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The cops know that whoever goes into the forest never comes back out, and if they do they’re usually missing a piece or three. They understand that fact as well.

That leads to my favorite headcanon. The cop force know and understand the dangers, but instead of trying to get rid of these killers plaguing their towns these cops all of a sudden become useless.

Nobody likes cops, that’s well known. Any looks directed towards a person in a badge can be any combination of emotions. Some hateful, some fearful. But when more and more bloody scenes are found there's a moment, a little whisper within a brutalized community. Maybe… just maybe, they could fight back.

It’s the same thing every time the forest outside of a town becomes a little too quiet when the children that used to play in the trees now stare emptily at the forest that their parents played in as kids. People start putting up more cameras, just to find them broken and smashed. Search parties spend hours to try and find one missing person just to come back with fewer people.

The first warnings are from the cops, well what would be left of them. After years of protecting their community fewer and fewer calls are answered with urgency. Saying “Do it yourself”.

They become more violent, and prone to shooting before asking because who knows which person is innocent and which isn’t? New stations come to bring light on the crumbling society but nothing is put on air.

It’s just silenced chaos.

OMG I'll be honest when I first joined the fandom I hated this ship. But you can blame @necroromantics and @crushedsweets for converting me to their religion.

TICCIWORK HEADCANONS

Ok, so we all know how Toby would be the person to drink literal battery acid if he was dared to, Clock is the one that stops him from doing that

While she's a pretty distant lover, so is Toby which balances out perfectly in their relationship

They are loyal to each other, like Toby would joke around and say another girl looks hot then go into a whole speech on why Clockwork is better in everyway

I feel like they aren't very touchy touchy in public, so a common thing they would do is have a little thing to show that they care.

Like little kuniks where they rub there noses together or back hugs, simple little things that to others seem like a little thing but to them mean the world.

They both have similar outfit choices, Clock would steal Toby's tank tops and Toby would steal her old sweaters

Definitely have matching stuffed animals, not like a big squishmellow but two tiny beanie babies that are just different colors

Even though they're both very stubborn, whenever the other is feeling really bad or going through an episode it's like the other are the only one to actually calm them down.

But when they have to fight together? Dangerous level 100. Toby is very wild but powerful when he fights, add that with someone that's good at planning through fights and someone he listens too? Very dangerous combo

Everyone knows better than to get in between the two of them, while they're very much in love with one another they're also very protective in their silent way

Clockwork definitely bullies Toby a bit, making fun of how short his nails are before painting them so he would stop biting them. Or poking at his eating habits while cooking him something to eat.

I like the little headcanon that Toby is Clockwork's kinda anchor to reality while she's his protector. Like he would let her do his hair if she's mad because he can't feel the pain of the brush in his hair and doesn't care about being made fun of

Meanwhile Toby gives her little gifts constantly. He finds a cool looking stick? Gotta give it to Clock. Shiny rock? Already on her dresser. Dude's like a crow and Clockwork is his favorite human.

Ooooh! Hehehehe 😎

Eyeless Jack with Mortician S/O

I’ll be honest, he doesn’t know how to react. He was a completely normal human before… everything. Even then he couldn’t really understand the fascination with dead.

He’s a messy eater but he doesn’t play with his food, that’s rude.

Also this made me go on a whole hyperfixation on morticians so thank you for that. I have learned.

Habit Headcanons

(tw: talk of cannibalism, mentions of violence)

Ok so let's start off with saying Habit is feral. Like he probably has rabies and not the haha funny kind. Like full on demon of a man. HE ATE A BABY

Bro was all about them baby back ribs and Jeff kabobs I don't think he a normal guy.

In that sense however he’s a very sadistic and sociopathic being that extends past our little human minds.

He can heal Evan’s body at will throughout the series, so I'd like to believe that this guy has done things off camera that we haven't seen.

I can bet a total of… three dollars and 57 cents that he acts like Bill from “Gravity Falls” but when he's possessing Dipper. Like this demon has zero social understanding unless it's to destroy society.

That being said let's think of some more positive headcanons (if that's possible)

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Crawled out of my grave for this, it was so comfy too

Let’s do both, I like ‘em

Hoodie

As much as I love the silent and brooding Hoodie compared to Brian being all bubbly and everything. I still like the idea that Hoodie is just Brian being puppeteer by Slender. So no split personality thing going on.

After being a proxy for so long (and nearly becoming paralyzed and dying from a high fall) he is a lot more somber.

But like an Emo Older Brother kinda vibe, he still jokes and is caring to a lot of people. Almost too caring, he’s a man that likes to give gifts of kindness.

So he’s the caregiver of all the proxies, he wanted to be a nurse so he’s usually the one that has the first aid kit and knows how to keep somebody from loosing an arm because he wanted to pet coyotes.

Also, stoner. He only smoked a few times with Alex and Jay during college years but afterwards he picked the habit up more. To combat the pain from training and fighting and the constant nightmares.

He’s a relatively chill guy, even if you’re on his bad side he’ll bite his tongue and just avoid you. Not one to really lash out.

Masky

Masky on the other hand has abandonment issues. When it comes down to choosing between himself and the other proxies he’d choose himself in an instant.

Hoodie has given up on the chance of a normal life, but Masky still holds onto that hope. He hates it, hates himself for being so childish as to believe he could ever be a normal person again.

But he still wakes up every morning and starts a pot of coffee that’s Brian’s favorite brew and make sure there’s enough sugar for Toby to have his own cup. Putting dishes away so Kate knows where everything is.

He’s more likely to lash out than Hoodie, mostly towards people that have wronged him. But he always silently apologizes to the person in some way.

Some say he’s all dark and brooding because that’s who he is as a proxy, in reality he’s trying to hold himself together in hopes that it keeps the rest of them together.

He doesn’t smoke like Brian but he’s definitely one to smoke through a single pack in a day if he feels like it. He doesn’t really care about the consequences, he just wants to take the edge off.

Love him, for me EJ is more demonic. I first really started learning about him when people made him more demonic than just a normal grey dude in a mask with bad eating habits.

EJ HEADCANONS

Ok, like I said further up, EJ is more demonic to me. Having Digitrade like legs and more claws. One of my favorite headcanons is that he can be very… uncanny.

EJ himself is uncanny, he gives off human, he looks human, acts human. But there’s just something…. Off yknow? Other than the werewolf legs and razor sharp teeth.

Whenever he isn’t wearing his mask (that thing needs cleaned and fix so often, but it’s still more rare to see him without his mask) he keeps his eyes closed. Without actual eye balls behind his eyelids his eyes are a lot more sunken in. And whenever he opens them that black tar drips out much faster because of build up.

Speaking of his eyes, his vision is there (gods know why??) but it’s very similar to having very bad cataracts. Everything is so blurry for him that he depends on scent and echolocation to find stuff.

With a hand over their mouth they could only pray that their heavy breathing was stifled enough. They didn’t even know who they were praying too, after tonight they didn’t know if there was a god that could hear them. The sound of feet hitting the ground makes them jump as a tall figure appears in front of them with his back turned, sniffing the air before smiling. He could smell them… with a grin under the bloody mask the being makes a clicking noise with his tongue. The blue mask looking around the area before getting closer and closer before it meet the persons face with a final click.

That kinda thing, pretty scary huh?

But one thing this guy is desperate for is something human, not for dinner. He craves his own humanity like a wounded child craves their parents. The thought of even looking in the mirror makes him go into a silent rage.

To EJ he’s still human, all those people he’s eaten and torn apart like paper… those are just bad dream. He forces himself into a delusion that it’s all just a bad dream, even though he remembers every part. He’s just a college kid with bad dreams.

He’s so desperate for that humanity that he’ll grip onto anything that reminds him of that. Normal food makes him sick, too sweet too salty. He can’t eat anything other than meat without wanting to throw up. But he still does it, remembering the morning he’d stop by the local coffee shop before classes for a bagel and coffee as he forces himself to swallow down what tastes like mud and spoiled milk.

Like I said earlier, he’s a very uncanny person. I like to head canon that he can dislocate his jaw if he needs to. Making sickening pops as the victim sees the sharp teeth lining his mouth. Sometimes he’ll hunch over with teeth bared. Not like a dog, but like a cat. While dogs are more prone to pounce and bite, EJ is one to slice people to shreds with his claws.

But he’s still a gentle giant (when he isn’t hungry). Those that he sees as friends quickly become family, even if he doesn’t say it he’ll put his life on the line to give his friends a chance to survive. He has nothing else to live for if he loses them.

He only has a few items he treats the same way, audio books he’s snagged and listened to over and over again. CDs filled with music from god knows where. I like to think that he still likes flowers, the scent of them in spring. He has bundles of dried flowers and weeds in his room. Falling apart with every touch but he keeps them, not wanting to give up that little bit of peace he has.

The big man himself! Daddy Long Legs! STICK IN THE MUD!!!!

As it’s pretty clear on my blog (at least I hope it is) I’m both a huge Slenderverse fan and a Creepypasta fan. So my personal headcanons on Slender varies.