely smoke. he likes the smell of cigars and cigarettes but isn’t fond of the smell of weed that lingers in the Manor halls. 

masky: likes his cigarettes, prefers marlboro reds but will smoke any kind. he’s been smoking since his late teens so sometimes he’s got a raspy voice and rough smokers cough that makes you jump if it’s quiet. doesn’t care much for weed, but will smoke with hoodie and ben if he’s had a boring day, or if he’s feeling nostalgic. has hit ben’s vape a couple times, doesn’t mind it and would buy his own if desperate for a buzz and didn’t have his cigarettes on him. ben pays him to buy his vapes and weed since he’s obviously over 21, and in turn he gets ben to pay for his cigarettes. the hardest thing he’s done is coke, tweaked out incredibly hard and then swore to never do it again. 

Hoodie: not as heavy of a cigarette smoker as tim is, but still runs out of packs pretty quick. smokes weed more often with ben and jeff than any other person, prefers to smoke it early morning so he can unwind from his workday. he’s the type of high to get really philosophical and have deep conversations, and still wonder about them days after. has hit ben’s vapes but doesn’t really care for it, likes the minty ones more than others but still prefers cigarettes. sometimes buys ben’s stuff if tim can’t get it in exchange for free weed. will smoke multiple cigarettes at once and not throw up. the hardest thing he’s done was pills, has a pretty bad addiction but got himself out of it with tim’s help.

eyeless jack: i can’t see him smoking weed or vaping, or even cigarettes that often. maybe a cigarette every once in a while, but that’s only if he’s stressed out and it’s a really specific setting, or he just barely saved someone’s life and he needs to relieve that build-up. most likely smoked weed a little bit and experimented during college, although never wanted to do anything to hard due to personal experiences with friends and family doing it. the hardest thing he’s ever done was secretly acid, had a terrible trip and will never touch it again. 

laughing jack: has done meth before, would probably do it again. 

clockwork: she’s a cigarette girl. loves her cigarettes, laughs at ben’s tutti-frutti flavored vape. smokes a lot with tim and brian in the shop, the littered cigarette butts on the ground are hers by a significant amount. the hardest thing she’s done is molly, enjoyed her trip and would do it again probably. 

dark link: loves to smoke weed with ben, that’s his preferred way to get high. doesn’t care much for cigarettes cause he doesn’t like the smell, but does enjoy ben’s menthol vapes. loves bongs and joints equally, but loves blunts the most. likes carts a lot too, and will take edibles like they’re candy. he’s the type to get high and get really really flirty, but did we expect anything less from dark? likes to get crossfaded too, but doesn’t ever remember the night before when he wakes up, but ben and his trusty cameras do. the hardest thing he’s ever done is so many shrooms that he thought he was in hell. 

glitchy red: prefers weed and vaping over cigarettes, and only likes getting high at night in a group or with at least one other person. fiends off of ben’s vapes, and likes the fruity flavors, specifically strawberry or kiwi. prefers to smoke weed out of bongs or pipes, but will settle for carts or joints. he’s the type of high to also get really flirty and would have sex while high as well. would probably be more experimental too. also really lazy when he’s high, just wants to sit and chill and eat a bunch of food. the hardest thing he’s done is probably shrooms. And the trip was alright. 

lost silver: i don’t see him smoking really at all out of shyness and no urge to do it. nobody pressures him, and he doesn’t see the point, so he just kinda hangs out when people are smoking, preferably ben. he has hit ben’s vapes a couple times, didn’t mind the minty flavors but just doesn’t see the enjoyment in it. has hit ben’s bong once, and one hit was enough for him to almost green out. 

nina: she LOVES her girly flavored vapes. doesn’t care much for cigarettes or weed, but will smoke ben’s bong in exchange for gossip she hears around that he hasn’t picked up on yet. loves hitting ben’s tutti-frutti vapes, and will chief his dead ones from him. likes strawberry, pina colada, and white grape the most. when she’s high she gets really energized and talkative and will yap your ear off. ben is her vape plug, she tells him what she wants and he sends tim out to get it. hardest thing she’s done i imagine could be acid or shrooms.  

[xodrucifer]

hey guysss hiiiiiii after two years heyyyyyyy

here are my headcanons for the slenderman Manor as an apology for being gone for so long woopsie daisy. this’ll have lots of stuff but not everything so maybe i’ll make another part who knowsss, this is things such as how to access the Manor, who lives there and visits, what the Manor has to offer, things like that. i yapped a lot so get comfy. 

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outside and around the manor

- first, i imagine the Manor being set in the pacific northwest, mainly somewhere around upper washington, although the location of the forest changes at slender’s will. the pacific northwest is known for it’s natural beauty and dense forests, and as someone who lives there, i’m biased in saying it’s the best part of the country. the Manor and the forest it resides in have their own magical cloak due to slenderman’s manipulation. the Manor’s forest resides in a bigger, normal forest that humans can access whenever, although this magicial cloak is very effecient at keeping them out.

- what seperates the Manor’s forest and whatever normal forest it resides in aren’t obvious boundaries to both humans and sometimes Pastas. to a human, the forest will seem highly uninviting; once crossing the boundary, the sky will turn much darker and the weather will be unpredictable, ranging from a cold, light sprinkle, to dangerous, violent, howling thunderstorms that can make thick trees crash down into your path. this weather won’t be seen from outside the boundary, only once you cross into the boundary. 

- the Manor and the surrounding forest are sort of in their own magical “ dome, “ protected by slenderman’s magic and manipulation. he can manipulate the nature in the forest, doing things like making pathways pop up out of nowhere to lead you farther from his home, or closer to it, depending on whatever you have to offer him. he can make trees crash down into your path, warning you to stay away, or draw the animals of the forest closer to you in an attempt to scare you back down the path. in desperate attempts, he can shift the physical properties of the forest, creating a trapping maze with winding pathways, thick, blinding fog, trees that didn’t seem there twenty minutes ago, or by carving a violent, crashing river crossing your path. if slenderman wants you out, he’ll make sure you get the message and get out. 

- if you’re someone who’s not supposed to be there, the forest will be incredibly uninviting and eerie. as you walk through the dark and dangerously cold weather, you won’t be able to ignore the feeling that you’re not alone; you won’t be able to ignore the feeling of shivers and goosebumps shooting up your body everytime you hear an unsettling whistle, or smell the smoke of a cigarette of another unseen inhabitant, or hear your name being whispered in the howling wind. the forest wants you out, and the entire time you’re looking for your exit, you won’t feel alone. 

- for Pastas, the forest is much more inviting and familiar. there will still be the shitty weather sometimes, but that’s just mother nature’s doing, not slenderman’s. the pathways will stay where they were, and the trees will have recognizable markers on them, leading the Pastas to where they need to go. the weather in the forest is usually weather that slender likes, which can either feel like a warm spring day, or a foggy, wet winter morning. slender likes to feel at home in his forest, but he knows that mother nature will do her own thing sometimes. the boundary is easily recognizable by the inhabitants of the Manor and regular visitors by smell; there will always be a cold, rainy smell the closer you get to the boundary, no matter how the weather is outside. they also have crossed it so many times going on missions and such, that they get pretty accustomed to the forest outside their own and can easily recognize when they’re nearing home.

- slenderman can also influence things such as day and night, what plants are growing, and how scary or welcoming he wants the forest to be, although he doesn’t mess with those things often, unless he’s feeling truly nostalgic about some time in history. he appreciates the natural beauty of the world and nature, and doesn’t see the pleasure in changing it. sometimes the weather can drastically change following his emotions, but that doesn’t happen too often, unless something like a majorly important mission is messed up, or the government picks up something new on slender’s existence. 

the manor’s architecture

- the Manor looks a lot like an english country house, although when being built, it took inspiration from all sorts of architecture styles, from those such as victorian, italian, and german architecture. when it was built and who built it is still unknown to most residents, and it’s unknown if even slender himself knows that answer. surrounding the Manor are spiked fences and a large gate, and on the surrounding property are communal things to do; there’s a community garden, and whoever wants a little plot, ranging from 4x4 to 16x16 can have one, there’s a flower garden, with benches to sit at and a range of flowers depending on the season, with a pond that lots of Pastas swim in during the summer, and there’s also old, worn down horse stables that have been there forever. tim likes to fix them up in his free time, but he doesn’t have much of that, so it’s an ongoing process. 

- the Manor has lots of useful rooms and attributes, things like an old library with books written by authors long forgotten, a large basement/cellar that’s used to keep victims and torture kidnapped government officials, police, and special forces members for information, a medical ward, where jack spends most of his time with his assistants, indoor and outdoor training grounds, a rundown shop used to store stolen vehicles, a large kitchen, multiple main rooms, an office near the top of the Manor for slender, and enough bedrooms to house a small army. 

- the library is one of slender’s favorite areas of the Manor. if he’s not in his office stressing over his Proxies and jeffery, he’s sitting in the library, reading journals from authors long forgotten, in a cozy grandpa chair with a cup of tea. not many Pastas go into the library, mostly out of fear of accidentally disturbing slender, but also because lots of them have better things to do, like launch cyber security attacks on the government. sometimes sally will join him, and together they’ll write stories and makeshift poetry and draw. slender cherishes those drawings. 

- the shop is where the Pastas store stolen or broken down vehicles, tools and parts, unclaimed extra weapons, and where those men can be boys and do stupidly dangerous teenage things, like light fireworks dangerously close flammable liquids, and put bricks onto car pedals and see just where those cars end up. tim and brian spend a lot of their time here, planning missions, mapping out nearby towns and cities, and planning their next move on whatever poor victim they have their eyes on. they’ll also mess around on cars with toby, jeffery, and natalie. ben will sometimes hang out, but that’s only to smoke outside with jeff in their free time. the floor of the shop is littered in cigarette butts, something slender isn’t exactly fond of, but lets go of anyway. they also store large stolen things here, like furniture they thought they’d have a place for, or cool shit they found in an abandoned building that they wanted to mess around with. the shop is near the worn down horse stables, down a path made of broken cement and gravel, framed with wild blackberry bushes that toby and ben like to snack from. 

- the medical ward is in a lower part of the Manor, but not as low as the basement is. jack spends a lot of time here, organzing medical tools, cleaning up after past checkups and procedures, and making sure the ward is stocked up enough to treat whatever wounds the Pastas stumble in with. he has a couple of assistants, victims that the Pastas have kidnapped and realized they had something to offer, and jack will send them out shopping to get supplies he needs, often with a Proxy to make sure they don’t run off. these assistants are usually young nursing students, and have their own knowledge on the majors they studied that helps jack a lot when he’s unsure about a topic. there’s lots of medical books, tapes, and things you’d find in a classroom, such as anatomy figurines and plastic toys of different organs. there’s also fridges to store… things… and beds that a wounded Pasta can rest in. 

- the basement is more underground than the medical ward is, and is a large, cement-walled dungeon with a small amount of prison cells, torture tables, and even more storage for weapons. it’s dimly lit and cold, and has an eerie, haunted feeling to it. the floors of the cells are worn and stained with blood, and pairs of shackles sit in waiting for the next unfortunate soul. the main users of the torturey parts of the basement are jeffery and tim, but everyone has used it atleast once, even sally. 

- the decoration in the Manor consists of marble headpieces who’s eyes may or may not follow you as you walk, old beautiful paintings that are probably the originals, fancy plants in fancy vases, soft red carpets, stained glass windows in the kitchen and halls, dark wooden staircases, oil lanterns on the walls, tapestries, antique mirrors, antique grandma decorations that slender loves, miniature greek and roman statues, historic appliances, and much more. think fancy, well upkept, and comfortable, but at the same time, starting to wear down and knocked off the walls too much, and that’s the kind of furniture in the Manor. 

who lives there

- in my headcanon, the Proxies each have their own room, and the Pastas that live there are jeffery, ben, natalie, dark link, glitchy red, lost silver, sally, x-virus, eyeless jack, laughing jack, kate the chaser, liu, and nina. jane visits, although she has an apartment she lives in. jack’s assistants also have their own rooms, just much smaller and farther away from the main Pasta’s rooms. 

- everyone who moves in gets the same size room, although the Proxies get significantly larger ones, to make up for more responsibility given to them, and space needed to plan out personal missions. everyone gets to decorate their rooms however they want, it just depends on them to get what they want. some ask ben to order things online for them, using an account that has so much money in it that the owner wouldn’t notice it missing, or taking the fun route and hauling a bunch of stolen stuff in the back of a truck and driving like maniacs into the night. slender doesn’t care how they get their stuff, as long as they don’t make themselves too obvious to society. the medical assistants all have the same stuff provided to them by slender, and often higher quality things too, as a thank you for choosing to stick around and help instead of having their life cut short. all the Pastas bedrooms are on the second floors of the manor, and the Proxies and slender’s are on the third floor. the medical assistants rooms are on the first floor. there’s also spare bedrooms for when other Pastas visit, and those are decorated with basic needs and comforts. 

the Manor in total has 24 bedrooms, 20 of those being used including the medical assistants, and 20 bathrooms in the Manor, 6 of those being on the second floor, and 3 being on the third floor. there’s one bathroom in slender’s office, a couple scattered throughout the library, 2 in the medical ward, and 4 in the general areas of downstairs. the second floor isn’t all bedrooms, there’s also a decently large living area for the Pastas to hangout in, and most of the storage is split between that floor and the third floor.

anyway that's what i got of the creepypasta traphouse if i think of more i'll make another part, i missed ya'll and i love ya'll and i have a lot of ideas to write so maybe i'll be back anyway peace out

[xodrucifer]

foaming at the mouth waiting for the next part of this to be posted guys go read this right now

sage forest mental institution.

chapter 1: pilot word count: 2.5k note: yes this is a rewrite. i am sorry. also on AO3. here is the link.

Working in Wing F, evaluation and quarantine, allows for you to observe a whole slew of mental disorders. Some make sense to you, and would as well to the layman. Some simply do not, and the shit-grade doctors at Sage Fores are apparently as stupid as they seem and dropped the fuck to be given between the cracks of drainage.

Three new patients come in, along with a cold gust of wind.

The transport officer, Jeremy, offers you his greetings once again.

“’Sup, lil’ bro?” To him, gender is irrelevant, and so is age. You’re not even sure how much older he is than you, or if he is at all, but you’d gotten used to the term of affection long ago.

“Nothing much, Jeremy. Thanks for bringing them in. Need a snack?” You offer, knowing the man to have an endless pit for a stomach.

“Aw shit, you know I do.” So you toss him a pack of three Oreos. The only thing stronger than the man’s lactose intolerance is apparently his love for the cookies.

Four other officers—they have to be new, you’d never seen any of their faces before—bring the new patients to be evaluated into the building, distributing them into their cells.

One patient with light brown hair and baby blues, still in prisoner’s clothes, speaks up. “May I be placed next to him?” His hands, cuffed, weakly gesture to the bearded man next to him.

And with a sharp wham he’s beaten into the ground. Jeremy, still with Oreos in his mouth, is startled.

Something tugs at your gut.

“Who the fuck gave you the right to touch my patient?” You snap, not recognizing the volume and ferocity of your own voice.

The nameless officer, his face now burned into your mind’s eye, opens his mouth, only to stutter.

Jeremy’s hand shoots out between both of you and places his back to his subordinate. You vaguely register the third patient—the one with a shaggy brown mop of hair—help up the one who spoke.

“I’m sorry. He didn’t mean it,” defends Jeremy half-heartedly. You know this guy well enough to figure out that he’s just defending a newbie on the job.

“Not your fault, Jeremy,” you mutter. “But keep him on a leash or something. I don’t care if he beats other prisoners or something, but,” you step closer to look the new officer in the eye, his own orbs glazed over with a hint of fear and remorse, “remember that my job is hard enough as it is. I now have to treat a wound and whatever trauma that person suffered from you.”

The new officer gulps. “S-sorry.”

“Hm.” You keep your response curt so as to avoid any words that might let him think what he did was marginally okay.

You turn back to get a good look at your poor patient. “Sorry about that. What’s your name?” You always preferred asking your patients directly instead of referring to a document serving only to persecute them.

“Brian Thomas,” he croaks out, but not before his eyes flit to your nametag. “I’m fine, I was just caught off guard.”

“I’ll still have to send you to medical later,” you say apologetically. “Here, as an apology.” You pull another pack of Oreos out of your pocket.

The man smiles weakly at you, accepting the cookies. “Thank you.”

This batch of new patients seems to be rather well-behaved and rational, instead of the violent type you get most of the time. They are, after all, being sent to an asylum for the criminally insane.

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After Jeremy and his subordinates are gone, you settle your patients in with the help of Andrea, a nurse from another wing. In this godforsaken asylum, you believe only her to have a good heart. She was the one who helped you get settled in with this job when you’d first entered 8 months ago.

And as Brian Thomas had wished, you placed him and his pal next to each other. You note that the three of them seem close, which might make your job easier. If you can’t coax something out of one of them, there are two others to try it on.

“It’s only two weeks, and if you’re lucky, maybe just one,” you had told the three men, who all provided you with no noteworthy reactions.

No meds were needed at this point in quarantine, unless the doctor determined that they were in need of it, which was usually in the later stages of quarantine, and usually signified their release into the main asylum.

Administrative work is a blur as always. All work in this gloomy building is to you, and every day is a dissociative fog to you until you get to visit your own patients in their rooms.

The first one you visit is the one whom Brian had requested to be put next to, and you did indeed place them in adjacent cells. His dossier carries the name “Timothy Wright”.

You knock on the door respectfully— a thing you do for your patients in hopes they don’t lose the sense that they’re still a person. This asylum is no cozy home, but if you don’t try to make it one for them, they’ll probably lose their minds.

No response comes from within the room. You take it as an absence of objection to your intrusion, and enter.

“Hey, man.” You include a deliberate casualness in your tone, hoping it’ll help set the man at ease.

The cell includes a simple bathroom cubicle in the corner, complete with a sink and a mirror right next to it. The floor is tiled and the bedframe crickety. On the rare occasion that a patient invites you to sit on the bed with them, you find that the mattress can barely be classified as decent.

Timothy sits on the bed, his attention now captured by you. “Hey.”

You allow a calculated amount of silence between you and him, allowing for him to speak his mind. He does.

“You still got some of those Oreos?” He asks.

This question is not unexpected. “Yeah.” And you toss him a packet from your coat’s pocket.

He catches it with ease. “You, uh…just keep those in your pocket?”

You can recall a patient or two who’s asked you that question before, so you take it as an opportunity to explain. “Sometimes we give these out to patients who’re well-behaved as a reward.” You pause, choosing your words carefully to balance both honesty and a sense of warmth. “But honestly I don’t like that we only give it as a reward. It’s like you’re dogs to be rewarded. Just don’t tell anyone else that I simply give out Oreos.”

You say this as if damn near half the asylum patients don’t already know you for your free Oreos, though they’re all bribed with a free Oreo pack pass to keep it a secret from the asylum. The rest of the staff, save for Andrea, just think you’re nice and happen to give the treats for every single good deed the patients carry out. Though, you’re still careful, lest a single glance at your wing’s stash of sundry Oreos betray you. So you make it a point to buy them from the convenience store outside your home with your own pay, and replenish the stock every day, making sure the stash seems untouched.

Timothy simply nods in understanding, opening the pack to pop a cookie into his mouth whole. Next up is something you don’t expect.

“Want one?” He holds the open pack to you.

“Uh.” Then you laugh. “Why not?” You make sure not to reject, placing yourself on the same level as him. That is to say, lacking a stash of Oreos. Pulling an Oreo out of the packet in his hand, you pop it into your mouth too.

“Thanks, man,” you say through a mouthful of Oreo. After you swallow, you ask his name.

“You can just call me Tim.” You note that even he prefers the shorter version of his name.

“Alright, Tim. If you ever need me, just call me. Okay?”

He provides a simple nod in response, then offers an “okay” in return.

You nod. Everything in his room is in order, and he seems to require no more than just that simple check-in.

The door closes.

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The next to visit on your list is Brian, who sits on the bed, an ice pack pressed to his cheek with Andrea crouched by his side. She notices your presence, gets up and whispers to you.

“I’ll leave you to it, hun.” She knows you don’t like your patients surrounded by more than one nurse or doctor if necessary, so you thank her silently and turn to face your patient once your colleague is gone.

Brian’s swelling seems to already have gone down, with the darkness of the bruise already fading to a dark green. “You heal quite fast,” you remark.

Straightening up, you hold a hand out to him. “I’m Y/N, a nurse here.” He grabs your hand and shakes it firmly with a slight smile on the good side of his face. “I’m Brian Thomas.” You chuckle. “Yes, I have your dossier here,” you joke, albeit a lame, half-assed one.

“Hey, I’m sorry about what happened earlier,” you begin. “Usually, those guys don’t touch my patients ‘cause they know what happens if they do—I’ll sock them right back— but it seems these ones were new. I’ll see what I can do about it, disciplinary actions or getting them barred from here or something.”

Brian smiles, letting out a huff of a laugh through his nose. “No need. I can see why they act like that. In prison…sometimes it’s necessary.” When that doesn’t seem to reassure you, he adds, “I’ve been through a lot worse. Trust me. It’s okay.”

You’re not reassured, not in the slightest bit. But years of experience with patients have taught you to go along with them. Forcing them in your own direction would do no good for either of you.

“If you say so,” is what your mouth and brain collectively settle on. “Doesn’t mean you should be treated like that, though. Any staff touches you, let me know.” You smile a little at the following thought, “Everyone knows not to touch the patients in my wing.”

That’s not to say you’re the head of the wing. You feel a little ick, even, at claiming that this is “your wing”. But seeing as patients leave the wing happy or even a little better than before, you think it’s fine.

“Are you three friends…?” You ask.

Brian replies. “Tim and I are. The third one, Toby, is new to, uh… us.”

Something tells you not to press it.

“Right then. That reminds me, I’ve gotta get around to Toby. Uh…,” You refer to the third one’s dossier. “Is calling him Toby okay, or should I be calling him Tobias?”

Brian’s eyes darken. “Don’t ever call him Tobias.”

So you enter Toby’s room, and make a mental note to never call him Tobias, because he could be dangerous if you do so.

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I didn’t expect us to find the one so soon.

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You enter Toby’s room and make a mental note to never call him Tobias, because he could be dangerous if you do so.

But it seems otherwise to you.

What sticks out to you, more of a concern than even his potentially murderous behavior upon being called his real name, is the bandage on his cheek. While Toby was indeed quiet at first, especially on your first visit, with small, retracted body language, knees pulled to his chin and short, quiet responses, he quickly warmed up.

After countless “yes, no, maybe, I don’t know”s, you insert an innocent, “You can call me any time for anything you need,” and his eyes light up. You think that perhaps he’s just lonely, and anticipate a lot of calls from him. 

And you’re right to do so, with him calling you for every little thing.

Every. Little. Thing.

“Y/N, I can’t tie the robe at the back…,” whines Toby as he half-heartedly reaches and grabs at the ribbon behind his back. 

“Okay,” you laugh, and reach out to tie it for him. And then, gently, he grasps your hand, perhaps to guide it to the ribbon. You’re not allowed to touch patients. But for him, for just this once, maybe you’ll let him. 

But he turns around to face you, brown eyes unreadable. 

“You really mean it, right? That I can call you for anything?”

You’re caught off guard by the whole thing. “Uh…,” You laugh nervously. “Yeah. Yes.” Before you’re about to blabber on in nervousness about why and how he should, he grins, eyes brightening a little.

“Great! I’ll see you later.”

He does, in fact, see you later.

To put it lightly, Toby calls you a lot. To put it bluntly, he calls you for a lot of stupid shit.

“Y/N,” he’d whine, dragging out the syllables of your name, “I’m bored!” So you give him a book. Then, you play a board game with him. Finally, you attempt to teach him biology, which a man his age should really not be marveling at, given the rudimentariness of the content you rattle off.

“Y/N,” he’d whine again, “I’m hungry!” And you’d tease, “You just had lunch, Toby.” 

“But I’m hungryyyyy!” He’d exclaim. “I get hungry easily. And I’m hungry now.”

You begrudgingly pull out a pack of Oreos from your pocket.

And now, it’s the 64th time, at the end of two weeks, and most likely the last time he’ll get to call on you like this. Though you’d usually begrudgingly heed his call and head over with a slight drag in your steps, you decide that today, now, you may as well entertain his silly little questions for the last time.

And so you knock on the door and enter upon his “Come in!”, bracing yourself for whatever nonsensical request he might make. 

A nonsensical request he makes indeed. “Y/N,” he mumbles, fidgeting with his hands. “Can you…uh… turn around for a moment?”

Never turn your back to a patient, not when they’re criminally insane. But today, now, your guard is down, and your brain somehow forgets that you might land yourself in danger.

You laugh, dismissing his silly request as “just a Toby thing”, and twirl around, only exposing your back for a moment. 

One second is all it takes. You only turn 180 degrees, barely a completion of your round.

You hit the floor with a thud.

note: sorry for all the page breaks. i promise it'll get better soon.

[xodrucifer]

Begging you for more glitchy red nsfw content

sure okay! i love slutty men!

- red’s the type of guy to play those weird make out games, the ones that are like “ see how long you can makeout without using hands “ or “ truth or dare but he’s horny and he’s gonna dare you to take your clothes off “

- he loves games like truth or dare, 7 minutes in heaven, spin the bottle, all that type of stuff; he also likes playing twister with as many people on that mat as possible; he isn’t trying to fuck during twister ( most of the time ) he just thinks it’s hella fun

- he has a weird thing for saliva; it probably has something to do with the die-hard love for making out he has

- if he ever had a pregnancy scare with a partner he’d probably freak the fuck out

- im talking like hyperventilating, mind racing, talking incredibly fast and scattered about how he doesn’t think he wants to be a dad and how he doesn’t want to raise a kid especially in this environment and how he’s a monster in his own eyes and yada yada all that stuff

- he’d make it clear that he doesn’t want to be a father before any sort of messing around, nor that the environment he lives in is a safe place for a kid. if his partner insisted on raising a kid, red would remove himself almost completely, except for putting mysterious large amounts of money into their bank account every so often

- if his partner doesn’t want a kid, he’ll happily ( and frantically ) buy any sort of morning-after pill, schedule any appointment under a fake identity, blackmail any doctor into performing it, all the stuff to make sure that his partner can make a choice that they want to, and not be stuck with something permanent after a little night of fun

- on a different note, probably watches porn on twitter

- he’ll be getting really into whatever he’s watching and then one of those horrifyingly random twitter videos will pop up, the type of stuff you ONLY find on twitter, and then get really upset that he got interrupted by some edgelord online

- honestly probably down for a threesome

- or foursome

- i think three other people is the most he’ll do

- after that he gets jealous then has to leave, poor red

- one of the few creeps to sometimes hook up with random victims

- probably owns a faceless porn account on twitter

- i feel like he’s the type of guy to have a mirror somewhere around his room where he can see both himself and who ever he’s fucking; he’s very into looking at himself during times like these. he’s a very self-centered whore

- probably not into really heavy kinks like bdsm and stuff, but more into things like impact play, sensory play, and anything that has to do with his mouth somewhere on your body

- really likes spanking, really likes biting and hickies being left on either person, really likes having his hair pulled, REALLY likes being blindfolded but being so sarcastic and touchy that somehow he’s the one in the lead

- i like to think that he prefers a partner who he can manhandle, ie throw over his shoulder and body slam into a bed for the fun of it

- or on a kinkier note, he likes being able to hold someone down and just have his fun, wether it be him mocking and taunting you while he’s in control, or him pretending to be the nice submissive hookup who turns into a power-hungry manwhore

- basically he’s more dominant in my headcanon

- and he’s a whore

[xodrucifer]

can we have nsfw headcanon for lost silver, glitchy red & Ben drowned (with he/they pronouns) please and ty

yeah sure let’s slut these characters out some more

i didn’t really focus on a masculine or feminine reader, i more so wanted this one gender neutral. also i kind of got carried away but it’s okay we all love some slutty killers am i right ?? right guys

also i only did ben and red, i wanted to do silver but this thing has been sitting in my asks for so long i just wanted to get it out anyway enjoy

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Ben:

- let’s get this cleared up first: ben’s a whore.

- ben’s the type of little shit to be in your friend group who flirts with everyone and their other friends, goes home with someone, and then hangs out with them the next day like he didn’t just commit cardinal sins the night before.

- i headcanon ben as a switch; sometimes he wants to take the lead, telling you exactly what to do and saying the most sinful things that make your heart ( and sex ) throb. he’ll be all over you, figuratively and literally; hands everywhere they can reach and squeeze, mouth and tongue anywhere they can bite and tease, and knees near any part of your body they can keep spread and accessible.

- other times, he’ll let you do whatever you wanna do. you wanna take the lead and make him your bitch for the night? sure, he’s already stripping. you wanna put him completely at your mercy, doing things to him that make him heave and twitch? go ahead, he thinks it’s hot as fuck. you wanna take your time with him, slowly touching and stroking whatever it is he’s begging for to be touched? go ahead sweetheart, whatever you do next is just gonna make him want more of you.

- or, do you want to take your time in a more meaningful way? do you wanna be all giddy and loving, with soft touches and gentle strokes to each other’s bodies, with lots of laughter and smiling faces when funny noises happen? do you wanna cuddle afterward and listen to him ramble about his games, or take a shower afterwards and ease him through it if he gets uncomfortable with the water? whatever you want to do, he’s open to doing it. in the end, ben just wants the both of you to feel good. he’ll never admit it, but he secretly prefers the sex where he can feel wanted and loved. don’t be too rough to his little heart okay?

- sometimes, ben doesn’t want to be a horny blowjob-loving sex fiend; sometimes he just wants to make you feel good then fall asleep or relax and just enjoy his time with you.

- he’s very vocal; he’s almost never quiet unless you specifically ask him to be. either he’s grunting and panting while he’s slamming into you, or he’s a moaning, teary-eyed mess when you’re having your way with him. he’ll do anything in his horny power to make you scream too; if you wanna be quiet, it’s just a game to him; motivation to stroke longer, bite harder, and talk nastier. he just wants to make sure everyone knows how good you make him feel, or how good he is at making you feel good.

- ben will never admit it, but he secretly wants to get caught during the act when it’s really REALLY sinful; the type of stuff that’ll make a sheltered nun have a stroke. he also hopes if it does happen, it’s someone who he can invite to join the party ;)

- basically, ben’s a whore who isn’t afraid to make it known. have fun trying to not get caught when he’s constantly trying to fuck you ( consensually of course )

- aftercare with ben is really nice; once you two are done with whatever you sinners are doing, he’ll check you over and make sure you’re okay, physically and emotionally, and get you anything you ask for. usually he’s got half empty soda cans and water bottles laying around his room, so you won’t be getting dehydrated anytime after. he’s also got lots of large, soft blankets and cute stuffed animals from various games and tv-shows. he’ll drag you to bed with him, put you in a death grip while he spoons you, and mumble into your hair about how much he loves you and how hot you are, but eventually start snoring and drooling everywhere. the drool is out of love, he swears.

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Glitchy Red

- red’s definitely a whore, but not as much as ben is, he’s much more low-key about it.

- he won’t go out of his way to embarrass you infront of people via flirting; instead he’ll come up behind you when no one’s looking in whisper in your ear how badly he wants to make out with you in that moment.

- he REALLY likes making out

- he likes making out more than having sex; his version of foreplay is seeing how riled up he can get you without taking any clothes off; he’s kind of like a horny teenager who wants to have sex but they’re too scared to actually ask for it, so instead they just make out and dry-hump.

- he also really likes dry humping, he thinks it’s one of the hottest things ever; he thinks it’s so entertaining, grinding against you while there’s fabric painfully in between both your bodies; he loves the desperateness and control that he gets when he’s grinding himself against your clothed sex.

- when it actually comes to sex, he’s really into quickies around the Manor, but he’ll still take his time with you in a bedroom if he feels like it.

- one of his favorite things to do is wait until everyone’s busy, wether that’s with missions or a party or whatnot, and pull you into a bathroom, where he’ll proceed to bend you over the counter and fuck you while he has a hand clamped over your mouth, then finish inside and send you back to your little buddies with sore hips and hickies all down your back.

- whenever you’re having sex in a bedroom, his mouth is on yours whenever there’s a chance; he loves to moan into your mouth while he’s stroking himself all over or into you. his hands will hold you into place with tight grips, and his voice will whisper sinful things into your ear when he’s not busy with your mouth or neck. did i mention he loves to give you hickies? cause he does, a LOT.

- he’s really loud, but in a different way than ben; red loves to whine and has really breathy moans; he tries to stay quiet and pretend that he’s all controlled and only doing whatever he’s doing for himself, but in reality he loves the affection and the actions, and can’t help himself but whine into your ear a little bit. he likes to act all tough, but when he’s getting really desperate to cum and really REALLY into it and starts to feel just a little too good, he can’t stop the whining and desperate moaning that spills from his throat, and the continuous “ iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou- “ that spill out. don’t make fun of him for showing the emotion and breaking the tough character he likes to play, he’s someone who wants affection and love just like the rest of us.

- you can return the “iloveyou’s “ during aftercare; usually red’s exhausted, he’ll probably fall on top of you and pin you down with his sweaty body, refusing to move now matter how much you complain about it. eventually he’ll give in, and check you over to make sure you’re okay and get you something if you need it, then he’ll force you to get all comfy in his bed and clothes and go clean himself up with a shower; he prefers to shower alone after the act, it helps clear his mind up and gets him out of the mindset he was in just minutes ago. when he comes back, he’s gonna throw himself on top of you, lay his head down on your stomach and pass out for god knows how long; good luck getting out of that boyfriend-sized death trap.

- red’s more into taking the lead during sex; you’ll have to try your hardest if you want him to submit even a little bit, and even if that happens, he’ll make snarky comments and tease you about how much better you’d be able to take his cock if you let him take the lead. it’s your choice, do you wanna give up and let him have his fun and boost his cocky ego, or do you wanna put red in his place with a few slaps to his pretty face? the choice is yours darling.

- he really likes hickies, he really likes dry humping, he really likes quickies and whoring himself out to his partner, he really likes being loud and dominant, and really likes to whine; basically red is just a horny teenage boy who knows too many people.

[xodrucifer]

ben: “ tiny hearts generate above my head when i think of you “

[xodrucifer]

eyeless jack designs that are animalistic and make him look like a cryptic beast >>>>>

ben drowned designs that don’t boil him down to just a stoner teenager that everyone picks on >>>>>

sally headcanons that keep the horror aspect of her character >>>>>

jeff the killer designs that don’t boil him down to an overly edgy young adult who kills animals and children for fun >>>>>

toby designs that don’t boil him down to just a soft boy who would hold your hand and take you back to the manor if he just met you in a forest >>>>>>>>>>>

slenderman designs that include both boss and father figure >>>>>

jane and nina headcanons that are more than just angry spiteful women >>>>>

[xodrucifer]

eyeless jack designs that are animalistic and make him look like a cryptic beast >>>>>

ben drowned designs that don’t boil him down to just a stoner teenager that everyone picks on >>>>>

sally headcanons that keep the horror aspect of her character >>>>>

jeff the killer designs that don’t boil him down to an overly edgy young adult who kills animals and children for fun >>>>>

toby designs that don’t boil him down to just a soft boy who would hold your hand and take you back to the manor if he just met you in a forest >>>>>>>>>>>

slenderman designs that include both boss and father figure >>>>>

jane and nina headcanons that are more than just angry spiteful women >>>>>

[xodrucifer]

some creepypasta headcanons to apologize for the 5(?)ish months ive been gone

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- eyeless originally wanted to be a regular surgeon, but gained interest in being a pediatrician. ( a children's doctor ) he surprisingly worked well with kids, even though he was a quiet introvert who was running off 3 hours of sleep and adderall and looked pretty scary to a six year old

- i absolutely adore the idea that jack, a serial killer cannibal demon fuck, is good with kids and wanted to be a doctor mainly for them

- jacks also has had to help wild animals in the forest give birth. he doesn't particularly enjoy it but he won't leave the animal to have a difficult time by themselves

- his favorite woodland animals are deer, snakes, and winged insects

- for a while a bunch of pastas thought ben had tics; turns out he just glitched out so bad that his body looked like it was experiencing tics

- catch him holding a glass of milk and then all of a sudden there's a shattered glass on the floor cause his hand glitched out so bad

- also he's lactose intolerant he has no business drinking milk

- jeff has an unhealthy addiction to coconut oil. he eats it, he puts it on his dry ass skin, he puts it in his hair; he thinks it's the magical cure that'll fix all his crustyness. its not.

- everyone in that manor has committed massive amounts of theft. it just comes with being a serial killer who works for the devil himself. let them have their fun

- toby likes to think that he has the physical abilities equal to a main character in an action anime; he’ll try and do flips and spins and shit off buildings and trees and then eat shit when he falls and breaks both legs

- if eyeless is busy and can’t play doctor, masky and hoodie take up the job while they wait for him to get back. they’ve got a decent understanding of how to train most minor wounds, do stitches, and if it comes to it, amputee a limb. usually they leave that last bit to eyeless. or jeff

[xodrucifer]

Can you write very fluff headcanons of X-virus with his s/o 👉👈?

oh sure!! cody's one of my favorite pastas so this will be fun to write

also these kind of turned into general fluff headcanons but i swear his s/o is in there

x-virus/cody fluff headcanons

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- in my headcanon, cody is actually a pretty affectionate person; his love languages are acts of service, physical touch, and gift giving, but he's actually pretty uncomfortable with words of affection, giving and receiving. he'd much rather show than tell

- i like to think of him as one of those people who wants to romanticize their life; everyday he tries to find something to look forward to and find joy in, and a lot of the times that's you!

- cody's a total love bug, but he's got conflicting feelings about romance

- a lot of the times he isn't comfortable with being shown/showing affection; he thinks that it's because in his childhood he wasn't really shown that much until he was adopted; he basically just never really got comfortable with it

- it takes a lot of trust and bond between you and him for him to open up and start being affectionate romantically; he wants to show you that he loves you but sometimes he gets uncomfortable, and it makes him feel like he isn't the best boyfriend

- on another note, he'd do anything for you; literally anything. he'd spray paint slender's face if you asked him to, although you'd have to pay for the medical bills afterwards lmao

- but he'll sit there, dorky dumb little look on his face, covered in bandages after being thrown into a wall, looking at you with all the love in the world in his eyes and a stupid lil smile

- he just loves you, even if you're the cause of him with two broken limbs and a minor concussion

- usually after missions, cody's drained. it takes a lot of work to poison then beat someone to death, sometimes entire households. he's burnt out afterwards, so what does he do to deal with that? a food date then naps <3

- his favorite thing to do is " borrow " brian's car at 2:30 in the morning, then drive into town with you, blasting 2000's pop and picking wherever you guys wanna get food

- his favorite places are old diners; the places that don't really look like anything from the outside, but on the inside there's a big-ass desert display and stoned teenagers eating their weight in pie and fried food; those are the places that make memories

- you bet that he's ordering half the menu; he just robbed and killed some poor family, of course he's gonna take their money then spend it all on pie

- his order can range from a number of things, but usually he gets a strawberry milkshake, a mushroom-swiss burger, and garlic fries, topped with ranch dressing and honey mustard sauce

- he'll sit with his food across from you, chowing down like a starving madman, and occasionally flick a fry or a dollop of whipped cream at you, just to mess with you a lil bit

- don't throw anything back though; cody isn't afraid to start a food fight in this diner

- after he's done eating his weight in garlic fries, you bet that you're gonna drive back to the manor and pass out with each other. cody's tummy is full and he's tired; all he wants to do is lay with you, covered by a bunch of blankets in a freezing cold room

- and you bet that's exactly what's happening

- let's set the scene: you get back, belly full, feeling tired, and wanting to pass out with cody. it's three am, the sun is still hidden but the moon gives you enough light to navigate cody's room; a giant bed infront of you is covered in throw blankets, all a range of dark colors, numerous large pillows, both silk and plush, and a weighted blanket to top it off. it's raining as well and the room is cold, you're so tired that you don't want to move, but cody grabs your hand and drags you over to his bed.

- first he gets in; he throws all the blankets back and climbs in. he's wearing black sweatpants and a dark grey sweater, and his hair is messed up and wild. he settles down then motions for you to join him, and you so gladly do.

- you climb in next to him and grab the blankets he previously moved. you pulled them over yourself and him, and layed down so that you're facing him. he stares at you for a second, then grabs you and pulls you into a tight hug/death grip. you die. the end

- no im kidding you don't die; he holds you while you sleep together; the rain is pounding on the window and all you can hear is his breathing and wind howling, but while you're in his arms, safe and cozy, nothing can beat this moment

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sorry if it sucked lol i don't really know how to write fluff that well LMFAO okay but this was fun and i wanna get better at fluff but right now all i can think about is ticci toby angst

[xodrucifer]

exactly, we took murderers and turned them into basically what we wanted to be in middle school and look where the fuck that got us

it's okay though i love it

creepypasta fanon and canon are hilarious to me because cannonly toby's an asshole who only cares about himself and a few other people but fanonly he's this dorky young adult golden retriever boy who acts like a 17 year old who's crush said yes to a sleepover but in reality he'd kill any of us without a second thought

we all saw this character and just decided " golden retriever energy he's dorky and fun and a total lovebug " when actually if you tried to talk to him about your problems he'd laugh in your face then spit on you while you cry

[xodrucifer]

creepypasta fanon and canon are hilarious to me because cannonly toby's an asshole who only cares about himself and a few other people but fanonly he's this dorky young adult golden retriever boy who acts like a 17 year old who's crush said yes to a sleepover but in reality he'd kill any of us without a second thought

we all saw this character and just decided " golden retriever energy he's dorky and fun and a total lovebug " when actually if you tried to talk to him about your problems he'd laugh in your face then spit on you while you cry

[xodrucifer]

NO LJ IS STINKY YOU'RE WRONG /j

also slender's done being a housewife someone come get the kids he's done.

creepypasta scent headcanons

warning: they're stinky.

im kidding i love them too much to make them stinky little assholes these characters literally raised me throughout elementary and middle school

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jeff: okay ive said this before but jeff doesn't smell that bad. maybe a little bit of body odor and cigarettes but other than that he keeps up with smelling good. he's got a strong rose shampoo and bath and body works is his shit. he smothers himself in lotion after his two hour long shower. he's a man with a mission; he just wants to smell good.

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ben: honestly ben probably doesn't smell that bad either. you know that smell when to just wake up and you can like smell your body and hair but not any body odor? that's what he smells like; just human body and hair. that, as well as a mix of different body odors, probably more masculine ones but there's some feminine ones in the mix. also it smells like rain. the good rain too not the gross warm rain smell; he smells like cool, fresh rain.

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toby: toby smells good! he puts a lot of effort into smelling good cause he hates smelling like sweat and grossness from his work. he has a routine he does everyday and night that consists of lotions, body scrubs, perfumes, room sprays, hair sprays; literally anything that'll just make him smell good. he just smells expensive. and like fall scents; you know like apple, pumpkin spice, fresh baked bread, stuff like that. toby smells the best out of anyone.

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slenderman: imagine the dark academia aesthetic and then mix in a little bit of blood and highly toxic chemicals; that's slender's smell. black coffee, an old library, clean cats that just came inside, clean forests; stuff like that. also there's a hint of death on him but that's only if you get too close to him. no one really knows why; maybe is because he's basically a death omen deity thing that lives in the forest and eats people. wonderful.

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masky: masky smells like laundry detergent, cigarettes, and kinda like expense cushions. like high quality cushions in like really really expensive restaurants. he just smells clean mostly but there's a hint of body odor and then an overwhelming wave of cigarettes and massive amounts of regret.

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hoodie: hoodie? okay in my head he smells like nothing; like he's just a plain dude with a totally plain job and life. yeah totally. if i had to assign him a smell it would be fresh water. hoodies kinda boring smell wise but atleast he doesn't stink. maybe he smells a little bit like wood too. yeah probably

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x-virus: cody smells like cleaning chemicals, cinnamon, and this expensive perfume that smells like a rainy night. the smell im imagining reminds of the movie " a nightmare before christmas " if that's makes any sense. kinda... halloweenie... BOO!

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jane: jane spends way too much money on lotions and perfumes and smell-good things; her collection rivals toby's. this woman will literally dedicate an entire paycheck to just candles and perfumes like it's nothing. honestly i see her smelling very floral; maybe rose? not lavender but if i sat next to her, id think rose and sunny day. so just fresh? yeah she smells fresh and floral

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clockwork: in my mind, natalie smells like ash, laundry detergent, earthy scents, and masculine deodorant; she basically just smells like a lumberjack lmao

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nina: i can see nina enjoying really strong fruity and floral scents; like really really strong you'll get a headache if you're around her too long. i imagine her smelling like really strong mango, dry shampoo, peppermint, and any really strong tropical smell.

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sally: sally probably smells fine; i can see her just smelling like any other young girl; cheap body sprays, play-doh, and apple juice; but i also like to imagine her smelling like caramel and a library as well.

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eyeless jack: jack smells very nice and clean; he smells like a mix of cleaning chemicals, cat fur, rainy woods, and coffee. also he sometimes smells like saliva cause he licks himself but that's okay. also his mouth smells like a rotten decaying corpse; don't get too close unless you want your nose to stop working.

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laughing jack: in my opinion jack just smells like peppermint tea, caramel, and cyanide. also his hair is either really greasy and gross or it's clean for once - once in a blue moon this man's gross.

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lost silver: i feel like if i sat down next to silver and smelled him, my nose would get physically cold and start bleeding from the temperature change. idk he just smells cold if that makes sense.

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rex: she smells like a car engine, whiskey, and ash. fuckers been playing around in the woods unsupervised too much; okay but seriously she smells like a middle aged alcoholic but just not as bad. only slightly. like 40% and then 30% is like forest and good food. the other 30% is similar to lost silver; just cold.

[xodrucifer]

creepypasta scent headcanons

warning: they're stinky.

im kidding i love them too much to make them stinky little assholes these characters literally raised me throughout elementary and middle school

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jeff: okay ive said this before but jeff doesn't smell that bad. maybe a little bit of body odor and cigarettes but other than that he keeps up with smelling good. he's got a strong rose shampoo and bath and body works is his shit. he smothers himself in lotion after his two hour long shower. he's a man with a mission; he just wants to smell good.

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ben: honestly ben probably doesn't smell that bad either. you know that smell when to just wake up and you can like smell your body and hair but not any body odor? that's what he smells like; just human body and hair. that, as well as a mix of different body odors, probably more masculine ones but there's some feminine ones in the mix. also it smells like rain. the good rain too not the gross warm rain smell; he smells like cool, fresh rain.

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toby: toby smells good! he puts a lot of effort into smelling good cause he hates smelling like sweat and grossness from his work. he has a routine he does everyday and night that consists of lotions, body scrubs, perfumes, room sprays, hair sprays; literally anything that'll just make him smell good. he just smells expensive. and like fall scents; you know like apple, pumpkin spice, fresh baked bread, stuff like that. toby smells the best out of anyone.

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slenderman: imagine the dark academia aesthetic and then mix in a little bit of blood and highly toxic chemicals; that's slender's smell. black coffee, an old library, clean cats that just came inside, clean forests; stuff like that. also there's a hint of death on him but that's only if you get too close to him. no one really knows why; maybe is because he's basically a death omen deity thing that lives in the forest and eats people. wonderful.

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masky: masky smells like laundry detergent, cigarettes, and kinda like expense cushions. like high quality cushions in like really really expensive restaurants. he just smells clean mostly but there's a hint of body odor and then an overwhelming wave of cigarettes and massive amounts of regret.

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hoodie: hoodie? okay in my head he smells like nothing; like he's just a plain dude with a totally plain job and life. yeah totally. if i had to assign him a smell it would be fresh water. hoodies kinda boring smell wise but atleast he doesn't stink. maybe he smells a little bit like wood too. yeah probably

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x-virus: cody smells like cleaning chemicals, cinnamon, and this expensive perfume that smells like a rainy night. the smell im imagining reminds of the movie " a nightmare before christmas " if that's makes any sense. kinda... halloweenie... BOO!

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jane: jane spends way too much money on lotions and perfumes and smell-good things; her collection rivals toby's. this woman will literally dedicate an entire paycheck to just candles and perfumes like it's nothing. honestly i see her smelling very floral; maybe rose? not lavender but if i sat next to her, id think rose and sunny day. so just fresh? yeah she smells fresh and floral

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clockwork: in my mind, natalie smells like ash, laundry detergent, earthy scents, and masculine deodorant; she basically just smells like a lumberjack lmao

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nina: i can see nina enjoying really strong fruity and floral scents; like really really strong you'll get a headache if you're around her too long. i imagine her smelling like really strong mango, dry shampoo, peppermint, and any really strong tropical smell.

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sally: sally probably smells fine; i can see her just smelling like any other young girl; cheap body sprays, play-doh, and apple juice; but i also like to imagine her smelling like caramel and a library as well.

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eyeless jack: jack smells very nice and clean; he smells like a mix of cleaning chemicals, cat fur, rainy woods, and coffee. also he sometimes smells like saliva cause he licks himself but that's okay. also his mouth smells like a rotten decaying corpse; don't get too close unless you want your nose to stop working.

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laughing jack: in my opinion jack just smells like peppermint tea, caramel, and cyanide. also his hair is either really greasy and gross or it's clean for once - once in a blue moon this man's gross.

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lost silver: i feel like if i sat down next to silver and smelled him, my nose would get physically cold and start bleeding from the temperature change. idk he just smells cold if that makes sense.

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rex: she smells like a car engine, whiskey, and ash. fuckers been playing around in the woods unsupervised too much; okay but seriously she smells like a middle aged alcoholic but just not as bad. only slightly. like 40% and then 30% is like forest and good food. the other 30% is similar to lost silver; just cold.