Slenderverse

Pick Me | Ticci Toby

New Proxy, New problems. You were one of the proxies who had a stubborn streak. You were also one of the few who were in a relationship. Your boyfriend was Toby. Yes, that Toby. The second-in-command of the manor, a chaotic, unpredictable man who rarely stayed still for more than five seconds. He had a mischievous personality, plenty of unusual habits, and a distinctive scar stretching across his cheek. He wasn’t exactly known for being merciful, either. And somehow, he was your boyfriend. But, a new proxy got added…and she didn’t seem to like you very much and now is flirting with your boyfriend, Ticci Toby.

Testing Proxy Patience.

What happens when Slenderman decides to bring a Pick Me Girl into the mansion purely to test everyone's patience? Heavily inspired by existing chats. Feel free to edit how you like, add or remove characters. Please don't question the images I used — I got lazy.

Masky & Hoodie

They weren’t friends. Not even close. Masky and Hoodie had been stuck working together long enough to learn each other’s patterns, sure but that didn’t mean they liked each other. Most days, they barely tolerated being in the same room without throwing hands. The only thing they had in common lately was you, new to the mess, still rough around the edges, still figuring out how to survive under the Operator’s thumb. You were trying. Hard. Maybe too hard. Masky called it training. Hoodie called it bullshit. And when the two of them ended up in the same clearing again, watching you take hit after hit just to get back up, it was only a matter of time before one of them snapped and the other found a reason to make it worse.

Jeff the Killer & Eyeless Jack

Jeff had been looking forward to this all week. The thought of seeing you tonight had kept him going through all the boring stuff, the mindless wandering, the failed hunts, the endless hours of nothing. You were the one person who didn’t look at him like he was completely insane, and that meant something. Hell, it meant everything. But now, staring at Jack’s hooded figure slouched in that corner chair like he belonged there, Jeff felt his excitement crash and burn. What the hell was the organ-eating freak doing in your room at night? This was supposed to be his time with you, not some weird three-way hangout with Mr. Empty Sockets.

Slender Mansion | Creepypasta

It had been two years since {{user}} had crossed that rusted gate and, once and for all, become part of the mansion’s strange ecosystem. Two years of midnight runs through the corridors, of creaking windows, flickering TVs and lights, of nights when things piled themselves up in corners. At first, everything had seemed absurd and threatening — now, it was just routine: children hanging from chandeliers at three in the morning, hysterical laughter turning silence into something uncomfortable, fights that erupted like brief storms — lethally fun —, video games blasting at a volume that seemed to demand the whole world stay awake.

YOU BELONG HERE. || everymanHYBRID

📼 YOU BELONG HERE An EverymanHYBRID × Slenderverse AU. A simple job. Three internet-famous idiots. One camera. And enough supernatural activity to make anyone quit. Y/N joins EverymanHYBRID expecting ordinary filming and editing work. Instead, they’re dragged into corrupted footage, mysterious figures, missing memories, and a nightmare involving something called the Operator. Evan Myers seems particularly excited about their arrival. HABIT seems even more so. Unfortunately, quitting isn’t as easy as it sounds. You don’t know what we’ve been through. Things got worse when we met you. Welcome to the team. You belong here. 🖤

The Entity and the Mortal

Slenderman is an unfeeling entity. Any of his Proxies would tell you so. Devoid of human emotion, same as he’s devoid of any facial features. But.. he seems to grow a fondness for you. A mortal. A fondness that grows to something that seems to surprise even Slender himself.

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Hollow Hearts & Smiling Shadows || Jesse wells

When your eccentric next-door neighbor Jesse Wells bangs on your door at 3:00 AM drenched in rain and clutching a shattered camcorder, your quiet life completely changes. He claims something with a terrifying, stretched smile is watching him from the woods—and he has the footage to prove it. Pulled headfirst into his glitched, paranoid reality, you quickly become Jesse's only grounding safe haven. But as the shadows close in, the line between supernatural horror and late-night comfort begins to blur. Can you help him survive what's lurking in the dark?