PoppysInPebbles

The couple ever!!! Raph really loves his giant, scary, Alien, war general girlfriend that may or may not want to eat him sometimes❤️

Jeff was fourteen when he officially joined the creepypastas

Ej has sharp teeth

Jeff has insomnia and schizophrenia

Ben is a bit of an asshole but honestly who isn't

Ben is autistic

Jeff and Liu are Italian on their dad's side and Russian on their moms side, they can both fluently speak Italian and Russian

Jeff and Liu come from a strict Catholic household

Liu is still Catholic and Jeff is constantly having a religious crisis

Jeff was forced to attend piano lessons for his entire childhood by his mother so he can play piano quite well (it's a secret he won't play if anyone else is in the mansion)

When he cooks, Jeff blasts Italian music and dances around the kitchen singing along (badly)(that's how the creeps know dinner will be good, if there's Italian opera blasting from the kitchen)

Italian music and Russian metal are all he listens too

Sometimes he listens to American Metal too

Masky is also Italian and Liu, Jeff and him will sometimes yell at each other in Italian it's mostly just Jeff and Masky who get into screaming matches

Jeff's mom was a pretty famous model, she was quite insecure about aging (even tho she was still gorgeous and aged like fine wine) so she took it out on Jeff and Liu and because Jeff is basically a carbon copy of his mother she had especially high expectations of him that he could never seem to reach the way his mom wanted. This is why Jeff is so obsessed with his own beauty.

Jeff's hair is naturally black, he gets it from his mom (duh)

Jeff is for sure a masochist, a raging alcoholic, and an asshole

EJ has digitigrade legs and a tail

Masky feels paternal for Jeff because he was one of the first to join Slenderman other than them

There were many missions in the early days where Masky and Hoodie were essentially babysitting a 14 year old Jeff so like that's his baby boy that's his son (he will NEVER EVER say that out loud tho)

He's in the bathroom of some shitty dive bar

He's very drunk.

Redo of this art work I made a while back

Tap for better quality

Thinking of his bf

(I'm usually a traditional artist so if you're a digital artist feel free to give me some tips)

@hairscare thank you.

Jeff is surprisingly good with kids

Ej is really tall and doesn't know his own size

Ben is 10 YEARS OLD. HE HAS THE MIND OF A 10 YEAR OLD.

Sally is 7 YEARS OLD. SHE HAS THE MIND OF A 7 YEAR OLD.

Jeffs dad was a five star chef, that's why they moved to a nice neighborhood, and cooking and baking was the only skill he taught jeff

Liu and Jeff hang out as much as possible

Liu absolutely adores his younger brother and refuses to take criticism I also refuse to take criticism on this

Liu loves his brother but has vowed to be the thing that kills Jeff when the time is right

Lj gives sally too much candy and cuz of that she thinks every clown will give her candy it's sincerely a problem

Masky isn't allowed near the kitchen after the incident

During secret Santa, Slenderman was gifted his infamous frilly pink apron with the word 'mom' in all crooked lowercase letters poorly embroidered on the front, nobody knows who it was (it was clockwork, she hand embroidered it)

Toby and Jeff will sometimes smoke weed on the balcony

Hoodie doesn't talk much

Liu will have full conversions with sully, nobody but him can hear sully

Pretty much only Liu can calm Jeff down if he's gone insane

Jeff owns the kitchen. It's his. Nobody is allowed in the kitchen when he cooking Sally and Ben can waltz in whenever they like tho (usually to help him cook or sample cookie dough)

Jeff will absolutely not admit it but Sally and Ben are like his younger siblings and by extension Liu sees them as his younger siblings as well

Raph huddled against himself, tence. Instinct that always sounded vaguely like his master blaring alarm bells in his head. It felt like his heart was beating so hard that he thought it might make his plastron beat too, like how it did in cartoons. The metal floor was uncomfortablely cold, which was weird because he usually liked the cold. His shell pressed against the thick bars behind him as he glared from his corner at the boy, no, the man across from him who seemed irritatingly calm, relieved even, maybe? Raph couldn't tell. He could, however, tell that he was injured. The tangy sweet scent of blood was driving him up the wall, especially since that very man had interrupted his meal a few hours ago and now he was starving. But he knew better than to try anything. The large, callused hands of his cagemate gripped the handle of his katana tightly, professionally.

Raph snapped his eyes away from the handle bound in blue and back up to the aged face of his brother.

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Ngl I'm about to eat my own art with the way I drew Raph tbh

Chapter Two

"Fuck!" Mikey barked as he was thrown backwards into a rusty support beam. He heard his shell crack before he felt it but he didn’t have a single second to spare.

With one hand he forced himself off the ground and used the momentum to harshly right hook a ghoul just before it could attack him. Grabbing it by the neck, he pushed it into two other ghouls that were currently rushing at him. He spotted rubble hurtling at him out of the corner of his eye and acting on adrenaline his legs shoved him out of the way just in time to witness the three, scrambling ghouls be crushed under the force with a sickening crunch and a splatter of thick, viscous fluid. He didn’t have to look to know who the culprit was and he didn’t have to look to know he really needed cover right now. Feeling another spike of adrenaline sent him scrambling behind a huge chunk of concrete. A mocking, sing-songy giggle rang through the carnage before Mikey’s hiding spot was shot several hundred feet into the air.

Turning to face her sent nausea through him, not because she was hideous, quite the opposite in fact. She looked like a deity with how she hovered in the air. The white silk draped about her body combined with her long, ginger hair that whipped around her seemed to crown her body in a glowing halo of light. But the look on her face betrayed her true nature. That’s what made him sick, that look that could only be described as evil stretched across the face of a girl he used to call a friend.

"Hiding from little, old me are you?" She cackled, condescension dripping from her voice like venom.

"Why are you here, April!?" Mikey screamed over the howling wind and crashing debris around him. "This area has nothing for you or your master to gain from!" The sneer on her face vanished and instead was replaced by an icey glare.

"What?" Her voice was just above a whisper but somehow it seemed to cut through the screaming wind. A smile crept across her face again but it was different than before, it looked like a mask.

"Don’t pretend like you know me." The orange banded ninja felt a pang of hurt in his chest but he quickly pushed those feelings down, deep down into the farthest parts of his soul before they could get the better of him.

"Don't pretend like you know my motives." Her tone was getting angrier, louder.

With a flick of her wrist he was flung into the air, stopping right in front of her. Suddenly the air changed, emotion seemed to drain from her, and the world seemed to muffle around them.

"You always did have quite an imagination." Was what she said before he was catapulted through the air with such force he swears he felt his organs flip.

The wind screamed in his ear as he could do nothing but watch as Manhattan whizzed past him through squinted eyes and gritted teeth. Just as quickly as it started, it ended and he was suddenly engulfed in freezing cold water that cut off a scream he didn’t even know he was making.

The sudden chill of the water almost sent him into shock but the adrenaline pumping through his veins kept him conscious. The adrenaline quickly turned to panic. His heart beat almost hurt and his mind clouded. The sea stung his eyes and blurred his sight. Frantically he clawed at the water that threatened to drag him down into the darkness creeping into his vision. Through the panic he almost didn't notice a strong hand grab his bicep but he sure as hell noticed it pull him out of the water and onto a paddle board.

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Casey was definitely what one would call an obsessive drinker. Once he had his hands on a meal nothing, absolutely nothing, could distract him from it. Apparently, except for someone soaring through the air, screaming, overhead.

Startled, he let go of his meal who took the ample opportunity to push his face away before stumbling to her feet and running away to die in some other, random alley. Now he was pissed. So, doing like any sane and put together vampire would, he took off after the person that dared disrupt his meal.

Of course, he had to chill out a bit when he was stood at the edge of one of the biggest, toughest camps under the revolution's control. Instead he settled to watch from a rooftop as the mortals all hurried out to go investigate the giant splash just off the coast of the camp. As they did this Casey’s annoyance was quickly replaced by amusement as he realized exactly who had been shot through the air. However, he immediately made another realization. The only person who could have possibly thrown someone that hard was April, but April much preferred to play with her victims, so if she threw Mikey away something had to be wrong.

He turned to look in the direction that his old friend had been thrown from and, if his skin could get any paler, the color would’ve drained from his face. He didn’t wait a single second to take off running in the direction of what looked like an impact zone. Yeah, she was definitely pissed, too.

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