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@dollysdead
Iâve recently starting doing commissions and the second one Iâve gotten to do was already porn Iâm cryingđđ
Hoodie recording while he fucks the absolute living shit out of Masky!!! Getting close to maskys face as he canât think anymore but he gets embarrassed and tries to hide his face, but hoodie just pulls his hair and makes him look at the camera!!! AHHHH!!!!
Toby and the mystery of how he smokes
(Not a ship btw, but if you want it to be you can interpret however youâd like!)
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Nina didnât smoke a lot, quite frankly the taste of nicotine made her want to gag. The only thing she really could smoke with nicotine was the half empty vapes she found in the rooms of her victims or the random teenagers who smoked in the woods.
But she could handle weed, she actually rolled her first joint in these very woods. But now, as she sat across from Toby outsideâŚshe realized the guy had a massive gash in his cheek. Wouldnât smoke justâŚspill out???
Nina had smoked with this guy a dozen times before, but she always sat on the side of him that didnât have the gash. She was in front of him now, she squinted and watched as he rolled a joint on the stone of the fire pit.
Toby: âAwh m-man, this one s-sucks.â
Nina: âitâs whateverâ stop twisting the end, I feel like a horrible teacher when you do that.â
Toby: âb-b-bad habitâ
Nina watched him roll another one, took longer but it eventually made its way in her hand. She lit it on one of the smaller flames, Toby followed and she took her first hit.
Nina watched Toby as he almost brought the joint to his lips, but he paused and looked up. He twitched and she knew it meant slenderman was speaking telepathically or however he does it.
Nina: âslenderman calling you?â
Tony: ây-yeah, itâs late so whatever it is will probably be quick. Iâll be back.â
He walked off, leaving the joint behind and Nina wondering how the hell he smoked. With her eyes following him, he vowed she would pester Toby to smoke with her all week to solve this mystery.
Nina: âdetective Nina on the caseâŚâ she leaned forward, holding her chin like she was thinking. She would actually go out in town to steal buy pre rolls if she needed toâŚ
Masky and hoodie play fighting for fun sometimes till Masky gets turned on by it one day and hoodie FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF HIM!!!! Ok bye.
dolly this might be the most nothing burger ever but in ur rants what tt do u use bcecause ive been looking high and low for it
I think you meant the voice I useđ I use creepy tale on CapCut at 1.7x speed! The voice is premium so what I do is make a separate video with just the voice, screen record it, and import the voice video into my real rant :)
Toby and Nina doing edibles
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Toby, Nina, and Clockwork sit on the floor of the slender mansions living room. A small plastic bag filled with around ten gummies.
Clockwork: âI found them on a guy, Iâm pretty sure theyâre edibles.â
Nina: âholy shit, I havenât done these in a while!â
Nina opens the bag, picking one up and carefully inspecting it. She almost pops it in her mouth before Toby makes her pause.
Toby: âw-wait, how do you k-know thereâs not f-fentanyl in them??â
Nina: âyou canât put fentanyl in edibles, dummyâŚI think.â
Eyeless jack who was a medical student before the incident and is the slender mansion personal doctor.
Clockwork comes into his room, screw driver stabbed into her hand.
Clockwork: âdonât ask.â
EJ: *sigh* âI donât even bother to anymore.â
Jeff comes in complaining his burns hurt after spending a few hours down by the lake near the woods.
Jeff: âOW STOP THAT!!!â
EJ: âAll I did was give you aloe VeraâŚâ
Masky sits on the medical bed, shaking while coughing into his hands.
EJ: âI hate to break it to you but the best I can do right now is give you an ice pack, Iâm all out of medicine.â
Masky: âIM GONNAâ *cough* â HAVE A SEIZURE â *COUGH* â I DONâT WANT A FUCKING ICE PACK.â
EJ: âOkay, what aboutââ
Masky falls to the floor
EJ: âFuck.â
Creepypastas keep coming to my gas station..
Part one: First meeting (Toby)
â Iâd count this more as a draft, testing the waters to see if anyone actually will read this. For now itâs in first person (plus switching perspective), if itâs bothersome to a lot of people then Iâll change it!
â Unfortunately the start is kinda slow-paced, I struggle with doing that for all my writings..im getting better </3 also I havenât written a fanfic in a while so this is a little boring I think..
â This is inspired by âTales of the gas stationâ so donât take it so seriously, itâs meant to have that âI think this is supposed to be funny..â feel. (I promise itâll get better)
The buzz of the noisy A/C was the only thing keeping you awake at this point. Itâs 11:30 and youâre surviving off a few hours of sleep that you managed to catch between your night shift and your unfortunate need to watch TV no matter what. You sigh as you tap the iPad propped up on the counter in front of you, scrolling up to put on a show or literally anything to not let you fall asleep. You manage to find some random YouTube video, put in one earbud to half-listen.
Youâve only as of recent started working here, in this rundown gas station miles away from the town you live in. The woods surround it, the only thing to show that humans come here is of course the big gas station and the road filled with potholes that cut through the woods. Youâre isolated, thereâs no denying that. Itâs scary, but itâs the only place you managed to get a job at as a high school dropout whoâs in desperate need of money to chip in for rent with your roommates.
The last person who worked here was found dead, few yards away from here in the woods. Organs torn out, their kidney missing. The murder made no one want to fill the vacant spot of cashier, but you stupidly did. Now you carry pepper spray, like that will do anything against some crazy murder who literally stole a guys organs. But itâs all you can afford.
Iâd like to imagine with Timâs smoking/coughing in marble hornets that it translates to Masky in Creepypasta, specifically the slender mansion AU.
Clockwork: âHas anyone seen Masky? I fixed his keyboard.â
Toby: âhe mightâve g-gone out al-alreadyââ
VIOLENT COUGHING FROM UPSTAIRS
EJ: âI think he just woke up.â
*five minutes later*
VIOLENT COUGHING FROM UPSTAIRS STILL
Live footage of me blocking out people telling me masky and hoodie arenât technically proxies because Iâd rather choose to ignore it so my AU can thrive!!!
Iâm currently re-watching marble hornets and I donât remember this much coughingđ
I was trying to make a missing poster for my CRP!oc but she just looks like beans from Rangođ
manifesting SO hard to get a boyfriend that acts, thinks, and looks like ticci toby!!!!
Since basically all the Creepypastas are teens/kids, I like to imagine (in a slendermansion AU) that they have their little moments where they act their age.
Someone holds hands, Jeff will either say âouuuuuuâ or âeughhhhhâ really loudly.
Clockwork gets her hands on an older iPhone, finds Snapchat and immediately gets posted up with the dog filter that she immediately deletes.
Jane still writes in her diary, she actually has one of those pens with the big ball of fur at the end.
Toby still flexes in the mirror, he thinks he has a little muscle. One time someone walked in while he was attempting to show off his no where to be seen muscles and got so spooked he punched his mirror. He would much rather someone think him having an episode than catch him doing that.
They might be murders, but theyâre still kids so it excuses every bad thing theyâve done if my calculations are correct.
Creepypasta story but the character isnât some deranged murder but instead a gas station worker that works near the woods where all the Creepypasta characters live at and starts to realize her customers might be a little crazy.
It starts off with Toby, he comes in by himself occasionally to get a snack or drink. Heâs quiet, comes in a little beaten up sometimes but you never say anything. One day you learn his name, you become familiar with the masked face and the twitchy eyes.
Then you start to notice that thereâs been some odd balls who come inâ seemingly normal guy who comes in for cigarettes but his friend who waits outside creeps you out with the mask where you canât see his face at all. At first you thought you were getting robbedâŚseemingly normal guy comes in first then creepy robber waits outside once the first guys done casing the place. But youâve never been robbed.
Then a girl comes in, covers one of her eyes with her hair and you donât question the stitches on her cheeks. You compliment her jacket, she gives you a small nod and she comes in more often to buy an energy drink every other week.
Thereâs been a few murders in the woods you live by, freaks you out like hell. You carry pepper spray and a small gun in your bag. You donât think too much about the weird people who come in being connected to the murders till they get more bold.
Guy with his mouth cut open, you think itâs a cosplay. Girl with her mouth cut open, itâs part of her alternative style and fake. Short guy with blood leaking from his eyes, what the fuck. Creepy clown, you should quit. More and more and more come in till you almost quit.
One day you see Toby, in the woods dragging a body as you walk to your car. You pause in fear, he notices you and you both just kinda stare.
âI wonât tell anyone!â You blert out, you donât have time to get involved in all this. Next thing you know tons of Creepypastas come into your gas station and you kinda just have to live with the fact that youâre connected to dozens of dozens of murders. But itâs okay, they never hurt you. At least not yet.
(Sorry if this is Ooc Iâm a little rusty with all my creepypasta stuff, I promise I was super into this stuff at its peakâšď¸)