The Person I Reblogged This From Deserves To Be Happy

Imagine

Slender Brothers protecting you from Slashers.

Offender sits up in your bed, your head and a pillow on his lap as you slowly relax into slumber. He promises you won't get any nasty surprises. You won't dream at all. He'll be right there, inside your head all night- and he'll beat the crap out of any nightmares that try to creep under your covers. Just close your eyes, cupcake, I got ya covered.

Jason might be undead, but there's not much he can do buried 15 feet under ground. Slender always has been and always will be the king of the forest, and while you're under his protection no harm will come to you- much less from a mommas boy toting an independent brain the size of a peanut. Now go get rid of those Blair Witch wannabes like I told you 10 minutes ago. I'm not going to do everything around here Y/N.

Splendor loves all sorts of creatures, from all walks of life all over the world. Two legs, four legs, wheels, fishtails... He just believes that- Everything and everyone born here, belongs here. ... But he does struggle with that unnatural little cabbage patch kid Chucky. Such rotten evil hidden away inside misleading, innocent packaging- and worse, trying to hurt you? He doesn't mind isolating Chucky on a little row boat in the middle of the ocean as a time out for a while- for your peace of mind.

No fashion challenged freak of nature is going to scare you out of town, much less hurt you- not with Trender on the watch. When Michael inevidably sneaks into your apartment Halloween night, he's there waiting to swiftly remove an important beating organ and stash it away in a nearby jack-o-lantern. In the morning he has breakfast for you and cautions to darling, dont look in that one pumpkin for now.

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨

Hi can i perhaps Rpg that with you?

Open RP

Thrax sits outside his house, watching the snow fall. There was still a lot to do, halloween, finishing construction, the Rite of Reversal, hopefully.. His eyes glaze over in thought as he sits there, so much that he doesn’t notice someone approaching him. 

Can relate to that!

@slashingdisneypasta

People with "weird" or obscure f/os are the best actually

The Horned King from the Black Cauldron

Literally all the Disney Villains have kink inducing voices. I dare you to find me one I don’t like. 

Once upon a time there was a young adult.

She was innocent and felt really lonely.

Then one day she found a friend which she really liked talking to.

She often felt empty inside and was afraid of people leaving her cause she was often turned down or being hated a lot.

Her friend used to always supported her and stay by her side through her attacks and she felt better as well as safe.

Then one day her best friend simply left her-no talking-no messages.

She was very worried. What if she was murdered or kidnapped?

A year of loneliness and fear passed-so many tears had been spilled since that day when her friend suddenly returned to her. She was so happy feeling whole again and glad that her friend was okay. She tried to hide her attacks but couldnt. They grew worse through that year when her friend wasnt there.

On an unfaithful day her friend blocked her again telling her that she couldnt keep talking to her cause of her own mental health.

The girl felt heartbroken, full of fear and guilt that she had caused it. She promised her to not leave her alone again but she did.

She was mad at all she just felt empty again.

Your asking how the girl is doing today?

She prays that her friend will come back every single night but her accident and the 2 deaths of her relatives at the same time are pushing her down and shes getting more and more insane. She thinks that she might has the Borderline-Personality Disorder and wants to do therapy.

The future is unknown

How i know the sad girl so well?

The girl is ME

I snuggle with a big unicorn which is almost as big ase and I'm 18. Ma mother bought me that and then I sleep with two smaller unicorns in my bed too

If you're fifteen or older an still sleep with a stuffed animal please reblog this.

My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.