I've been playing around with this character and decided to keep him for the shits n giggles.
heres info on him:
name - GreaserMan
D.O.B: probably was born in the 50s
Height - Shorter than the common slenderman, makes up for it in his pompadour.
gender - Male
species - Slenderman
personality - Quiet, prefers to be unknown, has a little of a short temper, is not afraid to stomp a mudhole in your ass. curses like a sailor, dirty minded.
Likes - motorcycles, his leather coat, his hair, food, drinking, smoking, gambling, punching the teeth out of a loud mouth.
dislikes - being attacked, people messing with his bike " DeathScream ", Women trying to get close and personal with his rather secretive life, Grinner.
Doesn't seem strong by eye glace but has been known to break a human's neck with one hand. Tentacles tend to stay inside, only come out when he needs an extra hand in something. His Hair is tough as nails due to the hair gel he uses to
One Little Flower - Prt 1"What's the harm in one little flower?"One Little Flower - Prt 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The charming voice still rang in her head. How could she have been so blind? Completely unaware of the hidden lust laced in between each word he said. Looking back it had been so obvious. Yet he had lulled her into a false sense of security so fast, she barely had time to comprehend anything. What's the harm in one little flower? She was facing it right now.
The night air was considerably colder than it had been that morning or that whole day really. A young woman, perhaps the oldest of twenty, clutched the light black coat to her body. It was a futile attempt to keep herself warm. Needless to say, it didn't help much. She took long strides, wandering down the unusually empty main streets. She had considered taking the back streets, it would save her time. The less she was in this cold air, the better.
As she glanced down an upcoming alley way, she bit her lip. This young female had always been rather paranoid. People had poked fun of her, sayi
Trender ManTrender Man1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
My brothers laugh at me and call me Trender. So what? They falsely believe that my greatest interest is fashion; in fact it is human social behavior that arouses my curiosity. Following trends is just the easiest way to be accepted in human society.
A major issue is my poor eyesight in daylight, when the objects of my observation are most active. I'm not particularly concerned about how I can see with no apparent visual organs, but humans consider these organs the key part of one's face. To conceal the lack of them I wear mirror glasses. That, and because people with poor eyesight tend to wear this stylish accessory.
I hardly consume food at all, for it makes my body grow, and I don't want it to outgrow the regular size of men’s wear. Even though I'm perfectly able to adjust my proportions a little so that a piece of clothing I particularly like would fit just right, I prefer to do it the human way: by sewing. Any misuse of supernatural powers makes my gadgets glitch. I refrain f
JeffxFangirl 3Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What's going on up here?" my mom asks.
"I was on Youtube," I lie smoothly. "But I'm going to bed now. G'night."
And with that she leaves. Man, that was a close one. At least Jeff remembered to close my
The next day is Saturday, so there's no school for me. I decide to clear my mind by taking
a walk in the park close to my house because my mother is being mean to me again today. She
even punched me once, claiming I was being rude. It left me with a black eye. (abusive
mother IT HAD TO HAPPEN PEOPLE!)
As I walk, I begin to notice the trees rustling beside me slightly. I quickly dismiss it
as a small animal in the bushes.
But, as soon as I do, a white hand comes out and yanks me through the bushes and past
the trees into the woods. Jeff pulls me close to him.
He takes both of my hands and puts them in his grip, trapping me there. I squirm to no
"Your name," Jeff demands. "What's your name?"
JeffxFangirl 2Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's you!" I say loudly, half scared, half excited. It's Jeff from the story! His ghastly
white face, those huge unblinking eyes, the unnaturally long smile... so gory, so creepy, so
"Don't kill me Jeff," I screech when I spot the knife in his hand. He begins to walk
"I'm not going to, I promise," he assures, sitting on the edge of my bed. He stares at me
for a few moments, and I swear I caught the slightest hint of him blushing. I just pray I'm
not blushing back.
"You know who I am?" he quietly asks. I nod slowly in reply.
I hear my mother's angry footsteps trudge up the stairs.
"It's my mom!" I whisper to him harshly. But, before I could look back, the window was
shut and Jeff was gone.
Jeff's Point of View
I quickly put the ladder back and dash into the woods. Why didn't I kill her? What
Soon enough I arrive to the little house I own de
JeffxFangirl 1Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Another day wasted," I mutter, my *insert hair color* hair hanging down in my face.
I was stuck in detention until 5 pm at school because I haven't turned in any of work. Not
like I give a dang anyway.
I reach the door to my house and pull out the spare key under the mat. For some odd
reason, I felt like I was being watched. 'It's just my tiredness getting the best of me' I
My mother literally bombards me as soon as I step through the door.
"*insert your name*, where were you?!" she angrily questions.
I sigh and mutter, "Detention."
Her face became as red as a cherry. "You're too worried about that darn Creepypasta
crap to do your work! And believe me, you are NOT talented at drawing them, so give up
*insert your name*! Now go do your dishes!"
"Screw it Mom," the words came out before I could stop them. "I'm tired." And without
another word f
JeffxFangirl 6Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke up later, tired and sore. I'm still holding Jeff's hand, who still sits beside me.
"Time to go, sleepy-head," he says calmly.
The nurse eventually comes, removes the IV from my arm, and gives me my clothes to change
back into. I put back on my *&insert favorite color* shirt and black skinny jeans.
As Jeff walks me out of the hospital, I ask, "What about my mom? Where will we go next?"
"You aren't going home," he says, grabbing my hand unexpectedly. "I see how you are being
abused. You're coming with me."
I decide not to object. After all, I'm tired of being hit and slapped by my mom. Maybe
going with Jeff is the best thing for me. Maybe.
He silently leads me, hand in hand, deep into the woods. It's getting dark, and I'm
still weak. I don't think I can go on.
"Jeff," I say quietly. "Will you carry me?"
Jeff's Point of View
I don't answer, I just pick her up. I cradle her like a baby, and as we are walking, she
JeffxFangirl 7Your Point of ViewJeffxFangirl 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He's been gone for what, three or four hours? In the meantime, I have rested and eat. But,
I can't help but wonder if he's killing.
Suddenly he casually opens the door and steps in, a few spots of blood on his hoodie.
"You were killing, weren't you?" I confront him instantly.
"It's a feeling-" Jeff tries to explain, but I cut him off.
"Don't kill. Not while you're with me. Ever."
Anger flushes over his face. "Don't talk to me like that, little girl." That hurt. More
than any kind of physical pain my mother could cause.
He storms to his room and slams the door shut, leaving me alone in the living room.
Before I realize it, I'm crying. My body is violently shaking from the sobbing. I run out
the door and onto the porch and shed heavy tears. Eventually, I cry myself to sleep.
Jeff's Point of View
I wake up the next day with guilt coursing through my veins. I wish I had never yelled
at *insert your name*.
Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights Chapter 2 Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights And Maybe Something More? Chapter 2Germany x Male!Reader: Movie Nights Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-Time Skip to Next Week-
Tonight was [Male Name]’s turn to host the movie night for the two close friends. He’d cleaned the house, picked out a movie, and was now currently making popcorn as he waited for his crush to arrive. ‘I hope he likes the movie I picked…’ mused the [h/c] haired male. The microwave beeped signaling that the popcorn was done and [Male Name] took the bag of popcorn out, opened it, and poured it into the huge bowl he and Ludwig would be sharing. He then got the drinks out for the night setting them on the tray with the bowl of popcorn and just as he set the tray down on the cherry wood coffee table the doorbell rang. “Coming!” called [Male Name] as he practically ran to the door and opened it, revealing the German male on the other side. “Welcome