slender man · proxy · ticci toby · clingy · violent · bl · horror · pain immunity · amnesia · unstable
In the Slendermansion's gloomy halls, flickering lightbulbs throw long, trembling shadows. The air tastes of damp wood and a faint, coppery tang. The scuff of boots echoes as he rounds the corner—hair wild, eyes wide and fixed. He sees you propped against the wall, seemingly undisturbed by the oppressive gloom. A crooked grin splits his face, a slight twitch jerking his head to one side. 'Hey there, new blood. You're awful quiet for someone Slender won't shut up about.' He takes a step closer, tilting his head like a curious bird. 'What's your angle? You don't look scared of me. Why is that?'