SIRENIC

lesbian

gay

bisexual

transgender

queer

pansexual

demisexual

ace

hopeless romantics

cis-men

cis-women

non binary folks

the whole spectrum etc…

I'm using the tomodachi life demo wisely

The exhausted by the horrors of the unknown brothers!

Introduction

Hey, I’m Peroxide/Ghostie. I’m an artist/writer, I write nsfw on my other account @sirenicsleep I’m 19, my pronouns are she/they. I make a lot of art related content and oc stuff ;3

Some stuff I enjoy: taro boba, sweet and sour chicken, blue gummy sharks, fall out boy, my chemical romance, pierce the veil, alesana, hail the sun, dance gavin dance, get scared, and I also love spending time with my partner ofc.

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Toby

I think the main reason I’m so into Creepypasta, mainly the fanfiction/fandom/x reader side of it all, is because I absolutely loath and fear the thought of getting into a relationship with somebody that wants me purely for sex.

Now, as ironic as this may be coming from a smut fanfic author, here’s my main reason why.

Jeff, Toby, Jack, so on and so forth—they’re monsters, in their own right. All the creeps and proxies have all done evil, horrid, irredeemable things that make society and people turn away from them, and have forcibly learned to gutter their wants and needs when it comes to relationships. Because, when you’re a murderous monster or proxy, there is no bone in your body that tells you that you should be loved.

Which is why I think I like writing about them so much.

I, as an author curating these stories, have to dig deep and scratch away at the nasty and filthiness of them to find the good and the love that they shove all the way down. There are good, loving people underneath all the rot and gore of Creepypasta characters, you just have to drown yourself in them to be able to see it.

Yes, most of them definitely use sex or violence as an escape hatch from it—but for them to mesh with someone else, for them to love someone else, they have to push away all of their nasty and ugly and gore and sadness and turn it into something they’re unfamiliar with—turn it into something good for the sake of someone else.

And I think that’s why so into it. So into creating scenarios to mesh with them, to love them, to drown in them—cause I want somebody to do that for me.

I want somebody to absolutely drown themselves in me and learn my every bad thing and still focus on the good that’s deep in there. I don’t want to just be your body to mess around with and say nice things to whenever you’re feeling lonely.

As cringe as fuck as it is, I get sickly jealous of Y/N because I’m putting them in all the best spots while I get random texts from a guy I hardly know at 2am asking if I’ll suck his dick.

So… y’know.

i don't even have anything funny to say, i just fucking hate this. hate it. viscerally. the idea that anybody would think this is something i would be happy about is utterly alien to me and anybody making ai generated photos of me is getting blocked on sight.

i saw this early this morning and i've just had this deep feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach because this shit is only going to get fucking WORSE. luckily this one doesn't really look like me, but the next one might or the one after that or the one after that