The Wires Got the Best Of Them

Creepypasta content related/headcanons/Aus and opinions/ canon divergent blog // Mun 18+ // OC and Crossover friendly // follows back from happypanda101

[killerlittlerejects]

If he said help me kill the president I'd say he needs medicine Sick of screaming let us in The wires got the best of him All that he invested in goes

Straight to hell

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[connectionterminated13]

Good news everybody he's dead now.

[killerlittlerejects]

I’m late but YAYYYY

[killerlittlerejects]

Haven’t checked in on the fandom in a hot minute, admittedly, but I like seeing that people are trying to do more with Mary rather than just keep her as Jane’s sweet nice wife.

Especially the route of Mary being just as “bad” as Jane, that’s an interesting one 👀

Cause like, she knows what’s going on (as implied in Richardson’s lore), maybe she helps Jane out with her work sometimes.

[killerlittlerejects]

Just realized how much Hanging Out To Dry by Florence Road fits the Kats And Killers AU and now I’m not okay.

[wonderful-rp-resources]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

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Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

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Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

Eating habits and sample daily menu

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Makeup?

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Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

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What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

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Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

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[zombicyde]

Your name is NINA NASTY and you’ve have just created the most ATROCIOUS fandom crossing of two of the most GOD AWFUL medias to have EVER brace the internet.

You’ve managed to, by yourself, come up with an odd phenomenon called….creepstuck. It isn’t exactly pastas gone creepy, nor is it a bunch of kids stuck at home. It’s a DISASTROUS combination of BOTH!

You’re being met with an INCOMPLETE hierarchy of TROLLING SPAGHETTI. This is only the beginning—so meet the low bloods;

JEFFTHEKILLER NURSEANN LOSTSILVER BEN

Where will you go from here?

> get informed : eventually . . .

credit me for the usage of these sprites / my crp x hs au please :o)

[monsterbitexs]

Okay, I think I'm ready to officially start working on profiles again. So--

Who Would You Like To See Next?

Natalya (younger Clockwork/Natalie)

Tobias (younger Toby)

Benjamin (younger Ben)

Nicolina (one of the younger versions of Nina)

Diana (younger version of Judge Angels/Dina)

Voting ended onMay 20

[skullbowz]

hi I am not the type of person to harass people / I haven’t gotten into internet drama or beef in like over a year ish and I don’t really plan on to but as much as this isn’t a big deal , it also irked me that a grown person , of 25 years , on the internet , commented rather aggressively under my post on hahadit not once but TWICE.

When I called them out and told them to ask for proof instead of accusing some 16 yr old on the internet for being a liar , they just straight up blocked me and made a vague post about me 😭

Again I don’t do internet drama anymore but if you’re almost closer to 30 than not , highly immature on the internet , contradict your own dislikes / dni , and avoid accountability , I’m gonna say shit . 😭

I’m not even mad or upset or whatever this alllll could’ve been cleared up if she apologized for being rude and didn’t vague post about me nor my friends who defended me in her comments (who she also blocked , and made a wholeeee nother post about)

You clearly do support predators if u support someone like hahadit! Anyways! Stip posting about me and my friends and stop being a weird avoidant harasser on the internet 😊 it’s embarrassing that a teen on the internet has to tell you to GROW UP and BE NORMAL. Enjoy your fetish gooner game n stuff, whatever helps u sleep at night boo! 💋

[skullbowz]

I geniunely do not like the mfs who are like! Oh! I know hahadit is problematic and idc!! I’m still gonna play her game!! Or think that separating the media from the creator applies here.

You cannot separate media and its creator if their fetishizes and freakiness rubs off on the game 😊 Not to mention hahadit deliberately has made fun of people for doing that bc there is no way to pirate a FREE. GAME. The more clicks and plays that shit gets , the more it gets bumped , promoted , and popularized.

Yall are genuinely disgusting for encouraging a creator who’s actively and openly into incest , cp , pedophilia , and so much more just because they have a “good game” 😭.

Also last thing 2 note … hahadit actively allowed a minor to participate in a NSFW event and PROMOTED their nsfw . So no. You can’t just say it’s all just “fictional” ( <- just bc something is fiction doesn’t mean it’s immoral , disgusting , or illegal. Aka profiction) bc this mf has ENDANGERED A CHILD BEFORE!! And also has harassed and spread mis-info on other creators out of nothing short but malice 🤔

Antwahs. Writing this out before I go to bed . Please be mindful of who you’re supporting ! There are other Creepypasta dating sims and games out there , don’t settle on bullshit 😁

[thatpinkpandabear]

The Youngest Daughter

"The youngest daughter lost her way..." - Youngest Daughter by Superheaven Older!Lazari and Younger!Lazari

Artwork used by Chibiworks //HEADER NOT FOR REUSE!// Summary: Instead of being woken up by Jack, Lazari is awoken by someone more welcome, yet also more dreaded.  So sorry for the wait! Last week ended up being more busy then I thought it would be. I'm not completely pleased with how this oneshot turned out, but I hope you guys like it And apologies for mistakes, it was late when I finished this. Warnings: Mentions of past child abuse and suicide, parentified older sibling, threats of child murder, Slender being Slender. Lore is slightly jumbled. This is an AU where older Lazari and younger Lazari are sisters. Older Laz is twelve, younger Laz is eight and goes by Zaria (means “blooming flower” in Arabic). This takes place during page 193-194 of I Eat Pasta For Breakfast.  

Flesh. Warm, soft. Grabbing. Suffocating. It was like a burn against her own. Hot and painful, yet goosebumps spiraled up her arm as if the skin was cold, cracking ice. The ringing in her ears deafened with a blaring POP as her eyes snapped out open. Ruby orbs were panicked and unseeing as her body lurched upward, a hiss tearing from her throat. The sound was sharp and loud, taking herself off guard and making her flinch. However, that wasn’t the sound that made her stiffen.    No, it was the high-pitched scream.    The movement that came from the lower right side of her still unfocused vision.     The thud of something hitting the floor. The tiny “Oof!”    Lazari’s head snapped to the side.     She was immediately met a mass of auburn sprawled all over the floor. Small hands stuck up over the top as red eyes like her own stared up at her, wide and surprised.     Lazari’s breath hitched.    “Shoot, Zaria--” her hands came down quick, but gentle. Hunching over slightly to reach her sister, carefully grabbing her by the waist and hoisting her onto the couch. Zaria immediately settled in her lap, completely forgetting about the earlier interaction.   “Lazzy! Mr. Slendyman said you were sleeping because you were REALLY tired! I was scared you wouldn’t wake up!” Zaria would exclaim, her hands reaching forward to bunch into the fabric of the greenish blue shirt she’d been changed into while she was unconscious. Lazari hid a wince as her sister shifted her weight forward in her lap. Looking over her with a serious expression, as if she was her own personal doctor. Seeing the expression on her face allowed Lazari to release a huffy breath of amusement, carefully trying to find her words.    “Well, uh... I just—things kind of got—” Zaria already had one of her sleeves tugged up before she could properly think up a child-friendly explanation. Eyes go wide as they land on the dark colored blotches that covered her forearm. The eight-year-old made a loud, overdramatic gasp.     “LAZZY! Your arm! It's all purple! What happened? Do I need to kiss it better? I can kiss it better!” Her little hands took one of her sister’s bigger ones, pulling it up toward her face like it would give her a better look. Lazari scrambled internally.    “No! No, Zari...” The words came out quick at first, then she forced her tone to gentle, to slow down. Her lips tugged up warily as she attempted to look reassuring. “It’s fine. It just hurts a little bit.”    Zaria didn’t look very convinced. Her tiny brows furrowed, her bottom lip puffing out slightly.     “Do I need to go Mr. Slendy? I can go get him!” Zaria chirped, starting to get up. And panic ignited in Lazari’s chest as if a match had set her heart a flame.    “NO!”     The shout tore from her throat. Loud, fierce. More of a demand than a plea. The sound startled Zaria, the little girl flinching. Her shoulders hunched, curling inwards on herself, her small hands still holding hers. Lazari inwardly recoiled at the sight of it. She hated the fear she saw in Zaria’s eyes for a fraction of a moment. Hated how innocent and naive she looked. But they had both been naive, hadn’t they? Blindly so.    She could still hear Slender’s voice, hear how cold and certain it was as he talked to Masky.     “Then we enact Proxy Law twelve... and we kill her.” 

That should have been it. It could have been the worst part. Should have. But then Masky had to continue. Lazari could still hear the hesitance in his voice. The way his next question was almost whispered, like he had already known that he was not going to like the answer.    “And the younger one, sir? What if... what do we do if she starts having the same problem?”    Slender had stayed silent for a long, tense moment. And then he sighed. A sound that had sent a chill down her spine, even now when she remembered the sound of it.     “Her hunger has not been activated yet. So, there is a chance that we can quell it. But if not... then she must suffer the same fate.”    A lump formed in her throat as she recalled the words. Her fingers twitched before she quickly balled both hands into fists, gripping onto the blanket, attempting to use it as some sort of leverage to compose herself.     “N-No... no. He’s busy right now. I don’t want to bother him.” There was a slight quiver in her voice as she carefully said the words.     Zaria stared up at her. Lazari could see the confusion, the worry swirling in her eyes, and it only made her feel worse. She flinched slightly when she felt her sister’s small hands tighten around her own.     “Lazzy... why are you shaking?”    Lazari swallowed hard. Doing her best to keep her voice steady this time.     “I’m just cold, that’s all.”     Zaria seemed to instantly perk up at that.    “Here! I’ll help you be warmer!”    She dove under the blanket like a fish plopping back into a pound, squirming and nearly kicking Lazari in the face with one of her feet. The movement actually made Lazari laugh, finding herself being able to relax just a little    “Thank you.”    “Lazzy... you’ll never leave, right? Not like Mama did... you’ll stay with me forever, right?” 

Lazari’s breath hitched, the feeling of that bright red, innocent orbs watching her making her feel as though she’d been tied down. Because then and there, she realized something. 

Something that she should have realized a long time ago. 

Something that made her feel as though she'd been punched in the chest. 

Zaria had always looked to her. 

Not their mother. Never their mother. Now that she really thought about it, she could not remember a single moment where Loretta Swann was ever a source of comfort for her younger sister. She recalls fuzzy memories of a baby Zaria wailing loudly. How their mother’s brows furrowed, how her lip trembled as every rock, every song, every attempt she made failed. How her face went expressionless when Zaria would reach for her when she saw her. How her crying quieted as soon as she was in her arms, her little body stopping it’s squirming.     How her mother’s stare made her stomach feel as if it had dropped to the floor, even then. A cold look of resentment. Of hatred. As if she was somehow doing this on purpose. As if she was purposefully turning Zaria against her. That’s what she’d say when they were in the basement. When Lazari was ‘having her soul cleansed.’ Glass jabbing into her back, her mother’s shouting drowning out her cries.     She’d thankfully never touched Zaria with her rituals. She wouldn’t get the chance to.     Zaria hadn’t even cried when their mother had died. Not as her body swung from the tree. She’d just looked up at her, at Lazari, with big glossy eyes and asked her if this meant they didn’t have to go back home. 

Lazari swallowed hard once more. But this time, her hands were steady. Gently pulling Zaria closer to her, holding her, her chest aching as she felt Zaria snuggle into her immediately.     “No.” She would say voice barely above a whisper as her fingers glided through Zaria’s silk smooth locks. “Never. Not a chance.”    Never a chance. There would never be one.   She would make sure of that. No matter what the cost is.

[killerlittlerejects]

I might get crucified for even asking this, but I have been thinking about it since I have seen at least a few people bring it up.

Do you guys think that Jane would be considered a better written character, or even a better character all together, if she wasn’t so directly connected to Jeff/wasn’t connected to Jeff at all?

I love Jane with all my heart, but I personally struggle to write my interpretations of her at times because we were never really given anything else about her besides “oh I want to kill Jeff SO bad,” so I’m at times stuck on how to portray her and am worried about accidentally placing her in the bad stereotypes the fandom gave her.

[bowsandgutts]

🎀NINA THE KILLER ~~ NINA HOPKINS🎀

Aesthetic board Written by Courtney Love Created by alegotic-tweleve!

[thatpinkpandabear]

LAUGHING JILL HEADCANONS

Art work used by @/quitebashfulexe //HEADER NOT FOR REUSE!// I am so sorry the oneshot has not dropped yet. I have been stuck on the ending for a good while. I am currently trying to finish it up for this week. Take these headcanons of our lovely clown wife as an apology. !!This is MY personal interpretation of Laughing Jill! Please respect that!!

Warnings: neglect of mental health/mental wellbeing and mentions of child death/child murder.

🍭 It is believed that Jill had been created during the Autumn 🍭 She was created to be a partner and companion for Laughing Jack, her male counterpart

🍭 It was love at first sight! Jack was so sweet, and Jill thought his smile was adorable

🍭 Before she lost her colors, Jill's hair was purple and her eyes were green, and she had a frilly dress of rainbow! 🍭 Everything was great until Jack was sent off to be a Christmas present for Isaac Grossman, and then she never saw him again

🍭 To raise her spirits, Jill was made to make her official debut during the 1920s 🍭 Jill did her best to be the greatest best friend a child could ever have, and it seemed to be working, but then things just seemed to keep going wrong

🍭 Whether they have to move, they are scared of her, or something happens to them, Jill just felt like she was cursed

🍭 Little did she know at the time that this would be because of the corruption of Laughing Jack, the clown-turning serial killer after being influenced by Issac’s changed personality 🍭 Jill eventually was given another companion to try and raise her spirits, Jaziel Cat

🍭 She truly did treasure her new friend, he just couldn’t take away the pain she felt

🍭 Gradually, she noticed her colors fading. 🍭 She begged and pleaded for it to be fixed, but every attempt seemed to failed.

🍭 Instead of giving Jill the proper help needed, her creators would keep sending her out to be the friend of the children, believing that one day something would lift her spirits and she just “get over it"

🍭 This would eventually lead to Jill killing her final child in the early 2000s-- bratty, snobby, spoiled child who forced her to do bad things

🍭Horrified by what she’s done, she gives up, finally allowing her color to drain

🍭Cast out from what she had once called home because of what she had done, Jill’s resentment for everyone festered into a loathing for children.

🍭 She changes up her wardrobe with the times to try and forget her past

🍭 Eventually, when she meets Jack again... she's terrified 🍭 What the hell had happened to the sweet clown she had found herself falling in love with oh so quickly?

🍭 She resents him for “doing this to her” once she realizes that his change caused some of her problems

🍭 Therefore, she constantly feels like she has to prove that she’s better than him, not wanting to admit that he hurt her or that she still has feelings for him

🍭 This eventually leads to her realizing she doesn’t take any pleasure in killing children and instead focuses her murder abusive parents; the true problem 

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I never see a lot of Jill content, so I hope this helps fed the clown lady lovers! Please please PLEASE feel free to request stuff for her!

[killerlittlerejects]

I did headcanons for the clown wife!! 🤍🖤🍭

[killerlittlerejects]

Guys guys what if I made Nina The Killer fangirls based off Jeff The Killer fangirl ocs/characters? What would you do hm? Hm?

[blood00nmyhanxs]

"There's blood on my hands like the blood in you." - The Used // Art credit @/antler grave/smeshnyy/Limmy.Sky

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[killerlittlerejects]

Tryna RP the creeps on tumblr again! Please feel free to check it out if you are interested!

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[killerlittlerejects]

JeffWork version of my TicciNina edit hehe

Ended up using of a slowed version of the song to test things out and I liked it.

Artwork is by spookyratart!