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The Freak Circus x Fem!Nightguard [Headcanons~First Nights]
I have placed some FNAF references.
A simple 12 hour shift with 2 days off in rotation,you still had some daytime shifts where you simply roamed around the public and kept watch for treepassers as in the nighttime you simply watched cameras inside a tent.
Ticket Taker was the first member of the crew who started to bug you out. During the daytime he would always be just out of sight keeping an eye on you to not roam inside restricted areas,for some reason he seemed to be a control freak about these things.
Altough he was the one to employee you,he had a few weird rules about "not touching the props" and "not entering certain tents around certain hours". He was obnoxious at times but the pay always came on time so you didn't bother to get into any agument with him,you just obeyed.
If you're smoking during your break he would lean over to your spot and politely ask you to put it out and pocket it to throw away in a nearby bin later
During your break he would often stalk you like a hawk,as if you're a fucking trail driver who cannot contain himself of a Marlboro
The second time you're smoking would be during a nightshift when he's out of sight. As you crouch over and exhale the smoke,moonlight would be covered by another figure looming over you. The Jester.
"You're quite the runner. Did you know these might make you slower than usual?" he would smirk while pinching down your cigarette himself. He was referencing to the night you started to sprint away from your spot after seeing something that you shouldn't have. Strangely,you can't remember that night very well except the fact that you have seen him..
Ocasionally,when the night is uneventful and all the cameras seem to work properly you might whip out your phone to talk to a friend. If you're quite talkative,then he would pop out while you least expect it,making no sound while standing in a corner of the room,listening to your private conversation
"What if I would have been an intruder,hmh?Now that would be a problem. Especially if you keep babbling like that."
Now,if it happened to talk about a party over the phone and Ticket Taker would make any comment about you being "sluggish" to work the next day,Jester would throw a passive aggresive comment like "drinking too much?You can never have too much fun for a night,she could tell."
If you have a car then your tires would be often found flat. It's Pierrot who always fucks them up,especially since one night you wanted to make a run for it and ditch the job after a whole scare of whatever creature you "tought" you saw in a corner
If you're too scared you could give your resume an update but if you quit you would still be making a minimum wage so this checks out
Dayshifts,altough rare are always welcomed since the crowd makes the atmosphere at ease only if loverboy wouldn't creep upon you from time to time.
It started when you bumped into him while running from something during that night. You both fell to the ground from the impact and while muttering excuses you were met with silence from the tall man in front of you. Helping him get up was what clicked something inside of him,he even made sure to get you back to safety and check the tent with you,staying a couple of the hours you had left to finish your shift
Altough intense,he's a good talk to pass the time.You wonder if he keeps an act up or if the guy is genuinely interested in you in such a short time. Weird,he barely knows you or so you think
While Pierrot is a sweetheart and makes your brain belive men still have romance in their heart,Harlequin is one step away into making you file a sexual harassment report
Yes,you need the job,you need the money but this guy is seriously crossing all limits with you. He is the one who scares the living daylight out of you during the nightshifts,you know he enjoys seeing you jump out or yelp in surprise
if you wouldn't have the guts to say anything,you know this guy would seriously steal a kiss from you when he has the chance. Last time he tried you almost slapped him but he caught your wrist just in time. It seems like he toys with every fiber of your being
"You know,a woman alone at this time of night is a little..scandalous,don't you think?" He sings as he enters your tent making you peel your eyes off the screen in front of you.
"I'm working. Please leave."
"Ah,you hurt me..I'm just keeping you company." he laughed as he leaned onto your desk,far too close for your liking.
"I have a boyfriend,he wouldn't appreciate that."
"I can make you forget about him~" this little shit.
"I don't like men then."
"A few moments with me would make you change your mind"
He seems harmless,mostly. You could call him an all bark no bite but deep in your heart you know that if you wouldn't have your authority he would push your limits.
Keep your wits and stay alive,wish you had a 9 to 5 sometimes,the technology in this place sucks. The lightbulb inside your tent goes out from time to time and the cameras seem to glitch in a way that certain things appear and disappear. As if a virus took over them.
You avoid the Doctor like the plague since it seems that everytime you visit him (much to Jester's and Ticker Taker's requests since you might suffer from "hallucinations")he makes you somehow forget about them. As if those grotesque nights are a blur,you remember the feeling but not what you saw.
"Are you a real medic?" you raised an eyebrow as he bandaged your scratched arm.
"Yes,I am. Did I do something to make you question it?" he asked,not raising his gaze from your arm.
"Hmm,really? Then how come you don't work in a hospital? I expect better pay.." you suggested but was met with a quiet laughter from his part "Too messy. The pay is useless when the work is the one that..excites me" you dropped the conversation from there as you felt his gaze on the bleeding bandage too intense for your liking.
Overall the job is what you need at this moment. If you enjoy horror then you would love to work here. These are just the first nights tough,until the clock hits 6 AM you're jumping a rope between shock and normality. The next few nights will perhaps change your mind.
The overwhelming white noise only got worse by day,like a mosquito who made it's nest inside your brain,flying around and getting louder and louder as time passed.
All you could do is curl on the floor,hands on your ears as you closed your eyes shut. If you cannot see them then they cannot see you-that was a rule of thumb from the time you were younger and were afraid of the thing in the corner. Can you remember?
You locked yourself in that damned room for some days now and you started to lose your mind,slowly but surely. As you further curled yourself on the floor you could feel another presence in the room,a towering figure that lost it's patience towards you.
Calm your mind.
The entity spoke inside your head,the words vibrating inside your skull,silencing every running tought that was disturbing you.
Stand up.
A silvery voice with a demonic note to it as if someone was speaking with a special effect. Your body moved on it's own,unwillingly,as if you were a puppet. Your eyes now were fully open to the faceless man in front of you.
That's it. Good.
A short silence after every small sentence.
What this entity even wants from you? Could you pray it all away? Will you die here? You want to go home even tough the faces you used to know now are blurry. Have you hated anyone in particular? Been hurt? Developed unhealthy habits? Is home better?
All you could do is stare at the figure with teary eyes,frozen in place like a weeping angel. The wet,slimy feeling on your cheek broke your stance with a small jump. A black tentacle was attached to the soft skin on your face,right where your tear landed.
Long,pale fingers that resembled a mannequins hand as well as a plain,classic black suit with a tie made him look like an out-of-place faceless model. Altough over 8 feet tall,the roof of your room seemed to stretch further so that the creature wasn't slouching. He made sure to not do that,to not harass your fears even more than he did already,that's why he toyed with your mind so that he looked his best "non threatening self" to you.
You were left staring at him,not knowing if you were too afraid to move or if he had some sort of control over your body. What does it want from you?
I need you to do what you're best at.
What's that you're best at? What does this demon event want that you could possibly offer him?
Fight.
Your eyes widened even more than they were already. Fight who? Why? One million questions left unanswered just for him to dissappear in a blink of an eye.
The roof was back to it's normal length from the floor as the small,red mark on your cheek remained warm from his gesture. To soothe you? To scare you? Perhaps to prepare you.
Who knows for what.
Jeff
The creature made it sure so that you understand to get out of your room. The tought of that thing appearing again in front of you further fueled your need to get out and to possibly find a way out.
Every hallway was empty,dark and cold with different colored doors which belonged to the residents. There were voices coming out of the lightened parts of the mansion which you wanted to ignore for now. Slowly,you checked every window for any safety lock that could pop open and release you to freedom.
There was one problem even if you managed to open them-the dead forest that surrounded the mansion. You could only look trough the glass at it,a visible frown forming on your face.
"You scared?" the voice made you let out a squel as you looked into the direction of the voice,ready to flee. "Ah fuck,a jumpy one,not much of a fighter,are we?" he snickered,taking a few steps forward,light hitting his pale,mutilated face.
"What's the matter?Cat's got your tongue?" the man smirked as he placed his hands inside the pockets of his hoodie.
"No." you simply replied,shifting your gaze from his permanent smile to his eyes,not wanting to draw unwanted attention. The last thing you wanted was to be disrespectful towards one of those creeps.
"You look like you've seen a ghost" he joked,his eyes traveling down your body almost as if making you uncomfortable on purpose. His original plan was to come up to you,give you the creeps and toy with your nerves as a welcoming gift but it seemed that the killer had a new idea.
"I should be going." you stated in a hurried manner before taking your leave.
"Leaving without any introductions? How rude. Besides,weren't you supposed to be out of your prison?" he asked,titling his head at you in a mocking manner.
"How do you know that..?"
"Well,you just confirmed." the man smirked,leaning on the side of the wall next to him.
You didn't want to know where this conversation was leading to so you left once again. As you approached your door you looked behind you to meet an empty hallway. A shiver ran down your spine as you locked yourself once again in your so called prison.
Ben
You could swear sometimes that you felt watched trough that old fashioned TV. It was an old boxy Hitachi that you never opened nor found the remote to it,yet it seemed that sometimes it had it's own will.
This day in particular that cursed object got crazy,the volume shot trough the roof and various random images were flashing trough it. You tried to hit it to make it stop but it only got louder and louder. Grey flowers,black and white scenes from different movies,your eardrums would start to bleed at this rate from the volume.
A sudden yell as a jumpscare of an eerie face popped up made the TV shut down as you jumped backwards. That disorted face looked straight at you.
You're desperately looking around as your chest rises and falls with every rushed breath of air. In a last attempt to calm down your fears,you pull the white sheet off your bed and throw it on the tv. All you need to do now is to turn it around so that the screen is no longer facing you,even trough the soft material.
You just stare at it for a few moments before gaining the courage to approach it. Just before your fingers brush the object,the cover moves on it's own as if someone or something is behind it,a long stretched hand from behind the cloth makes you scream and step away from it,losing your balance and crawling towards the door.
To your misfortune,it's seems it's locked,not by you at least. Budging the handle a couple of times you desperately look behind to notice the shape of a human forming from beind the sheet,crawling outside the TV.
"Rude." whatever was behind it spoke,now fully standing a couple of feet from you,slowly peeling the cloth from it.
You gave up on the handle and fell to the floor,your face hiding on your knees as you shield your face with your hands.
A few steps could be heard and you felt how that thing crouched to your level. A few moments go by and you slowly rise your head up from your improvised safe place.
"Boo!"
You just stared at him,unsure of what to do next so that the blonde entity in front of you leaves you be.
"You make me feel bad,you know..I'm not that ugly." he pouted as he stood up,taking a few steps back and crossing his legs as he sat on the boxy object he came from. "Allright,I'm far away now,you can stop being terrified." he laughed,almost as if he was a friend pulling a silly prank on you and not almost giving you a heart attack.
You looked once again at the door handle,wondering if it magically unlocked itself.
"Oh,I just got what you're looking for!!" he exclaimed happily,dangling the key on his finger with a big bright smile on his face. "I will give it to ya! But first,you must give something to me." he smirked,continuing to play with the key between his fingers.
"What do you want?" you gulped,standing up as to somewhat assert your dominance.
"Ah-ah-ah" he made a dramatic wave of his hand before pointing back to the floor. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves,let's get to meet eachother first! Don't get me wrong,but you don't even know my name~ I appreciate your boldness tough!" his playful tone made you raise an eyebrow to his perverted mind.
"Well..won't you ask my name?" he laughed,as if your pathetic situation wasn't enough nerve wrecking already. You decided to ignore his request that pointed to the floor and stood your ground which only made him more curious of you.
"Who are you?" you bluntly asked,a serious tone attached to the question.
"Rude." he repeated in the same manner as he rolled his eyes at you. "You can call me Ben,and,if you would smile more your pretty face would be even prettier!" he winked,placing the key in his non dominant hand.
What the fuck were you supposed to reply to that? Okay? I didn't ask you for advice?
"Introduce yourself." He commanded.
"What-"
"AH-AH-AH" he made the same annoying and dramatic wave of his hand at you. "I only asked your name" Ben smiled in an innocent manner at you.
"Y'N. I'm Y/N." you sighed,eyeing the key in his hand.
"Charmed. Well,Y/N,I apologise for scaring you." he laughed as he stood up. "Here's your key." he raised his hand up and let the object fall,you were quick enough to catch it and before you could look at him once again,he disappeared.
Without any second tought you rushed to the door who seemed to be unlocked now,one last glance to the TV made you shiver as another glitch popped up. The door was open,the key inside the lock was gone and another set of keys were left at your doorstep.Seemed like those were the original pair.
Sally
You stared at your reflection in the broken mirror near the end of the hallway. You would've broken that mirror too if your face would have remembered you of the awful things those monsters did.
"You look pretty." a high-pitched,feminine voice startled you as you looked behind you to see a young girl,big emerald eyes looking up to you.
"Like a princess!" she continued with a soft giggle, rocking her body back and forth. "Did I scare you? I'm awfully sorry,I didn't mean to." the young girl confessed before making a step forward,making you back two steps behind.
"Ah,I'm Sally! I'm sorry again. I just wanted to..make a friend! Do not be scared!" you felt both terrified of the bloody child in front of you and sorry for whatever made her end up here.
She pouted as she backed away from you as well "It's okay! I know first meetings..well,I've been told by him that first meetings can be scary at first..but,I will be happy if you show yourself more often!" Sally showed you a bright hopeful smile. "I will wait!" she took her leave with a graceful bow as she disappeared into the darkness of the hallways.
You felt bad you couldn't say one word in return. Little did you know,the ghostly kid took a brand new dress and even promised to not haunt you inside the safety of your room. She's glad she might find a friend into the newcomer.
Masky
The throbbing headache didn't take away the pounding of your heart as you quickly remembered what happened and how you ended up in the back of a car,tied up and without any way to speak with tape sticked to your lips.
"Damn it,you're awake already? Shit,shit shit shit..Brian,where did you place my crowbar-dammit" the white-masked man in the front seat was scanning the car as you prayed he didn't find the weapon that sent you there in the first place. How did he even manage to tell that you started to wake up? Was that creep staring at you?
"You'll give her a concussion,dumbass." the other man who was driving replied to his supposed friend.
"Sleeping beauty is terrified back here.." he sighed,moving his eyes from you back to the road.
"She won't have much space to pull out something back there. I say we let her get customed to the road." after a few moments of silence,the driver spoke again "You aight' Tim?"
"Yeah,I'm just wondering." the man took his mask off,analysing it a little before setting it aside.
"Bout' what?" the other man raised an eyebrow,glancing at him a couple of times.
"This is the second time The Operator tells us to bring someone. First was that prick,Cody,and now a young woman. What's her place here?" there was a moment of softness behind that tone that went away as quickly as it came,almost as if this man had either a double personality or a bipolar disorder.
"Are we making her his personal slut? Or?"
"Don't know."
Tim's gaze fell upon your eyes in the rear view mirror and with a sudden click his safety belt popped open and he fully looked at you now.
"Poor thing. All muffled up and can't even swear back at me.." Tim furrowed his eyebrow as he analyzed your face.
"I like that tape. Might use it more often. Some women deserve it more than others tough." a short laugh escaped his lips.
The driver gave him an annoyed look as he rolled his eyes back to the road.
"What? I have a soft spot for the pathetics." he scoffed before opening and closing a few compartiments in the car,all of this motion was starting to make you sick of who these people were and what they wanted to do with you.
"You didn't have one with Rogers.."
"Don't ruin my day with his name." Tim scoffed with a disgusted face."Wait,I think I have found something.." he mumbled as he pulled out a cloth and poured something on it,turning to you once again.
"You won't wake up in a better place...but.." he forced a half smile before slowly peeling off the tape on your mouth. Without any moment to spare for you to say anything,he grabbed your head and forced it against the wet cloth. A couple of moments later you blacked out,your last memory of the car ride being the blurry image of Tim backing away from you.
"So..she pretty?" his friend asked with a playful tone.
"Shut up,Brian." he barked,placing his white mask back to it's original place.
Hoodie
The wet ground only made your shivers worse as you stood frozen in place on you knees,all limbs tied so you can't move a muscle.
The chilling wind took your headache away but bought more terrifying toughts as you tried to look all around you trying to find something-anything that you could use but all there was were twigs and crushed leaves in this dead forest.
"Don't be scared,it will all get over soon." The one who previously drove the car whispered as he placed a hand on your head,brushing a few strands of hair back in place. You couldn't help but jerk your head away at the sudden touch,earning a sad sigh from the man in front of you.
"I know it's scary. Being abducted in the middle of the day,a young beautiful woman in such a cold place.. You might not like it,but you're lucky you're with us out out there"
You were tired to ask anymore questions. The more you talked the more annoyed Tim became and you didn't want to push any buttons that might bring you more harm than answers.
With a loud sigh,the man turned his head to Tim whose head was buried in the trunk of his car,seeming to try to find something lost in there. "You scared her,you dumb fuck."
The man didn't bother to face him "I'm sorry,Brian,I forgot to play gentleman with a person we kidnapped" he continued "fucking hell,this place's a mess.." he barked,nervously pushing things around the compartiment.
"Would you like to run away?" he asked as he noticed you staring at the darkness in front of you. "I wouldn't mind,you know..." he mumbled as he pulled a small pocket knife from his hoodie,making you widen your eyes in the process.
"Relax,I'm just helping you." Brian assured,playing with the tip of the knife on his palm. "I assume you don't want to be hurt,aight?"
You finally spoke up with something that was not a question "No-" you didn't even fully start your sentence as you were cut off by the man undressing himself.
He took off his jacket and placed it on your shoulders,kneeling to your level as he showed you the small knife between his fingers. "Look,if you run then I won't be the one to catch you. You wouldn't want my friend back there to put his hands on you,now do ya?" the man smirked,gesturing with his eyes to Tim who was mumbling something under his breath.
"I will cut your binds lose but sadly..I will have to let your arms be free only when we arrive at your destination,aight?"
You nodded in a hurried manner.
"Atta girl."
A loud bang could be heard as Tim finally shut the trunk down. "Let's fucking get this over with.." he approached,a metal pipe in his right hand.
Brian turned his gaze back on you,whispering loud enough for you to hear "So..who do you prefer?"
"You!You!" you cried out for a moment as you jerked your body forwards a little.
"Good." he laughed a bit as he snapped the tight ropes on your legs,giving you a welcoming cool sensation that replaced the previous burning one.
"Now,if you can stand up on ya' own.." he got up and you slowly followed as well. With a soft tug at the small of your back he gestured you to walk forward. As the three of you walked,his hand still remained here to secure you not running away from him and breaking your unspoken promise.
Toby
He remembers your face from the time The Operator assigned him to keep an eye on you. He remembers the color of your eyes,the shape of your body trough the window he watched you from and sadly,he also remembers Masky's annoyed response when he gave the report to him.
"That girl..she was..beautiful." this sentence was the first thing that he told the other proxies about you. Of course,this was not the only thing he noticed about you and he had to tell the others in exact detail what The Operator told them to be on the lookout for and what he discovered so far about you.
"Really,Rogers? Keep it in your pants and cut to the chase,dammit." The white masked man scoffed.
"Didn't know you had it in you.." he still wondered what Kate meant with that but this didn't matter now that you were right there,all alone and terrified on the cold floor of the mansion.
"You o..o-okay?" he softly asked,grabbing your attention from the creaking floor below you.
You ended up in the living room of the mansion,defeated after finding out that the huge doors that separated you from the forest outside were locked. Your eyes were wet from tears and you remained with your chest pressed to your knees,the sudden presence in your room only adding to you to curl up even more.
"It's okay. I'm ni-nice." the ticking man sat on the edge of the sofa that was facing you. Toby jerked his head for a moment,not liking how he decided to introduce himself to you. The sudden tick made you stand up and gain some safe distance in the process from him.
"I'm fine! I..sorry,it's late..I shouldn't be out.."
"What? No-no,it-it's fine!" he continued,a hand nervously brushing the back of his head. "You-you're not a prisoner he-here.." you could swear that he might get the skin off his neck if he continued to scratch himself like that.
Truth to be told,he wondered what it would be like to be in control for once. To act the way Masky treated him,to get you to be a little scared of him. Too many pornos and fake scenarios made him realise that he should approach you like the way he wanted to be approached the first time he was bought here..it wasn't going so great.
"What's your name?" you decided that making him introduce himself would be the smart choice to ease up the tension in the air.
"Ah-I'm Toby." and it worked,you earned a small laugh from him,almost as if he didn't expect you to ask his name. You tried your best to give him a soft smile in return.
"I'm-"
"I know who you are." he spoke. "I-I know your name,I meant.." he sighed,relaxing a little in his seat.
"I know y-you ha..have questions. I did too."
You raised your eyebrows in surprise at his answer. "You too?"
"Everyone there. Mostly.." another sigh escaped his lips as he looked around the room. "I'll help you out." he continued "Answer them and all of that.." he stated,supporting his head on the back of his hand,slouching a little with his elbow on his knee.
You wondered why that strange person wanted to help you in the first place. Was he allowed to? Is this a trap?
"You can have yo..your d-doubts." he broke the silence almost as if reading your toughts. "I'll wait."
You couldn't help but frown,a wave of confusion clouding your mind.
"Why am I here?"
"He wants you here" well,that didn't clarify much. "There are things that you'll understand wi-with time." the man muttered.
"That's what happened with you?"
"Yes. Either that or I'm just as lost as you." he joked.
He earned a soft giggle from you,either from the lack of information he gave you or how ironic your situation was-one of your kidnappers giving you advice about why you have been even abducted in the first place only to understand that he might have been a victim as well.
"You're not..crying anymore" Toby smiled,gesturing to his eyes and cheeks as he finished the sentence. "Good." he stood up from his seat,making some space between the two of you in the process. "It's late. Care-careful-be careful out there." you nodded and made your way to the stairs to go back to your room. With a last look back you noticed him leaning on edge of the railing,arms crossed and watching you go,almost as if making sure you safely arrive back to your room.
( Creepypasta question ) I saw one of your post with a Male!Reader point of view of how a male would handle being in the mansion. But how would the other proxies and the other creeps find out that Male!Reader is bi/Gay and has a crush on them. Would they react negatively? Positive? Or both?. Also I love your writing You deserve snacks
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Creepypasta Confession Headcanons [Male!Reader]
Warnings: homophobia and a little suggestive in Masky's part
Masky
Disgusted and aggresive at first. After he spills out his entire vocabulary of insults,his brain starts to slowly work. Is he confused? Is the closet glass? Is the tought of him being on top of another male turning his ego on fire? Perhaps you're his free card of trying new things as long as you keep your mouth shut about it with others and open when you're with him. This crush of yours is also beneficial to him,he will use it to his advantage to have an extra hand to help him out with missions and other extra help to get what he wants in the mansion.
Hoodie
He would already know. His ability to read people is better than his ability to let go of opportunities. Much like Masky,he would use your crush to his advantage to get you to do things for him. He will give you false hope for a relationship and might even be passive aggressive by telling you that the others will be completely repulsed if you would confess yourself to them. You're lucky he's the one to accept you,now,wouldn't you help him with the tasks The Operator gave him?
Toby
Confused. He had a lot of crushes in his childhood but their faces are blurred. He might've liked a boy back in High School that looked just like you. Or was it a girl? Either way,the tought that of someone,anyone,likes him is giving him a sense of belonging. He suddenly doesn't mind if Masky will catch the two of you or if the whole mansion will know. Someone likes him and that means the world to him.
Clockwork
Her words doesn't match her feelings of acceptance towards you. Don't take her inappropriate questions as insults,she means no harm,really! Much like some other creep,she would suggest to keep your sexuality a secret in here tough.
Jane
She's okay with you,after all she's into girls herself. You might even form a friendship with her if your romantic feelings are not as strong as your need to have an ally in this mansion. If your heart betrays your brain then she would most definitely keep her distance to not give you false hope.
Liu
Empathetic. He would STRONGLY suggest you to keep your sexuality a secret in this hell hole tough. Sully would be a problem,a really big problem if you aren't good at fighting. Despite Liu's advice,his other personality might snitch on you to cause harm but don't worry,as long as the true owner of the body takes over you have an ally with you.
Jeff
Flattered? Offended? Confused?? He would think he's the hottest shit in the world after another man just confessed to him but why would a man confess to him? "Heck yeah I attract both genders"
Jeff would throw some casual homophobic slurs but with a friendly tone instead of being aggressive,as if the two of you are friends. He's passive and might be a little curious about his sexuality as well,if you do really like him then you might have a chance after dealing with the 10 walls you have to break to get to his heart.
Eyeless Jack
Sad. You just ruined his day. He hates himself enough to push you as far away from him as possible,not because he's disgusted by your identity but because he doesn't want a human to love him. He would try to keep you away by ignoring you and might even fake some crude remarks,not because he's hateful towards you but because he doesn't want to get you involved with him.
Nina
She likes people who likes her. Even if she didn't have feelings for you before,she would definitely start to develop some after your confession. She's the most understanding of your sexual orientation and would most likely think you're her soulmate one week into the relationship.
Ben
I headcanon him as either Bisexual/Curious. He would poke a shit ton of jokes and reference from who knows what cursed piece of media he saw over the internet to you. Altough he's a cheeky bastard,he means no real harm to you.
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I've had one desire since I was born
To see my body ripped and torn
There's no shame into admitting you like monsters,really,as there is no shame into being one.
The prey often lacks the peace of mind to not allow to be a little thrown around like a rag doll,to not have a couple of teeth marks on your lower body area and to not have some temporary yellow-violet dust along your wrists after how much you've been pinned against these cursed walls.
Is this what you want,really?Is it the really good sex or the desire to be craved in ways you only fantasized about?
Before you entered the forest you couldn't tell. What started with a quiet walk ended with a missing person across the news.
If only you ran a little bit faster,that stranger wouldn't get to you and slash you along your arms and collarbone. The wounds were temporary,of course but when the monster found you he made a set of new ones as gratitude for the gift you bought him.
To see my flesh devoured before my eyes
Only for you I volunteer as a human sacrifice
His gaze was burning bullets in the back of your head,making you shut your eyes a little bit tighter to keep your sleeping act intact.
You lost quite a lot of blood and falling into his arms only added to how sick this grotesque fairytale is. Whoever chased you found his eternal peace somewhere inside this forest. You wondered if the police is smart enough to say that you've been kidnapped and Jack was wondering if you were smart enough to realise it's not another human that kidnapped you.
"I know you're awake. I can feel your heartbeat,you know." he finally broke the silence. "I patched you up. You don't seem to suffer anymore so the painkillers I injected you with did their job quite well." he admitted.
Perhaps suffering is the way he lived his life,terrified or himself,of his actions,of his needs.
And he is disgusted by it but he would be lying if he would say that he is desperate to get over that animalistic urge.
Sometimes he likes to give in-to let it take over. That's why he decided to keep you with him at first,if you had to suffer the others wouldn't. If he would pound into you his never ending frustration he would save the slaughter of others.
His reasoning was bullshit. He still made sure to devour whatever poor creature has crossed paths with him and to close his eyes,hoping that maybe for a split second he would hear your moans instead of the blood filled screams that echo trough the forest.
The sound of ripping flesh apart,of bone snapping,of blood splashing on the nearby trees. It's been two weeks since he tasted your blood-on accident-of course.
It just happened for you to get injured and to fall into his arms,blood smearing his arm in the process.
The silence that came afterwards. The guilt. The disgust. But now,a new feeling creeped him out. The desire.
To touch,taste,lick and bite away at your skin. To have you there,beneath him,all to himself at least for some hours. To hear the sound of flesh on flesh along with your voice that accompany it,he loses it,it's something more than carnal desire.
Carve me up, slice me apart
Suck my guts and lick my heart
And you're not the wiser to turn down his offer. Is it thrilling? To have a monster beside you when you sleep,to feel his claws cherish the skin he considers pure?
"Don't leave." he huffed out in a low tone as you stood in front of the locked door when you tought he was deep alseep.
As you turned around you could finally see his towering figure. Those black eyes you could swore were a demon's. They were taking away your breath.
"Stay." he whispered before he pulled you into his embrace,taking in your scent. The room was dark and silent and you could only feel the cold that bit at your skin.
The feeling of his tongue on your neck made you squirm a little but it's been two weeks and he's been starving. The screams seem to sound like a constant white sound to him and when you're too tired to scratch back at the unmovable man on top,you would simply let it happen.
He's huge,the pain is excruciating and he's violating every part of your body,putting ownership on you. Who would you be if not his?
Is this really what you want? Perhaps for just one moment to truly feel needed to fill that unknown void in your heart but could you live like this for an eternity?Eternity is a very long time,demons are known to live forever.
What made you so broken that you indulge in so much thirst it flows between your cracks?
The high sensation of being taken care of,to find yourself completely naked and vulnerable under something so hideous yet so filled with what he called-love. What was once painful transformed into an aching bliss and made you completely admit how much you adore the sensations he gives you.
Bite after bite you seemed to lose your footing and trip over the non existent furniture sometimes. The lack of social interaction and the constant flight or fight mode made you lose interest in life and instead looking forward for him to come back to you.
Jack would,of course,take care of your now frail body by supporting you and placing you back on to the bed,safe and sound. He would watch your chest rise and fall with every breath as he examines your warm body. You're soft,unlike him.
Sometimes,you would wake up with new marks on your skin or an aching sensation between your legs.
Chop me up, I like to be hurt
Drink my marrow and blood for dessert
The windows share the same scenario,the cabin seem to lose it's color and the door might be even unlocked by now. You seem to be a prized possession he keeps only for his eyes and soon he forgets the guilt that once creeped into his nightmares.
It's not always bloody rough,sometimes you find yourself holding onto the sheets as he gives you a good taste,the tip of his nose buried inside your folds and not stopping until you're too dehydrated to cry anymore.
You have brief conversations and most of them result into feeling bad for eachother,almost as if both of you are lucky enough to have found one another but that feeling fades away quickly as you realise his bloodthirst comes quite easily when you're backed away in a corner.
Even after you're satisfied he will make sure you have to get full on his love,not stopping nor ruining the rhythm until white liquid flows down your legs. The wetness of it all makes you no longer feel the aching friction inside of you but it still makes you drool out and grip on to what you can to stop the spasm from the ongoing release.
"And here I tough you were an innocent girl" he smirked as he leaned over the trail of blood he left on your back.
Yes,it was love in his eyes and inside his rotting heart. You just understood him,accepted and welcomed him inside of you. You trusted him,or at least that's what you made him believe. He has a purpose after so many years and that's why he would make sure you stay just beside him.
But for now..all he has is himself and the disfigured body in front of him he needs to take care of.
My one desire, my only wish is to be
Eaten
The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
Summary: Scenario where both Hyugo and Sol have a crush on the reader.To add some spice in this specific scenario the mc comes from a line of crime investigators(only foreshadowing)
Warnings: violence, spoilers from Fantasia's Twitter/X and fan made assumptions.
Hyugo has always been too friendly to new people,he was always loud and the guy seemed to never run out of ideas to talk about. Sol got used to it,really,so it was nothing new when he acted the same way towards you.
Despite their deal of not getting too involved into their "special business",those two genuinely viewed eachother as friends,much to Sol's bickering about it being a "one sided friendship"
Their deal was simple. They both will be each other's witnesses and help eachother regarding evidence.
When you came along and fueled Solivan's interest and creepy tendencies towards you,it was only normal that they both got to know you.
"Her family might be too involved with her and eventually ask about us" Hyugo sighed as he made his way next to his friend. "There's no way,she's not too close with her family" Sol rolled his eyes as he leaned on the rallway who separated him from the high ground of the school.
"How do you know that?"Hyugo raised an eyebrow before it clicked.
"How do you know that?" Sol asked back,now stepping away from the railing.
"I did some internet digging." Hyugo stated with a calm face. He's too controlled,too professional. "Just to be safe."
And Sol isn't his match. He eventually shrugged it off as Hyugo's usual paranoia about himself.
I imagine Sol being totally oblivious to Hyugo's obvious flirting to the reader,that's because he never crosses the line.
Some compliments here and there ranging from the outfit you picked to the way you styled your hair. Testing the waters he would sneak some lingering touches here and there as you two walk,the tip of your fingers barely touching,but thats just accidental,right?
Whenever Sol wasn't around for some unknown reason,his dear friend was right next to you,acting like the ideal match after he collected his friend's stalking information about his obsession.
Whatever you liked,Hyugo seemed to like. Whichever subject you were passionate about suddenly he could write a 10 page essay about it. Any particular food you liked and he already knew the best restaurant around the corner to get you there.
"He's just a friend" would be the ideal situation to summarize your relationship with Hyugo and altough his little acting gig was almost perfect,he made the fatal mistake of having pictures of you inside one of his books Sol borrowed without permission.
This is where he started to put two and two together and his world started to crumble in front of him,legs suddenly weak for a moment as he tried to regain his composure.
As if Crowe wasn't enough already, there's a new set of problems he has to deal with. Does he know about his late visits to your house? Does he do the same to you? "Fucking creep..." fucking hypocrite he tought to himself as his knuckles got white from how hard he was pushing his fingers into his palm.
The bags under his eyes became darker and darker until eventually you pointed it out to him.
They continued to be friends and to play dumb with eachother,almost like a passive invitation for the other to hit first.
There will be no witnesses.
To be quite honest,Hyugo will gain the upper hand.Altough Sol is obsessive,his ambition means nothing in front of years of training.
In the end the dark haired man will vanish in an unexpected way,perhaps way too fast for you to digest it and your dear friend in your once trio will be there to comfort you.
Sweet words as you will find comfort in his arms as they hold you close,soothing and driving away the fog you seemed to be lost in,only to be met with something darker-him.
Sorry if this is a stupid question or you’ve already answered on like it, but what order do you think the creepypasta’s came in (excluding reader for the sake of simplicity), and how, if at all, did it affect them?
The first one to arrive was EJ. He was the only demon who didn't have personal beef with the Slenderman so to have him recruited before anyone else seemed like a good idea to the tall creature. He saw everything unfold before him,getting to know everyone from the beginning was messing with his hope in humanity more and more.
Sally was the second. She was recruited from pity but became an important member of the mansion in no time and just like the others,she also takes a role in the killings made for him.
BEN was the one to show up to The Operator. It was a proposition to join him,one he gladly accepted.
Next were Masky and Hoodie. From the moment he saw them,The Slenderman knew they would be a vital part in his plan. Being the first ones to carry important tasks killed their reckless personality and made them grow more responsible.
Jeff came in extremely violent, wandering in the woods to run away from the police. He heard the rumors of the entity that runs the forest yet he decided to go deeper and deeper. When he was met with the tall creature itself he tried to fight it and was knocked out. It seems like The Operator had his eyes on Jeffrey since he was in the mental hospital and the black haired man thinks everything was orchestrated for him to be in the mansion.
Nurse Ann along with Helen became a part of the mansion and altough quiet and cold,they seemed to satisfy Operator's orders well.
After burning his house down,Tobias was the next one to set foot in the "killer mansion". Much to Masky's dislike,The Operator saw great potential in him.
Liu and Jane came shortly one after another,during that time period the tension was thick. Jane's initial plan was to be bought here to kill Jeff but much to her hatred for the man her plans dried out as she met The Slenderman and his influence.
Clockwork's arrival was fiery. After some weeks of watching the others and their relationships with each other,her cold personality grew into a warmer and outgoing one. She stopped being afraid and started to embrace her surroundings,her confidence grew more and more as her body became stronger.
Nina was recruited and bought into the mansion in a very bad mental state,the proxies had to separate her and Jeff more than a couple times which is odd since they expected Jane to have more bloodthirst.
X-Virus is the fresh meat of the batch. He's adventurous and knows everyone has their eyes on him,the thrill fills him with enough passion to just show everyone what he's capable of.
Can we have some Jane x Fem proxy please but the proxy is friends with Nina (like best friends i love Nina)
Jane x Fem!Proxy Reader
First and foremost,she would absolutely despite your friendship with Nina. She holds grudges and make sure the other person knows this,she's a killer who doesn't hide intentions,makes the victim anxious
"Nina seems like a close friend to you." the black haired woman remarked with a hint of venom in her voice.
"You are my friend as well." you answered.
"We are more than friends." she raises an eyebrow at you. "Are you breaking my heart?" she asks with a smile while moving towards you. "That's cruel." she whispered while coming closer "that's why I like you." completely discarding whatever you were talking about earlier.
Nina knows Jane doesn't like her because of her past including Jeff,that's why she tried to act very sweet towards her but to no result. Jane would always shut her up or completely ignore her.
She still has jealousy problems,that's why she would often ask you to tell her more about your relationship with Jane then immediately ask if she's a better friend than her.
Jane on the other hand is very possessive,she would make plans with you whenever she knew you had them with Nina.
"You two talk everything together? Know everything about each other.." she sighed. "What makes me special to you then?"
"You are my lover,Jane." you roll your eyes at her.
"That's right,I know more about you after all~" she smirks while planting a kiss on your neck and embracing your waist.
On the positive note,neither of them are manipulative,on the bad note whatever decision you make would hurt the other one depending on with who you choose to spend your time with.
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Do you have any head cannons for slenderman? I love the way you portrait him
The Slenderman Headcanons
Summary: daddy issues
Here is a link if you want to hear a short dribble of his past: here
He's much taller and eerie looking than portrayed in drawings.He needs to bend down a lot to fit into any normal room,that's why the last floor has ridiculously high ceilings.
Despite his devoid of features white face,he can form different expression while deforming his face-much like clay.In different lighting you can clearly see an expression.
While in hunting he can deform his face so much to form a monstrous looking mouth.
His tendrils leave marks.On the walls,the chairs,ceiling,floor and human skin.It's very hard to heal a mark left by them.They feel slimy and surprisingly warm.
The Operator doesn't recruit everyone and anyone,no matter how good of a fighter they are.What he's looking for in a potential minion is the undertone of revenge attached to them.
His office consists of countless books. Some ancient and some modern new ones. He has collections of tales made for children,occult books, psychology and war.
An eternal being whose essence serve little to no meaning in this world.
His mission is to eliminate anyone who would make his presence known to the world. A lot of close calls were made during proxy mistakes that lead to police teams coming in the forest.
The line between care and ignorance for the creeps is thin,the roots of his past never leaving him and sometimes the faces of the children he was meant to protect forms on his murderous residents.
Depending on his relationship with the reader,his behavior towards them drastically change.
Hii! This is my first time requesting. I really love your female proxy!! I hope you can do more but with other creeps too?🥺 i wanna see them more.
Sure! I tried writing some characters I don't really mention much.
Creepypasta Headcanons
BEN is over 30 years old but acts like a 19 year old who just started college-laid back,uninterested in everything that is important and completely devoid of responsibilities. He spent his whole life on the internet,both the good and bad sides of it. He changes his body and his appearance to his liking since he's a virtual entity customizable character type. He can manifest into real world by coming out of the TV kinda like Samara and his body feels very much human-made of flesh and bones,bleeds red-yet he's immortal.
Liu is the most normal looking one out of the bunch of creeps. Has a tall figure,normal build and dresses up rather nice. He's friendly yet reserved and knows to keep his distance from problematic residents except for Jeff. The only time is good to keep eye on him is when he starts to talk to Sully,sometimes going into arguments with him resulting into a control battle with himself trying to keep his mind and body free.
Sally gets out of her room very frequently yet she is extremely ignored. She keeps changing her clothes yet the red stains on her body never dissappear. Sometimes she can levitate around but she never creeps the other out by intention. She knows how ghostly she looks and knows the stories told about her,that's why she tries her best to be as nice as possible to the others. She's a kid who just wants some friends.
The Puppeteer is on Zalgo's side,very much hating the tall entity as much as its residents. He keeps on visiting them from time to time whenever they feel low and tries to tempt them into coming with him,showing hurtful moments from their past life and placing golden strings in places that they are most likely to hurt themselves. He's extremely talkative and annoying,sarcastic and comes off strong and pessimistic. Manipulative much when needed to be.
I accidentally posted an unfinished draft of a request😭this is the full post!
I can imagine plenty scenarios of how they met and how their relationship is.In the Fem!Proxy series I imagine the reader having a special relationship with the occult or being a spiritual person who accidentally attracted the tall creature. In all versions he has a sweet spot for her.
In another version the reader is his daughter (the link of a short backstory here ) and she's being watched for a while by The Operator. She's abducted by the proxies(specifically Masky and Hoodie) to be isolated by the world.
I headcanon Slenderman's one and only fear to be known to the world and banished from existence. That's why he takes his daughter from the outside world,he believes she has a part of special powers attached to her that might lead to him.
One more version of their relationship would be a romantic one where she is recruited like anyone else in the mansion. This sort of bond would be possible if the reader would try to make conversation with him whenever she is summoned to his office. If the reader persists on trying to know more about him(while in the mansion) and shows genuine interest as well as humanity,the possibility for a romantic path can be possible.
I've been following you for a while now, could i request some headcanons about the female proxy taming and becoming the owner of smile dog?, he's my favorite and you're a great writer, i don't mind if they're just few :]
Sure thing!
Becoming Smile Dog's owner
The strange animal often hangs out inside the training area of the back of the mansion,near the garden.
Given your powers to sense demons or any sort of non-human presence you would have no trouble to know where he can be when in the close vicinity of the mansion.
By default he seems to be extremely ignorant to the other residents and only starts to become threatening when eating.
You can tame him by acting like he's a normal dog.Treats,playing with him and welcoming him into your room as well as ignoring his creepy aura.
He will often just stare at you with his wide smile,slowly opening his mouth which is pretty unpleasant to the other residents(except for Jeff,of course).If you choose to let him be he will very much appreciate it.
Ignore the anxiety that his face is giving.Your abilities would often give you the feeling that he's passive yet his face would give you the impression he's ready to launch.Listen to your intuition and know he means no harm!
He's not hard to tame,he just needs a little acceptance of his looks!
He start to follow you around and wait outside the mansion for you to come out during night missions.
Becoming his owner gives you a special perk-more protection! He will act like a guard dog and you just made a new friend!
Do you think if Slenderman’s daughter draw him soemthing, would he hang it up somewhere? Keep it safely tucked away somewheee to see sometimes?
Sally's room is filled with the drawings he made for The Slenderman,the funny thing is how they were placed so high she cannot reach to?
It's most likely he would to the same to his daughter.He prefers to keep the drawings somewhere safe as time passes way too fast for him and seeing the drawings would make him realise the girl he protected now protects herself.
He's not as needed anymore.It's a strange and lonely feeling as a "father".
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If it's not too much to ask we never hear much about bloody painter what does he do in the mansion?
I turned this into some Bloddy Painter headcanons
Bloody Painter Headcanons
His job is no different than any other resident.He follows The Operator's tasks and obeys his rules-his feelings towards him are drowned in apathy tough.
This man is the most low profile person in the whole mansion.He doesn't speak,doesn't respond to people and he never takes his mask off.He never eats in front of people,only trains with others when needed and never asks BEN for money.
Getting his attention is like winning the lottery.He doesn't listen to the drama around the mansion and doesn't fight with anyone.The only reason he would go nuts would be if they enter his room or ruin his artworks.
There was one particular night where you saw half of his face,his mask pulled on his mouth as he crouched down the window and stared outside with his hands on his head,almost like contemplating something or remembering cruel memories.
Helen is a mysterious and avoiding man with unknown issues,yet not an impossible individual if you somehow manage to prove something to him.
can you write more general headcanons plss, thank youu‼️💕
More Mansion Headcanons
The creeps aren't talkative every other day of the week and you might find yourself in the eerie silence of the hallways.A casual wave of static can be heard with a glimpse of a pale figure behind certain corners remind you that he always watches.
Behind the mansion there is a training area and next to it is a dead garden who has a small cabin inside full of supplies.
Toby doesn't smoke and just got used to Masky's smell of cigarettes
He is also a grown adult and knows when to act all innocent and clueless to get what he wants.Most of the times he is a ticking bomb ready to explode.He gets progressively more anxious depending on how much the other person he talks to is willing to bully him.Extremly traumatized
The residents altough in their 20's to 30's(except Sally)they have very teenage-like moments because The Operator showed himself in their life mostly during their teenage years.
They aren't always angry or bitter.Masky won't shove nor curse you every time you make eye contact with him.Jeff has a sassy personality but won't try to creep you off every day of his life.He gets tired too
The calmest the residents are is when they are in the kitchen eating.They need to catch a break too and it's an unspoken rule to not disturb anyone when eating
There are three ideas that are up to the reader's interpretation.
That Masky and Hoodie share the same room.I write them having separate or the same room depending on the reader's preference,ideas,and fantasies regarding it.
That the reader and Slenderman either have a father-daughter relationship or a romantic one.It heavily depends on the daddy issues meter.
That the reader was either bought in the mansion before or after the main two proxies.
Altough the reader has a lot of nightmares involving Jason or Candy Pop,the others might have them too and get random flashbacks of their past.
Nina,Jane,Jeff and Liu have an extremely complicated relationship and they would rather ignore each other when tired.(excluding Liu who wants to talk with all of them)
It's very easy to gossip in this place.You can gossip about the small mistakes people make when they train to down bad talking shit about someone simply because you can't stand them.
Rumors are very easy to be spread.The least problematic people are Sally and Bloody Painter.
