creepynyah:

Creepypasta imagine

Braiding their hair:

Jeff the killer:

Pulling jeff’s hair back as he tried to run you wrapped your legs around his waist as he sat cross legged on the bed, “Jeff stop moving or I’ll cut it off” You grunted out while trying to harness your braiding skills. You could hear him roll his eyes so you tugged a little harshly on his black locks for good measure, “Ow! You’re trying to pull my hair out! Right- that’s it in leaving!” He exclaimed while leaning forward promptly. Growling angrily you went forward with him since you were attached to his hips, “Get back here shit head” You grumbled annoyed at his futile attempt at escape. He let out an annoyed sigh but let you continue your braiding.

Eyeless jack:

Draping yourself over jacks back you nestled your chin into his warm shoulder as a smirk held firm on your face, “Can I braid your hair?” You questioned while absorbing his toasty back heat seeping out from under his hoodie. His blue mask slowly turned to face your mischievous face then pressed into your nose to leave a small boop, “No because last time I ended up with French plaits for a week” He scolded from underneath his mask making the tone muffled. Pressing your curled lips into the back of his ear you chuckled shallowly at the memory of you accidentally sticking his locks together, “Well it’s not my fault toby plotted the glue there” You snickered as you held a lock of his hair between your two fingers and subconsciously started to braid it.

Hoodie:

Creeping up from behind hoodie you flicked his hood down so the back of his balaclava was exposed, masky and toby were in the kitchen with you so you couldn’t tear his mask off and braid his whole hair in a stylish design. Perking up suddenly at the brialliant idea, you pushed a little bit of his cloth up to expose the sensitive hairs at the back of his head then started to brush them gently. When you had finished you peered at his red indents from the side looking for any signs of discomfort, he didn’t show any signs of distress- If anything he started to lean into your touch when you softly interlinked his locks together. However he did lunge at toby when he asked if you could braid his hair, it took you and masky to hold him back.

Masky:

Shuffling on top of masky as you layed on his back as he probably slept (it’s too dark to see) you got comfortable on your stomach which encouraged you to stretch your arms out and bury your fingers in his surprisingly silky hair, your head perked up immediately at the feeling of his hair inbetween your fingers so- being the great partner you were- you decided to start braiding his hair in random places where mini plaits could actually fit. However as soon as your fingertips caressed his side burns he flipped his head around 360 to bore his black pits into your eyes, amused at his reaction a smirk curled onto your lips since you had already succeeded in braiding his hair throughly.

Ticci toby:

Lightly brushing your fingertips along his Adams apple you leaned into his ear probably with an aura of annoyance, “Toby, I just spent half an hour brushing the knots out of your hair, so- I think I get to braid your hair” You explained as calm as you could just as his hands were gripping onto the side of the chair ready to leave. He huffed then grumbled something incoherent underneath his breath but allowed you to hastily run your fingers through his locks, he knew he would be here a while so he sunk into the chair and signed as your fingers worked wonders in his scalp. Continuing to gently tug on his locks you smirked wickedly, “Calm down toby I’m only braiding your hair” You grinned as his eyes flew open.

This is a visual representation of you touching masky’s sideburns. ^

creepynyah:

Creepypasta headcanon

Leaving a mark on the creepypastas:

Jeff the killer:

-His skin is pale but rough like leather so it’s difficult trying to leave marks on his neck but if you have your heart set on it you can manage to leave at least a small hickey on his shoulder but unfortunately he can cover it up easily with his hoodie

-It’ll probaly be easier to try and stab him to leave a mark but I wouldn’t risk it because you’ll be getting a stab back, he doesn’t mind you (not stabbing him) leaving a mark because he forgets their there and they’re covered up so you can be pleased with your cute mark and he won’t be teased by the other creepypastas for having a hickey it’s a win-win

Eyeless jack:

-His skin is rough but soft just along the top bit of his collar bone so that’s a good place to leave marks if you want to and he’s cool with it, he doesn’t mind it if you want to bite him to leave bigger marks than just sucking on his skin but his skin is a grayish darkish colour so it’s difficult to actually see them with his hoodie over them as well

-If any creepypasta does see the marks you’ve left on him no one says anything because no one wants to die, simple as that. But let’s just say that jeff’s having a bad day so he let’s his mouth slip that he knows about them; everyone holds their breath and waits to watch as jack rips jeff apart but surprisingly it doesn’t come, he’s actually fine with people seeing them because it just means that they can see your marks. No biggie

Hoodie:

-Leaving a mark on hoodie is basically impossible because he wants to leave marks on you so you’ll have a better chance of marking brian instead, if you do attempt to sneak your mouth on hoodie he’ll push you back down roughly then go back to marking you instead

-Obviously hoodie has a reputation to uphold so he can’t be seen with hickeys and love bites littering his neck and any other visible part of skin, so if you do mark brian, hoodie prefers you to just leave them where no one else can see them like on his chest, other than the whole reputation thing he’s fine with you marking him

Masky:

-Good luck trying to leave a mark on masky and tim because before you even are able to muster up the courage he’s already cottoned on to your intentions, masky will either tackle you to the ground with brute force then mark you instead or he’ll throw a chair at you and run- Tim, on the other hand, will get flustered then excuse himself from your company awkwardly making it obvious

-If the wind is blowing in the right direction so masky’s in a good mood he’ll let you mark him as long as it’s on his chest and not his neck so no one can see them because then he’ll have to kill them because they know too much, you don’t know why but maskys quite fond of having your marks you’ve left on his chest but tim’s just a flustered mess if he sees them

Ticci toby:

-He can’t feel pain so it doesn’t bother him if you want to leave small marks on him or if you want to properly dig your teeth into his flesh to leave bite imprints that’ll last a while, as long as you don’t spook him by the strange feeling of your teeth sinking into him while he’s sleeping then he doesn’t mind when you want to mark him; but he’s not too big on pda (unless it’s possesive) so be cautious if anyone’s around when you want to leave marks on him

-However leave him alone when he’s in an extremely bad mood since he’s not going to want anyone near him when he’s furious due to his mood swings and he sure as hell ain’t gonna want you trying to creep up on him since the tiniest thing could set him off

In jeff’s second paragraph I used the three there’s: there, their and they’re. Pretty darn proud of myself (ﾉ•ヮ•)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

creepynyah:

Creepypasta imagine

When they have to wake you up

Jeff the killer:

Sleeping soundly in your bed you were blissfully unaware of your boyfriend creeping into your room, “Y/N” Jeff cooed mockingly as he climbed onto your bed then loomed over your sleeping form. He raked a pale hand through your hair before leaning his mouth into your ear, “WAKE UP” He shouted loudly making you jolt awake in surprise while your eyes snapped open. Your blurry eyes immediately landed on jeff before you bared your teeth at him then lunged up at his stupid form, his grin widened as you two wrestled on your bed while snarling and trying to aim a hit at each other. When he had your frame pinned underneath his, you managed to throw him off of you then reach for your trusty weapon as you didn’t like being woken up.

Eyeless jack:

You awoke slowly to a strange sensation sticking to your hair and making the pillow beneath your head soggy, cracking open an eye you sighed in a mixture of relief that it wasn’t seedeater and annoyance as jack licked your hair again. Sitting up he moved away unfazed, “Jack how many times have I told you to stop that” You mumbled still half asleep. His dark sockets lingered on your saliva slick hair before focusing on your face, he made no sounds just cocked his head to the side questionably. “There are better ways- and let’s be honest- less creepier ways to wake me up” You scolded as you flicked the sleepy dust out of your eyes then flipped your pillow over deciding to deal with that another day, black goo oozed silently from his sockets before he nuzzled into your neck staining you with the substance.

Hoodie:

Jolting awake suddenly you swear someone brutally hit you with something; quickly sitting up you then peered around your room trying to locate the mysterious object, your dazed eyes eventually landed on hoodie standing right next to you with his hands in his hoodie’s pocket. “Did you just hit me with something?” You questioned feeling confused but surprisingly awake, he mumbled a curt ‘no’ underneath his mask before strolling out of your room without another word. You blinked several times but let it go and made a move to get out of bed as you tugged the warm covers off of you, only then did you notice the pillow laying menacingly on the floor.

Masky:

Masky kept his unwavering gaze at your sleeping body as he gracefully crept forward towards your vulnerable form, he tightly clenched a glass of water in his gloved hand which meant this wasn’t going to end well for him but he was willing to take the risk because waking you up was surprising entertaining. The other creepypastas kept a safe distance away from your room as soon as word got around that masky was waking you up. As soon as he came close enough to your relaxed body, he slowly gripped his fingers around your warm covers then quickly ripped them away from your form and splashed the cold water over your face as a deranged grin spread across his covered face. Snorting awake you accidentally inhaled some water making you hunch over and cough dryly, before he could place a hand on your shoulder a dark look crossed your features as you leaped out of bed and pinned his heavy form to the floor.

Ticci toby:

You slowly came around to the feeling of someone picking you up bridal style from your warm bed then carrying you somewhere. Shifting in protest, you felt the person pause for a couple of seconds until you stilled once again in their arms. They then carried on forwards taking your tired form with them each step of the way, cracking open an eye you furrowed your eyebrows when you peered up at toby’s face focused on the path ahead of him. You stiffened in his hold; you recognised this path well as the path to the bathroom where the cold shower lives and comes in handy when some unlucky person won’t wake up. Flailing around desperately in his arms you swear you heard multiple voices snicker in the bathroom at your distress as toby’s hand reached for the cold water handle on the cursed shower.

I hate being woken up, like, just let me sleep please is that too much to ask?? ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)