If I See One More Post Shitting On Realistic Creepypasta Writers Im Gonna Go Nuts. Literally Why Is This

If I see one more post shitting on realistic Creepypasta writers Im gonna go nuts. Literally why is this a thing. Why do yall always gotta be ebeefing about something. Mf this is CREEPYPASTA. CALM DOWN ‼️‼️‼️

If someone wants to write a literal serial killer being a mentally fucked piece of shit (cuz in reality, serial killers are in fact horrible people), then let them? Why do we need to go around shitting on people who enjoy the same things as you? If they’re happy, let them be happy.

I don’t like posting about discourse but my feed is full of “grr realistic writers bad grrr 😠” posts and its dumb as shit

Oooo next pyroverse chapter tomorrow oooooo…. Whos going to be introduced?

I dont like this one very much, I had so many things I wanted to add but I didnt want his intro to be super long. Anyways enjoy regardless :] Chapter 2 is a go

FOREST FIRE .

CW: Abuse, violence

Tobias Rogers was not a good person by any means. A problem child from birth, he would prove to be too much for his mother, Connie Rogers, to handle. She never knew what to do with him. On the other hand, his father, Dan Rogers, was only fuel for the forest fire the boy would become.

For years Toby and his elder sister, Lyra, would fall victim to brutality and instability at the hands of their father who would begin to lose himself to alcohol. The violence that the boy witnessed enveloped his developing brain as he only began to do what he saw, oftentimes throwing aggressive temper tantrums. These fits would cause a tense relationship between him and his sister in their early childhood.

With Lyra being the eldest, Connie had far more expectations for her daughter unlike with her son. This led to Lyra growing out of her conduct issues, and Toby growing into them. While his sister matured and became a decent girl with friends and good grades, Toby would on the other hand fall victim to his fathers image. With his father being a strict man who desired complete control over his family, Toby and Dan often clashed. And the two men had bullets in their teeth, creating a battlefield of a home. The dignity being brutally stripped from Toby only led to him attempting to compensate.

He would repeatedly be pulled out of public school due to continuous fights with the other kids, who would ruthlessly bully the boy due to his strange tics and demeanour. Being unsocialized and isolated, Toby found himself intruding on others boundaries, or rather not having a care for them in the first place. He did and said whatever he wanted, if anybody tried to tell him what to do, they would immediately be struck down. Nobody but himself was in control of his life, and in his life he was in power.

Toby was a callous, vulgar, and loud-mouthed boy who had a sadistic streak. He never fit in anywhere, his wild eyes and unkempt appearance made him stick out like a sore, eerie thumb. The other kids his age would pick up that he wasn’t quite like them, he was antisocial and strange. He had a dark sense of humour and would make morbid jokes, even laughing at others pain. And his macabre fascination with death and destruction was the cherry on top for Toby’s bad reputation.

Obnoxious as he was, Toby had a way of making his way in the world. The boy was crafty and eccentric, blazing through life and leaving behind nothing but char everywhere that he went. The fire within him would carry on throughout his life, never expiring, even when he was brought to his knees.

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i absolutely NEED more tall clockwork and short toby ticciwork stuff from u, please please PLEASEEE ‼️🙏

Anon I’m here for u finally. Hockey player toby figure skater Natalie.

PV!Nina intro just dropped

THE DAMNED .

CW: Gore/death, CSA, animal abuse, general dark themes. Dead Dove.

Nina Ramirez was a bizarre girl. At 9 years old she witnessed her father, Hector Ramirez, be shot to death by Phoenix PD. She’s hated authority ever since. The sole inheritance that Hector left his daughter was a cruel exposure to death that began to feel nearly paternal for the young girl.

As she grew up, the vision of her dear old dad collapsing to the ground with his brains splattered on the floor followed her around like a rabid dog. It nipped and bit at her until she was nothing but scar. She lived her teenage years missing a layer of emotional skin and every small touch felt like catastrophe.

A gaping hole in her chest formed, and it had teeth that bit hard. These feral teeth would snap words of war at Ninas mother. The two never got along, they were far too similar for that. Nina was always a daddy’s girl.

She found refuge in internet sites such as MySpace and online forums, giving herself off to older men for any ounce of attention that she lacked at home. She was first introduced to the world of true crime through a forum discussing a young girl named Sally Williams in the 60s who was raped and murdered by her own uncle. It wasn’t long after which that she began falling into a morbid trap of manic obsession with all things dark.

Nina would skip class to smoke and webcam with strangers online, doing things such as watching people self-harm, hurt animals, and humiliate themselves on camera. Often she found herself researching different serial killers for hours on end. The lonely girl was consumed by the desire to be loved, wanted, needed. She spent her teenage years trying so desperately to feed that hole in her chest and never had anyone to guide her. Nina grew up to be an attention-seeker with very a questionable moral compass.

On April 7th, 2003, Nina joined a forum where people were discussing a possible new serial killer in Phoenix, Arizona. The city where she lived. For a moment, as she read through the official police report, Nina felt electricity shoot through her body. This was love. This was love.

Soon her time was dedicated to researching the strange man who had taken the life of a girl named Millie Houghton, and she was Ninas age. She must be his type. And being his type was all that mattered. Her mother would often argue with her about this dark fascination, but Nina was enveloped in the fantasy of being this killers one true love, his exception. She could pull him from the dark, and he could save her.

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I’ll be putting up posts that help you, the viewer, uncover and explore the world and story. Keep your eyes peeled for future posts cuz theres a lot to discover about the Pyroverse ;3