#slenderbros

I owe my friend Kelie Studio for bringing my concept Idea to life. The Black and White shading to resemble the famous Slenderman photos came out well.

Jerry is playing a high stakes poker game with Splendorman either for Pralines. The Slenderbros are just chilling and no one would probably believe Jerry's account of what happened. Offenderman isn't allowed in the building.

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Tales from the Gas Station: Jerry Pascal (c) u/GasStationJack

Slenderman (c) @Victor-Surge (Eric Knudsen)

Splendorman (c) Julie Becker

Trenderman (c) I Lack Tact

Offenderman (c) @arcanineryu

Art by Kelie Studio

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Masky’s POV

As I was stomping through the forest with hoodie doing our nightly patrol we came across a girl, she has a far away look on her face, mumbling something we can’t hear, and is holding an old looking book. “Well, looks like we have another victim tonight Brian” I said flatly, he huffs in response and we start stalking the kid.

After a long walk the girl finally stops, she looks around and starts grabbing small rocks and lays them in a circle. “What the f**k do you think she’s doing?” I said while looking towards hoodie “beats me” he responded while recording what this weirdo is doing.

Once she put all the rocks down she used a knife she had hidden in her pants waist and used it to crave symbols into the forest floor. We watched her for a long while curiosity getting the best of us. Once everything was sent in place the kid sat down in the middle of the rock circle and started speaking a weird language. “Should we stop her?” I asked while turning to look at hoodie so disappeared. “Really man?” I said with an annoyed tone. While looking around for the man the rock circle the girl was sitting in started to glow. “F**k I should stop whatever this is” I said while rushing towards the girl, by the time I made it to the rock circle I already had my gun out and pointed at her head. Just as I was about to pull the trigger a wave of energy shot me back and right into a tree.

Third person POV

So I finally made me my own version of Splendorman, bc he was always my favorite

Here's some highlights

Gave him lots of ringmaster fits and carnaval aesthetics. Pretty self-explanatory so I won't dive much into it. However I really want to point out that I used a 1910s & 1920s style to make him feel sort of old-timey and nostalgic yet refined.

I kept his iconic colorful spots on some outfits but toned them down a little bit, and I added lots of stripes to make him look taller and lankier. He's like at least one head taller than the rest in my head.

A Top-hat also works, but I want him to use more smaller or shorter hats like a Boater hat or a Derby hat because I feel like he'd look too accumulated wearing a top-hat all the time. Also to have some variety.

He has a little bit of build, or at least he's slightly beefier than the others. This to show his physical strength and "healthy" livestyle.

I feel like because he is the only one with pure intentions, those good habits should be represented in his physique so I want him to look very healthy and athletic. Also because he'd be more huggable, but also way more scarier if he's mad and trying to harm you.

His hands have a black (kinda reddish) gradient. I haven't figured out a good excuse, I just really like the detail. Maybe it's dry blood from times he'd attacked someone on a fit of rage, maybe those are scars or maybe he was just born like that idk.

He's always wearing gloves anyways.

My version has a more "natural" skin color. I think this is kind of the norm, but I see that some people draw him with white skin like Slenderman's so I wanted to point that out. I feel like that would make him more "humane".

I guess that's all I have

Splendorman has been my favorite creepypasta/happypasta since I was in the fandom when I was like 13. And I really want to work a lot on his character since I always see that people portray him as this innocent and childish person. But he has so much lore that it just feel like wasted potential when he's reduced to being the "goofy one". He needs a little bit more agency.

Off topic from what I normally post but I got inspo and need to get it out.

So Slenderman lives in the forest right and he seems very connect to this forest; I’ve seen some art of slender using his tendrils to camouflaged into a tree. His brother Splender is always seen with flowers and Offender is seen with roses so what if his species were connected to and able to communicate to plants?

Seems to make sense across the board so here is some stuff that i came up with using this headcannon.

Slenderman

slender is mainly connected to trees

him being around trees causes them to grow taller than they would normally be

he can somehow communicate to the trees meaning he knows when anyone enters or leaves his forest

the proxys figured this out after the countless times his looming angry figure met jeff at the door after he went out to do “stuff” on a day slender specifically said not to

jeff is highkey mad at the trees for “snitching” on him and has kicked them in retaliation

Splenderman

splender is connected to any flowering plants

he has multiple big flowering trees that take days to clean up after the petals fall

has many smaller gardens that house variants of tulips, peonies, lilies, and hydrangeas just to name a few

plants will become more vibrant in reaction to splender

he walks around everything form large community gardens to small backyard personal gardens just to make people happier at the vibrant colors and success of the garden

Offenderman

Offender is connected to any plants with thorns

this means he is connected to mistletoe go figure

his 2nd favorite are roses first being pink and red tulips

Has a huge greenhouse connected to his house just for his plants

spends much time of his day watering his babies and even has a separate calendar on his wall dedicated to watering so he doesn’t forget

since all of his plants are covered in thorns and he walks around in mostly boxers and a coat his legs, as well as hands, are quite scratched up and rough

he started smoking green cigaretts and ones with seeds in them out of his love for his plants so he wouldn’t hurt them

plays music on the violin to his plants all the time they love it

Trenderman

Trenderman is connected to bushes

he has picked up topiary as a result

has multiple hidden wine cellars on his property guarded by these bushes

has gone to gardens and redone the bush work there at night just for something to do

will use his bushes in photoshoots he dose

takes about three days to trim all of his bushes when the time comes around because there are so many to do

has gotten full on hedges when he doesn’t have any other bushes to sculpt

like splender can sense when critters are nearby

had a small rebellious phase as a kid and instead of tagging buildings he would “redo” bushes he saw and no one, no one was going to stop him from doing so

if yall want more of the brothers done just comment a name of one of the dudes from the chart and i’ll edit the post :)

Halloween:

Jeff doesn't celebrate it. He hides away during the whole season because, although it's the only time he can go out among other people like normal, it just increases his urge to kill. Being around so many unsuspecting victims just fills his heart with blood lust and excitement.

Slender (and his brothers, save Offender) doesn't celebrate it either. He finds it pointless. He's been on earth for hundreds of years and has seen so many holidays and traditions that he just doesn't see the excitement in it.

Offender only uses the holiday for victims at Halloween parties. The girls are basically handed to him due to alcohol.

Sally and BEN don't celebrate it either because they are ghosts and can't eat the candy but they do like going out to haunt during the spooky season.

Jane doesn't celebrate because she doesn't care. She does like being able to go out and not be looked at funny, though.

Masky, Hoodie, and Toby don't because Slender doesn't.

Basically, the only ones who do celebrate are, what I call, the Circus Pastas: LJ, Candy Pop (although he doesn't have anything to do with candy, he just gets easier targets with how dangerous trick or treating gets), Candy Cane, and Laughing Jill. The rest either think it's constant don't want any part of it or only like going out so they can walk around.

Thanksgiving:

Why would they be involved with this? Slender thinks it's disrespectful anyway. He can say with certainty that he hates this holiday. The rest don't care at all. Except maybe Toby, since he sees the proxies and Slender as his family and wants to have a meal with them in peace, but knows it will never happen.

Christmas/Hanukkah:

Not one of these fuckers wants anything to do with this holiday. Except Splendor. He gives gifts to his brothers and they give him gifts but that's it.

New Years:

Some of them use the crowds and screaming as a cover to kill some people but again, it's most likely not cared about among killers.

Valentine's Day:

Laughing Jack and Jill just use it for the rouse of poison candy.

Offender uses it for victims just like every other holiday.

Jason the Toymaker uses it to try and find more "friends" or someone who won't leave him.

Hobo Heart likes to sit and remember his first Valentine but won't do anything special.

Splendor will give candy hearts to his brothers with cheesy sayings on them like "you're super" or "best friends".

Other than that, no one else likes this holiday. It's mushy and gross.

St. Patrick's Day:

Splendor likes to pinch. So does LJ.

April Fools:

This is Splendor's fuckin JAM. He LOVES to play pranks on Slender because Slender can't do shit to Splendor. Splendor can kick Slender's ass and will if Slender were to ever try and fight him.

Easter:

LJ and Splendor like the candy aspect. No one else finds eggs to be amusing. Offender will try this holiday to prey on religious moms at a church, though.

Any Summer Holiday:

He loves just appearing and hugging him in front of all the creeps, while Slendy is just pouting and throwing a tantrum like a 4-year-old

like the whole nine yards, baby voice, petting him, etc and Slendy is like “Splendooor got ooooff! I'm not a baby! *whining noises* nooo don’t hug me! NONONO- *hissing* NOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHERS!”

Creepypasta x fem reader

Warnings: creepypasta, cursing (most of the word is blocked out), and as usual not proofread.

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Third person POV

Over the last 48 hours (Y/N) has changed, something about the book has driven her mad. Muttering to herself about nonsense, being snappy at everyone, and a constant far away look in her eyes.

As the night of the full moon approached she got everything she needed ready and shoved into a backpack. She climbed out of her bedroom window in her PJs, a matching blue & white set of a tank top and shorts, something far too little for how chilly the night is. With it being after curfew she knew even in her madden state that she would have to sneak around in order to not be seen.

After walking a few miles she came to the entrance of the forbidden forest, a place only stupid teenagers dared to enter but never left. The mayor of the town has tried to block off the entrance to it but every time he tried too something would happen to the workers, after so many deaths he gave up.

As (Y/N) entered the forest she was muttering the instructions to herself over and over again, after walking exactly 7 miles into the forbidden forest she started to collect and lay out rocks in the shape of a circle.

Masky’s POV

Hoodie and I got sent by Slenderman to go watch a girl that at the far end of the forest, we aren’t supposed to kill her till the boss man tells us to. Something about a stupid deal or some something. 

“This is some bulls*** hoodie, it’s almost midnight, who the f*** is out this late?” I said angrily.

“This is what the boss man told us to do, so we must” he responded with no tone in his voice.

As we made it to the clearing where the girl is we stayed just out of sight, we watched as she laid down rock in a circle and then sat in the middle of the rock formation. The boss man didn’t say when to kill her exactly just have to wait for his word, I kept my hand on my gun so we can get this done and over with.

After a while of just standing there and watching, we saw her pull out a small knife from the backpack and cut her left hand open, she let the blood fall onto the cover of the book as she muttered a language we couldn’t understand.

“What the hell is this kid doing?” I asked hoodie while turning towards him but he wasn’t there “what the f*** man” I looked around trying to find him and saw him on the other side of the clearing recording everything. “Of course he’s recording this weird sh**.” I said with an unamused tone.

After a few more moments I felt static in my mind, it gave me a small headache and nausea. The word “now” was spoken in my mind. “Finally giving us the go boss man? Took you long enough..” I muttered to myself. I pulled my gun out of my holster and aimed it at her head. I took a few steps out of the trees and into the clearing, I looked over at hoodie who was still just recording everything and sighed. “Of course I have to do the dirty work” I muttered with an annoying tone.

This girl was so stuck in her own world she didn’t even flinch was I cocked my gun, as I was about to take the shot the rock circle lit up with a deep purple flame and a wave of energy hit me hard, I was thrown back into a tree and was knocked out.

Hoodie’s pov

I recorded everything per boss man’s orders, I of course didn’t tell masky that. Recording is more fun when others don’t know you are recording them. As I stood on the other side of the clearing of masky, I remained in the tree line as he made his way to kill the girl. I watched and record him getting knocked out. “F*** that’s not good” I said quietly as I kept recording the girl who’s now in the fire circle, I zoomed in with the camera and realized the person in the circle had the same face but different clothes. She looks very confused as she looked around.

as the fire dispersed I stepped out of the tree line and into the clearing, keeping a distance between me and this person. Once she saw me she looked at me and with her head slightly titled she spoke “pardon my French here but where da f*** am I?” Her tone was polite but carried an air of confusion.

I just stared at her for a few moments before responding “who are you?” My tone was cold and unwelcoming, I put my right hand on the gun in my hostler in case she tried to attack.

The girl just gave me a small smile and said “my name is (y/n), who are you?” Her tone was very friendly and caught me off guard a bit.

I was mentally calling for boss man, the girl claims to be (y/n) but definitely isn’t the one who was just here. “Hoodie” is all I responded with while not taking my eyes off of her.

Third person pov

As the two conversed the air around them seemed to get heavier, a light static filled the area and the darkness itself seemed to retreat into the tree line. While hoodie knew what was going on the human who still stood in the rock circle was confused. Nausea hit her in waves, the headache came on fast and strong, she crumbled onto her knees with her hands on her head. After a few moments she quickly passed out, while hoodie stood there unfazed.

“Take masky home” was spoken in the air, an order for hoodie to take his unconscious co worker back to the mansion. Hoodie complied with no issue, he walked over and threw masky over his shoulder and walked home without saying a word or looking back.

Creepypasta x fem reader

Hey y’all! Since my last post got so much love I decided to actually make this a fanfic! I make no promises on how many parts there will be or how often there will be updates but I’ll do my best to have some kinda schedule made as time goes on!

Warnings: creepypasta, cursing (will be blocking most of the word out), and of course not proofread.

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Third person POV

In this no name town, in the middle of absolute nowhere, the fog and gloom are constant as if the town itself is trying to disappear. The townspeople all seem to be driven slightly crazy, not kill you crazy but crazy nonetheless. Depression and anxiety is at an all time high, the people speak in hush whispers about monsters lurking around at night, the town has a strict curfew of sunset, if you are out past then good luck surviving the night…

In this no where town lived a girl named (Y/N) everyone would describe her as anti social, shy, and just over all a nobody. She kept to herself, kept her head down, and never caused problems. What people didn’t know is what she does in her free time, she reads books from those who call themselves witches, reads into deals with devils, and what not.

(Y/N) POV

‘Another gloomy day’ I said in my mind, the walk to the book store was thankfully short but in this weather it seemed to go on forever. In this little town stores have a hard time staying open cause of the curfew but somehow this “witch” store stays open.

After walking for a few blocks I can see the sign, on the front of the worn down red brick building it says “The Witches Palace” not many people go there for they don’t believe in this stuff but I believe. As I walked up to the door I see the familiar black cat lounging on the window front, I gave him a smile and a wave before walking inside, the tiny bell above the door rang. “Hello Ruth!” I said happily to the store owner, she’s an older lady but very sweet. “Hello sweetheart, came back to read that book?” She asked sweetly. “Of course I am, it’s an interesting read.” I stated as I walked by Ruth going straight for the book labeled “to walk to another” I don’t fully understand the name of it but its contents speak of 2 lovers trapped in different realms.

As I was picking up the book Ruth laid her hand on top of mine and looked me straight in my eyes “sweetheart, do you wish to escape from this realm of monsters?” She asked me, I was shocked for a moment for Ruth has never been this bold and I’ve been coming here for well over a year now. I took a glance around the shop and saw it was only her and I. With a deep breath I nodded my head and spoke “I do wish to leave this awful place.” Ruth smiled and with speed much to fast for an older lady like herself ran to the back room of the store, I could hear her shuffling around looking for something.

When Ruth returned a few moments later she had an old looking book, it was a deep purple with gold edges, the book being so worn I couldn’t see any writing on the cover of it. She quickly shoved the book into my arms with a smile on her face and spoke “there is only one spell in this book, it will take you away from this land. Now you must perform this spell in the dead of night, with a full moon in the sky, while in the forbidden forest, do you understand me?” Her question caught me off guard “the forbidden forest? But isn’t that place full of monsters?” I asked with a slight tremble in my voice. Ruth gave my arms a gentle squeeze “it’s only rumors started by old people like me to keep young folk like yourself from throwing parties in that forest. You’ll be fine, I promise” she said with a smile, Ruth has never lied to me so her words put me at ease. “Well then ok, thank you so much Ruth!” I said while turning to leave, when I got to the door my eyes went wide and I quickly turned around “wait, if I leave this land how can I return this book to you?” Ruth just laughed at my question “don’t fret dear, for that book will return to me on its own” she said, I gave her a confused look but she just shooed me away. I held the book tightly in my arms as I walked home.

Meowen’s POV

As I lounged in the window of the shop I saw (Y/N) approaching, she has been my favorite customer, I don’t tend to pay much attention to those who walk in the store but this girl is different from the others. While Ruth and (Y/N) spoke I laid there zoned out, it wasn’t till the bell rung again I looked at Ruth, it seemed like (Y/N) left. I hopped off my ledge and walked to the front counter where my master is, I jumped onto the counter with ease and sat down. Ruth gently petted my head and spoke “I’m gonna miss that sweet girl but at last a deal is a deal” she sighed out. Every customer that walks into this store will meet their death at the hands of the walking tree, for it is their fate. I let out a yawn and laid down, I closed my eyes to take a nap as Ruth went about dusting the shop.

Third person POV + a 2 day time skip