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All of them are so silly
AAAA NEW CREEPYPASTA HEADCANON + REDESIGNS!!
Night of the Living Dead; CHAPTER 1
"COUNTERFEIT LIFE"
"I got enough respite to keep on trying I got enough respite to keep from crying," Starsailor Please do not copy or translate my work.
⟢ Summary; Job done! That means a break right? Good thing there is that diner in town with tolerable coffee! Or not..
Ft. Immortal reader x various creepypasta characters
Warnings; mentions of blood, typical violence, mentions and descriptions of wounds. MINORS DNI
⟢ Words; 1.9k. ⟢ Note; Finally a first chapter! I hope you enjoy :). If you would like to be tagged please let me know in the comments! I wrote this almost in one setting yesterday I believe lol- I just needed to re-read it like 10 times. I should create a playlist for this fr fr..
You can find the prologue here
You can find chapter 2 here
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Morning comes, and like a desperate lover you stretch and sigh in relief in its warm embrace. The faint scent of the dew mixed with the hint of metal fills your senses. Will it be a bad thing to say you waited for this? You are sitting in the kitchen, facing the window, shaky hands gently picking glass shards from your thigh. The bottle of alcohol standing on the table glints when light hits it. You try to be steady, it hurts like a bitch, your blood pearls from the already picked wounds. The price of falling on a glass table- you need to work on not getting overpowered so easily. They aren’t lethal, if you take care of them now, but nonetheless annoying. Especially since the trip back is an hour walk, if you run maybe you can get to the town faster.
The mischaracterization of Alex Kralie is d1 ragebait for me because NO he's NOT a yandere psycho killer alpha badboy dom that man is driven to insanity by an Eldritch horror beyond his comprehension that is stalking him and poisoning his mind and he thinks the only way to stop the Operator sickness is to kill all his old college friends and crew and girlfriend who he LOVED because he doesn't want anyone else to get hurt
No he is not a good person but he isn't a monster either

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Is it weird to say I wanna treat Brian/Hoodie all gently even though I've read your fics of him and how rough and mean he is /lh.. how would your interpretation of him even respond to that, gentle affection and intimate touch that ISN'T filled with a need to get off, just overall love and care for him.
✦ . jeff the killer
Jeff is used to violence. Roughness. Everything in his world is sharp. So when you sit beside him after a mission and slowly run your fingers through his tangled hair, it’s like tossing a match into a snowstorm.
“…You’re not scared of me?”
You kiss his temple. “Nope.”
“You’re weird.” But he leans in a little anyway.
He’s not sure how to process it at first. He might try to push you away with a crude joke, but the second you stop? He panics a little. Eventually, he starts pretending he doesn’t like it just to keep getting more.
✦ . ticci toby
Toby doesn’t do silence well—but you do. And when you pull him into a hug after a rough night, or press a cool cloth to his forehead after one of his tics flares up, he goes still. Like a wild animal caught in a muzzle.
“Why’re you alw-always so nice to me?”
“Because you deserve it, even when you think you don’t.”
He loves being babied when you do it sincerely. Praise and physical affection? Heaven. He may not say it, but he’ll bury his face in your shoulder and breathe in as if you’re the only grounding thing he has.
✦ . eyeless jack
He’s seen the worst of people—inside and out. The intimacy of medicine is constant for him. So when you clean his wounds, or cup his face despite the lack of eyes, it catches him off guard.
“You don’t have to do this. I can take care of myself.”
“I know. Let me anyway.”
You’re one of the only people who can touch him without fear. He doesn’t always show emotion, but if you catch him resting his head on your lap while you hum softly, just know he’s melting on the inside.
✦ . masky (tim wright)
Tim doesn’t like being seen—mask on or off. But when you trace the edges of his jaw, or hold him in the dark and whisper things like “I’m proud of you” or “You’re safe with me”, he cracks.
“You don’t know what I’ve done.”
“You’re more than what you’ve done.”
He’ll deny needing it, but he’s touch-starved. Praise-starved. When you show up with a clean hoodie and hot coffee? His hands shake just a little. He’s not used to someone loving him without wanting something back.
✦ . hoodie (brian thomas)
Brian takes a long time to trust, and even longer to relax. You’d think he’d stiffen at affection—but once he does let you in? He melts under a gentle hand.
You massage his sore shoulders after missions. You patch him up, talk to him softly, and don’t push when he’s quiet. You don’t treat him like a monster. And that’s everything.
You kiss his hand.
He watches you for a long moment, then murmurs, “…You’re gonna ruin me.”
He returns the favor in small ways: your favorite drink left out for you, food prepped, the blanket already warmed in the dryer. Silently saying I love you too.
✦ . kate the chaser
Kate is always on edge. Aggressive, efficient, brutal in the field. But when you offer soft affection—stroking her hair after a fight, pressing kisses to her temple—she melts, privately.
“Don’t coddle me.”
“I’m not. I’m loving you.”
She’s quiet. She doesn’t pull away.
She won’t ask for care, but she needs it more than anyone. You helping her take off bloodied gear? Brushing dirt from her cheeks? Kissing her knuckles after battle? It calms her. Grounds her. And she’ll return the affection with a quiet kind of intensity that never wavers.
✦ . ben drowned
Ben doesn’t get it at first. He thinks you’re messing with him. When you rub soothing circles on his back or call him “sweetheart,” he short-circuits a little.
“You sure you meant to call me that?”
“You’re cuter than you think.”
“…You’re funny.”
Eventually, he becomes your shadow. He lays his head on your chest while you play games together, lets you fix his hair, and maybe even downloads stupid love songs because they remind him of you. (He’ll deny it.)
✦ . clockwork
Natalie is all sharp edges and guarded smirks, but she longs to be held gently. You touch her scars without flinching. You press kisses to her ticking eye like it’s nothing out of the ordinary.
“You’re too soft for this world.”
“And you’re softer than you pretend.”
She’ll roll her eyes, but her grip on your waist tightens. After the walls come down, she’ll initiate the affection more often—fiddling with your hair, curling into your side, letting you wash the blood from her hands.
✦ . laughing jack
At first? He’s amused. He calls your soft touch “precious” and acts like he’s above it. But when you clean his face after a messy job, and whisper “You don’t always have to be the entertainment,” it hits somewhere deep.
“You’re ridiculous. You know that?”
“So are you.”
He laughs, but this time, it’s soft.
He becomes fiercely protective of you. He doesn’t know how to say thank you, but you’ll wake up to gifts, sweets, and strange little doodles of you two dancing under stars.
✦ . slenderman
It’s hard to imagine being tender with something so ancient and inhuman—but you do. You rest your head against his chest despite the lack of a heartbeat. You touch his hand without fear.
“Your mind is too fragile for this bond.”
“Then let me break a little.”
He doesn’t show emotion the way others do—but he begins to respond. His tendrils wrap protectively around you at night. He communicates comfort through presence, warmth, and silent understanding. You become the only being who grounds him.
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needless to say, Brian is my absolute fav..
This concept was originally meant to be part of a bigger thing where I draw all my favs with my favorite foods but I ended up scrapping that idea bc I couldn't think of enough food that are cute enough?
But the image of a little chibi masky and hoody with some kinder eggs captured my heart so I drew it anyway