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Creepypasta Revival Project

Calling all creepypasta fans! Old and new, our fandom and community is dying! But there's still so much we can do to rebuild it. Although all good things can come to an end, there's always a chance to give it a second chance in life. So I'm proposing that those whom are interested message me and we could start what I'm calling Creepypasta: The New Generation. Anyone and everyone can participate, no matter what your skill set is any type of help is appreciated! Even if it's merely getting involved in conversations and giving support. Whether your someone who loves the found family trope of creepypasta, whether you love the gore and violence of it, whether you make the creepypasta characters into uwu smol beans, if you do creepypasta roleplay no matter where you stand your useful towards knocking this plan into action! Because even though this community can have very split opinions everyone is a vital part in it. The main idea is to work together to make new creepypasta characters and assist each other when help is needed, making fanart for each other and posting it online to try and gain traction to these characters! And the biggest thing from this project I wanna work on, is after we have at least five characters created, we can begin work on discussing how to write a story that connects the characters. A plot, story name, story goal, and everything in between will need to be agreed upon. All the writers who wanna write will work together to get pages done! Artists who wanna draw for the story will also work together. There is no person limit to this project if people join we can figure out a way to wiggle their character into the story. Spread the word wherever you can.

Be sure to message me if interested! :3

pride pfps for toby!

masky pride pfps :]

She's 100% a creepypasta fan (No hate)

Ticci Toby x Reader

((I honestly have no idea what this is, I wrote it ages ago and have since been needing to just throw it out there. ))

I lay in bed silently waiting for time to pass while staring aimlessly at my bedroom door. Though my body is tired, my mind isn’t. A continuous buzz of nothingness and yet everything all put together as one.

The light sound of tapping against the glass window draws me out of whatever I was thinking.

Not tonight, I can’t do this right now.

“ (y/n),” a muffled call causes me to stiffen, “open up.”

Not tonight Toby.

I can still feel his hand pressed tightly against my throat while I struggled underneath him. The purple and green markings prove a reminder of how he really is.

“Open up the window, (y/n).” I can feel the hot tears slowly fall, my body slightly shakes as I desperately suppress a sob.

His tone shows annoyance and displeasure as I continue to ignore him.

I’m sorry, I just can’t.

His hand makes sharp contact with my bedroom window, the glass shakes from the force.

My body shudders as all I can hear is now silence, knowing he’s trying to find another area to enter through. I get up slowly trying to be quiet.

He’s coming.

I can hear him now, the sound of the laundry door giving way causes me to grab the pocket flashlight quickly. As silently as I can unlock and open the window.

My bare feet hit the cold cement, the winter truly showing through. I begin to speed walk around the side of my house, silently praying he hasn’t just tricked me into running. If not, I beg he is distracted and hasn’t realised I’ve ran.

My skin ripples with goosebumps as I rush to unlock the side gate, forcing myself out and into the open of the street I run.

My feet burn as I run, the cold and jolted Road provide no comfort for my rushed pace. I can hear him, his movements quick and Predator like.

I choke out a sob as I make a turn down the foot path leading towards the park, praying that I make it there before he can get me.

I know he wants to scream at me, shout my name at the top of his lungs. But he can’t, he knows he can’t.

I know I shouldn’t do this, but I want to try and finish this. I shouldn’t have even let this continue. But I was selfish, we were both selfish.

Im so close, just a little further.

Please. I’m so close.

With every part of me I push through, I can practically feel him on my heel. His heavy steps echoing down the empty streets, I want to scream, I want to shout and yell at the top of my lungs! But I know if I do it will only make it worse, I won’t risk anyone else getting hurt.

As my feet hit the damp grass I feel my body crash with full force. My body held tightly by his as I try to struggle, I’m sorry Toby.

“I quit,” I whisper, defeated.

I can feel his body stiffen over my own. My chest continues to rise and fall erratically. I was surprised he could even hear me. I stop resisting him, my arms falling limp and weighted as I let it all out.

“I cant to this anymore, please!” I sob.

He turns my body over so I face him, pain and anger is all I can see through my own blurred vision.

“Don’t,” He cautioned, “stop talking, please!”

I shake my head as I continue.

“I don’t need you anymore,” I pause taking a deep breath. “You said to me, that if I ever wanted to leave no matter the circumstances I could give you this!” I raise my voice trying to prevent it from cracking.

I try to yank my hand away, to show the small flashlight. A gift he gave me a month after we met. I understand something so small and weird isn’t technically a romantic gesture but I always kept it close and prayed I never had to use it a against him.

His grip tightens on my wrists, as I finally hear it, a loud sob exits from him. The hot tears landing on my bare neck as his body shudders.

“You can’t,” he whispers, “please... don’t leave me.”

“You’ve given me no choice,” I continue on, “you’ve hurt me so many times emotionally and physically. I can only take so much.”

“I know,” he looks at me, this can’t be the eyes of a murderer, his once pale face shows red blotches as he continues to cry. “But I never meant it!”

I shake my head and look away.

“Please let me go.” i softly beg, causing Toby to shake his head is dismay.

“No, I’m not letting you go” he says yanking me into his chest and holding me tight.

I begin to struggle against him, but no avail I am left powerless. I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me. He needed to feel pain, and to extent he did but I am the one let to deal with it all.

Finally got around to designing the worst of Jien, well - one of her shards that is known as Proxy, as she had long discarded her real name in hopes to abandon what "shackles of humanity" she had. She looks uncanny to what Jien looks like, and she uses that to her advantage.

The question of how Proxy became aware of Jien still evades Jien. But perhaps not for long..

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I love that design choice of going for "pure colors and pure looks" for the villain and I just had to put that into Proxy's design. GRRRR (she's absolutely vile though)

In HSR she is most definitely mara struck too, fucking insane in every world though. In Wuwa - man idk how she's alive with how much overclocking she does. Like bro...

Stay tuned for more lore?? slay??

My JTK "loser" doodle has gotten the most notes on any of my posts to date. Y'all really like the murder man, huh?

JK I'm not even upset. I got more of him coming soon ;)

"SOMETHING TOBY" my gf wanted me to draw this after confusing my JTK "loser" doodle for ticci toby. Might not finish this but I might also. I dunno yet.

CREEPYPASTA

Jeff The Killer and Eyeless Jack

(and washi tape 😺)

Supposedly planned to post it on Halloween but didn't finish it right away BUT HERE IT IS LOVE THESE TWO!!

i fucking hate my art style idk bro anyways jane and toby from my au im gonna be writing sooooon

💭 Город Mosk в котором правила proksy Monada на самом деле не имеет ничего общего с нашей Москвой, но почему то безмозглые переводчики сочли это забавным. Рас уж появляются отсылки к второй мировой и СССР то давайте это будет она. Не смотрите сериалы в нашем переводе, смотрите субтитры ⭐

Pov. You're a film student:

TOBY!!!

Just a quick Ticciwork drawing >:D

I know, it's kinda bad but idc

Toby but he kinda looks 30

Creepypasta Oc!

More Oc Art!!

At least they have each other

Ok- but this could be us…

But you say you’re not into it… :(

Don’t be lame, join meeeee!!!