How the creeps would react to you calling their full name.
Characters: Tim Wright, Brian Thomas, Jeff, Toby.
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Part 2 will have Jane, Nina, EJ, Evan, clockwork.
Tim:
He was sitting in the living room with Brian and Jay, doing god knows what when you walk in with faux angry expression.
“Timothy Wright. Get over here, RIGHT now.”
He freezes, his eyes trailing over to where you’re at in the doorway before he turns his head. Brian snickers while taking a sip of his beer before he gets up and walks out of the room.
Jay sits there with a very surprised reaction before getting up and following Brian out, suddenly very curious o bout what’s going on outside.
Tim gets up, and walks over to you, still seeing that you’re standing there. Honestly very afraid of how to respond.😭
When he gets within arm reach of you, you just say. “I love you.” With the sweetest voice and that alone had his shoulders dropping slightly.
“Lord have mercy, sweetheart.” He breathes out, an exasperated expression appearing on his face.
Brian:
He’s leaning on his truck with Tim smoking a cigarette, talking about something, you don’t hear.
You come out of the cabin (I’m gonna assume you’re a proxy too btw), “Brian. Thomas.” You say in a stern voice, though it’s wavered just a bit due to you almost laughing at his face.
His hand freezes where it’s at next to his mouth, cigarette already forgotten in his hand.
He looks over in your direction, ignoring the way Tim whistles, walking away and leaving you two to it.
He thinks he’s actually done something, his brain tailgating everything he’s done in the past few days.
youve got him backtracking 😭
when you say something like, “I miss you,” - “I love you.” — SOMETHING THATS NOT FULL NAME WORTHY.
you’ve given this man a heart attack 😭 good job😂
Jeff:
he was probably cleaning his knives, or arranging them neatly (despite how cluttered his room is) when you shout: “JEFFERY ALAN WOODS.”
His whole body jerks—lidless Eyes wide, knife held in a tight grip.
his heart did parkour😭
The sound of you walking in hits his ears.
this man has been through a whole fucking lot—you might’ve hit a ptsd nerve in his body😭
The realization hits.
You yelled his full name.😭💔
In the exact tone that parents use right before someone gets grounded for life.
“…What the hell did I do?” He thinks. (Kinda like Brian but like.. 😭more scared??)
retracing his actions or whatever 😭
He tries not to show it but rn it’s obvious how he feels
it makes you feel bad, so you drop your faux stern expression🥹
If you keep a straight face, he starts cataloguing the last 48 hours like a criminal reviewing evidence:
Did I leave a corpse? Did I forget a date? Did I insult their favorite hoodie? OH GOD DID I EAT THEIR LEFTOVERS—
When he realizes you did it just to mess with him?
He gets dangerously quiet. A slow grin spreads across his face.
“...Cute. Real fucking cute. You almost gave me a heart attack, babe.”
best believe he’s gonna get you back later😭
Toby:
Don’t do this to him..😭🙏🏼
He FLINCHES so hard he drops whatever’s in his hands.
(If it’s his hatchets—RIP the floor.)
He’s either just mind his own business or something. Like, in his own little wonderland for a bit when you yell
“TOBIAS. ERIN. ROGERS!”
“Wha— huh?? I— what??”
Did someone narc on me? What’d I do? Was I even doing anything??
His tics spike for a second from the sheer jump-scare energy you gave him. Like, if he could feel pain, his neck would for sure be hurting 😭
Looking at your “I’m-so-disappointed-in-you” face?
He immediately folds.
“I—I swear I didn’t do anything! I mean probably? I don’t—
Can you PLEASE tell me why you sa-said my name like that?!”
The moment he realizes you did it just to mess with him, his whole body just… deflates.
“Oh my god. Dude. Fu—W-WHY would you do that to me?”
But now it’s WAR.😭🙏🏼
If you try doing it again, he fucking remembers. Like Jeff- it kinda gave him ptsd
(kind of like those videos on TikTok where some one says an object and throws it at the person and over time they become afraid of that word and like ducks😭)
“Nope. Uh-uh. We’re not doing this. I didn’t do it.”
A Creepypasta fanfic series about you, the reader, who works at a diner and encounters all kinds of strange characters during your graveyard shift. Will you make friends? Or discover something sinister in the process? Who knows! You sure don’t.
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