hi! it's been. a hot sec since i've written anything here lol. i do apologize for my lack of updates, some personal things irl has kept me busy, and i started to get incredibly anxious just thinking about this blog.
but!! i really do enjoy writing for this fandom. i adore the characters to death. so i don't just wanna quit, y'know? but this blog is so disorganized, and coupled w the weird anxiety, it's difficult for me to continue posting here.
which is why i will be making a new blog!
@uncannydevotion is the new blog, and where i will be posting from now on.
that does not mean the requests sent in here will never get done!! i am going to screenshot all of them. the creepypasta and mh requests will get posted on the new blog, and the slasher nd dbd requests will be posted on @devoted-horror. they will get done in due time, just be patient.
i love you all, and again, i'm sorry for disappearing </3
i've actually been thinking abt writing for creepypasta again but every time i look at this blog i feel like it's such a mess nd so chaotic nd disorganized tht it makes me anxious lol
sorry for the lack of existence life has been busy and motivation to write has been evading me lol. i'll b heading back to my home state in a few days so my like... 3 month long vacation has come to a close. hopefully when i get my hands on my pc i'll be more motivated to write bc fuck do i hate writing on my tablet.
anyways uh. dbd. dracula. twirls hair cutely. ive literally only played one castlevania game in my life nd it was portrait of ruin nd i never even beat it but this man is So Fine ur honor i simply can't stop him from occupying my brain.
everything about him is just. he's such an interesting character to me. he is so tragic in the sense that no matter how many times he loves someone, they're always doomed to die. he can never form any bonds, platonic or romantic, because death follows him like a loyal dog. it's his fault, he supposes. divine punishment for going down the path of revenge. something along those lines, he thinks.
i think liu tries so hard to protect those close to him. i think, even though they always end up dead, he never gets used to it. he feels to much. he never grows numb to the grief. maybe that's why sully is the one to always deal with death, because he knows liu will crumble at the sight of it. sully is the only person he's yet to lose, simply because he can't.
i've conjured up many different scenarios of liu falling in love, only for his lover to inevitably die in his arms. it haunts me like ghost. but there's always one specific one that haunts me the most.
heads up: many mentions of death, major character death, blood, and god.
i think about him meeting someone one day. it wasn't anything romantic or ‘drama’ worthy. hell, it probably wasn't even a meet-cute. realistically, it was probably something as simple as bumping into each other one time and then suddenly that person is like… everywhere you go, yknow?
and meeting you the second time, the third time, the fourth… it all felt natural. it was scary, how easily you wormed your way into his heart but then again, he never built up any walls. he can never stop himself from getting attached. he's only human, after all.
he never intended on becoming friends with you. he had wanted to keep you as a mere acquaintance, but you wanted more. you always asked to hang out with him whenever you saw him, even if it meant sitting in silence as he prayed or read a book. you didn't care, because you already viewed him as your friend.
viewing you as a friend was scary, because he knew the moment he got attached, then he was basically cursing you to die. but then months went by, and you were still here. you didn't vanish. you never got sick, or hit by a car, or murdered in a failed robbery. you were still alive. maybe that's when he started getting more comfortable around you, hesitantly letting himself get attached bit by bit, piece by piece.
death never came for you. you were so… alive. it took his breath away each time he saw you.
you started becoming a constant in his life. the one friend he allowed himself to have. even sully seemed to like you, which was saying a lot. he smiled more when you were around. it felt as if he could actually live a normal life, if he wanted to.
it's a shame that he didn't. maybe things would have turned out different, if he had.
you added color to his world in ways no one ever has before, and it was only a matter of time before he found himself falling in love with you. day by day, every time you came around with that sweet smile of yours, liu could feel himself falling. it was… scary.
would you die if he loved you? you haven't yet, so it would be okay, right? he could love you. he wants to love you. he does love you.
and loving you was as easy as breathing. it was an embarrassed, flustered mess when he told you how he felt about you. the guy wears his heart on his sleeve, so you weren't surprised when he confessed to you. but he was certainly surprised when you reciprocated his feelings.
it was like every day felt brighter with you in his life. he got happy over the smallest things. your smile, your laugh, the way the stars reflect in your eyes, how you light up like the sun whenever you start talking about something you enjoy… liu could spend hours just looking at you. you're like a painting come to life. he thanked god every day for bringing you into his life, because he simply couldn't picture himself living without you anymore.
and sully was just as smitten as liu. you had him wrapped around your finger. he's never had anyone other than liu, so he was fiercely protective of you. he was like a dog, the way he stuck by your side and scared off pretty much anyone he considered to be a threat. but the moment you call his name, he's turning into mush. he looks at you like you're the only other person in the universe. to him, nothing else could ever compare to you. nothing will ever match your beauty. if he could, he would devour you.
for the longest time, liu was terrified of leaving you alone for long periods of time. if he left you alone, you could die. but you always reassured him. no matter what happened, you weren't going to leave him.
“you're stuck with me, liu. even if you grow tired of me, i'll stay by your side.”
he had always been scared of telling you he loved you, but you said it so easily. you two could be sitting in total silence, and you'd suddenly say it. looking at him as if he were the stars and ocean combined, holding his face so gently in your hands, whispering it like a prayer.
sleep was easier with you. he felt safe. he felt like a different person with you. he felt as if he could forget about everything, and that he could just be liu woods.
it would take him forever to tell you about his past. he was worried that you'd want nothing to do with him if you knew. you listened to each word that came out of his mouth the night he told you, his head resting on your lap as you played with his hair. he thought you'd tell him that revenge wasn't going to make things better. he was prepared for it, actually. but instead…
“you won't leave after you kill him, will you?”
liu would have hesitated to answer before he met you. he never saw himself living after killing jeff. it was a bit grim, but that was his reality. but not anymore. not with you.
“i could never leave you. you're stuck with me.”
and that was all you needed to hear.
he was so caught up in his love for you that he forgot. he forgot. and he fucking hates himself for forgetting.
three years. three years into your relationship, almost five into knowing you. he left you alone for the first time. four days. he was gone for four days, and not once did he think anything bad could happen to you.
not once did he ever consider you crossing paths with his brother. he really should've, but he was so… so sure that this time would be different. you were supposed to live. you had so much life in you that liu couldn't even imagine you dying anymore.
you're the only reason he had a phone. you wanted to contact him when he was away, so you had got him one and added him to your plan. and when that phone rang, liu answered it happily with a small smile on his face, excited to hear your voice.
“i love you.”
your voice had been quiet. he could hear the terror in your words, the tears you were no doubt crying. worse, he could hear his brother in the background, mocking you.
“aw, i give you one phone call and you don't think to call the police? god, you're dumb. now your poor lover boy is gonna hear you die.”
and liu has never ran so fast. the panic, the adrenaline, it was the only thing that kept him from blacking out even as his lungs begged him for rest.
but it was too late. jeff was gone by the time he got there, and you were barely clinging to life in the middle of your bedroom floor. your blood pooled around you, staining your clothes. the floor. your skin. your phone.
it was like the world was coming to a quiet end. he held you in his arms, crying tears he couldn't feel.
“are you an angel?” you had playfully asked, your voice quiet. so quiet.
he begged. he begged you to stay alive. he begged god to not take you from him.
“i’m sorry i lied.” you said. “it looks like i won't be able to stay with you anymore.”
your heart was starting to slow. there was so much blood. why was he so cruel with you? what did you do to deserve this?
liu couldn't think of anything to say. he couldn't comfort you. he couldn't beg anymore. it was pointless, it all was.
“i love you.” it was the first time he said it, he realizes. three years of dating you, and he's only saying it now.
and you laughed. it hurt, but you laughed. that was all you needed to hear.
shakily bringing a hand up to his face, looking at him as if he were life itself, “i love you too.” he grabbed your hand before it could fall, your breathing starting to slow.
“i'm cold.”
watching the life leave your eyes was the worst thing to have ever happened to him. when you took your last breath, it was as if liu died with you. the grief he felt was so much that he shut down, sully having to take over.
and when sully saw your lifeless body in his arms, he laughed. this was a joke, right? you were just pretending. you can't be dead. you can't… you can't die. and when he stopped laughing, he cried. sully has never had to grieve someone before.
he cursed god. he cursed jeff. he cursed liu. he cursed himself.
i don't think liu or sully will ever heal from this, honestly. the grief will never go away. if anything, your death solidifies the idea that jeff needed to die.
for the longest time, i think sully would despise you for dying. how could you leave them? you promised you'd stay by their side, and now all they have left of you is a tombstone.
everything reminds them of you. it's like you were still with them, and yet they could never feel you.
how are they supposed to ever get used to never seeing your smile again? they'll never get to hear your voice or your laugh. they'll never feel your skin underneath their hands anymore. it's gone. you're gone.
liu would kill a thousand people if it meant bringing you back to life. sully would tear the heavens down and kill god if it meant you'd breathe again.
and sometimes, on the rare chance that liu is able to sleep, he dreams of you. he always hates waking up from those dreams.
liu will never stop loving you. no matter how much time passes, he always ends the day visiting your tombstone.
i love how my brain just rotates between creepypastas like they're displays of a clothing store like liu and sully r a Constant but then u have the limited time item on display right and today it's toby. so. here r some messy toby thoughts that needed to escape my brain.
i think toby is the type of guy to put on a cool, indifferent front. he acts as if he doesn't care about anyone but himself. it keeps people away from him, which is exactly what he wants. so i just imagine him meeting you, who maybe without even realizing it, somehow slips past the numerous walls he had spent years building up.
it catches him off guard when he finds himself instinctively protecting you, even willing to get himself injured to keep you from getting hurt.
his carefully built mask of indifference always seems to crumble apart whenever you're around, and he's torn because on one hand, he hates being so vulnerable around someone so easily. but on the other, it feels good just... being himself around someone, yknow?
he's not the biggest fan of casual company, preferring to be by himself more often than not, but you're the exception. he's cool with you being around if that's what you want.
and he's really not sure when the friendship he had with you started to become something else. maybe it was the first time he felt comfortable enough to touch you, holding your hand like it was his lifeline. or maybe it was when you covered his hatchets in stupid stickers that you had for one reason or another.
he doesn't know, but he finds that he doesn't mind this change. it was... strange, sure, but he liked strange. he liked you.
will literally die before making the first move btw because he's the type to probably psyche himself out of confronting his feelings for you. you gotta take the lead if you want to officially start dating him.
head in hands i think he's a bit insecure im sorry i just. i imagine him feeling awkward when he isn't covering his mouth because of the scarring. it's not something he's felt insecure about before but now that he's dating you, it's like he's hyperaware of every single flaw he has.
has nightmares of you dying :(
definitely the type to pull flowers out of the ground, roots and all, to give to you. may even offer some cool rocks. or, if he wants to give you something really nice, he's not against robbing a mall or some shit.
since he can't feel pain, he never really reacts or gets worried when he's injured. he can't feel it, and once it's been treated he basically forgets about it. but you always get so worried over him whenever he gets hurt, even placing kisses on his bandaged wounds, claiming it'll help quicken the healing process.
has days where his relationship with you becomes so overwhelming that he avoids you like the plague. always feels guilty but he can't help it, he's never been this close to someone before and it scares him.
if you aren't a proxy, then he absolutely does not want you ever finding out about his 'job', and he certainly doesn't want slender finding out about you.
if you are a proxy, then he accompanies you on your missions more often than not if slender doesn't prevent him from doing so. if you squint and turn your head to the side, it's almost like you're going on a date!
uhm uhm uhm some small nsfw thoughts under the cut
switch toby truther until the day i die!! sometimes he wants you to take control and make him come undone until he can't think anymore, and other times he wants you on your knees begging him to fuck you until you pass out. depends on the weather.
it takes him a long long long time for him to feel comfortable enough to perform any sexual acts with you. he's a raging virgin okay the guy hasn't even watched porn before and sex is a really intimate thing and that makes it a little off-putting sometimes.
definitely a sub the first few times you guys have sex. he's more comfortable when you take the lead. but when you convince him to dom you for the first time, it is like a life changing experience. something about having you a crying mess underneath him, begging for him to fill you up does smth to him idk. he likes it. switch toby 🔛🔝
praises you like you were an angel sent from the heavens. he praises you until his words become a jumbled mess of 'so goods' and 'love you so much's
could literally never degrade you ever im sorry if you're into that but he literally can't be mean to you. you're so sweet to him why would he ever want to say mean things to you?? you deserve to be treated like royalty??
marks you up literally each time you guys have sex lol. bite marks all over your body that it's literally impossible to hide all of them. he acts all embarrassed after the fact, muttering an apology but he loves seeing his marks on you.
i think he'd cry if you kissed literally any of his scars btw because it's like... woah. woah, you love him. you love him. probably comes undone just from that little act of intimacy alone tbh.
fucks you like it's the last time he'll ever be able to. because to him, that's always a possibility. it scares him to death, thinking about how one day he or you could die. he needs you to feel how much he loves you whenever you two have sex. he needs you to know.
i think he likes to watch you masturbate.
still discovering his kinks for sure but the dude 100% has a voice kink i can't explain it but your voice just does something to him man. especially if you're whispering praises in his ear, calling him a good boy and telling him how much you love him.
always puts your pleasure before his. he wants you to have an orgasm at least three times before he has his first one for sure.
he is just so!! in love with you!! you are the love of his life!! he needs you like he needs air!!
any creepypasta characters you want (including Jeff the killer & Homicidal Liu pls 🙏)
finding their soulmate: creepypasta edition.
notes: crying i miss my colored text :( i got another two soulmate posts coming ur way soon guys bc that's in high demand it seems so!! also im on my tablet writing all of this and tumblr mobile sucks so if there's any mistakes blame them not me. anyways send requests for things if u want. love u all !
includes: jeff the killer, homicidal liu, eyeless jack, nina the killer, the bloody painter, and ticci toby.
warnings: not proofread and written while i was super tired so, yandere content, mdni, inconsistent length, reader injury in jeff and toby's parts, stalking, mild poly content in liu's part bc he and sully r a package deal here, kidnapping, breaking and entering, murder, this is all actually pretty tame, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, overprotective behavior. i think that's all??
JEFF THE KILLER — didn't have a soulmate. He didn't have any soulmark, there was no name on his wrist or a string around his finger. The universe had destined him to be alone, it seems. When he was younger, this had been crushing. Why did his brother get to have a soulmate but he didn't? What was so different about him that he didn't deserve a destined love?
Though, after he became the man he is today, Jeff found that he didn't care about soulmates. He probably would've killed his soulmate, if he had one. If anything, he found himself developing a burning hatred at the very concept of soulmates.
Everyone had always played it out to be something wonderful, something people were lucky to have. But he's seen otherwise. He's killed soulmates who have turned on each other just to try and save their own life. It's all a bunch of romanticized bullshit.
And he thinks you're a dumbass for believing that your soulmate would be a good person. Jeff doesn't understand why he hasn't killed you yet, you're just some nobody that he for some reason enjoyed the company of. Maybe it's because you never try changing him. Or maybe it's boredom, who knows.
But he hates when you talk about your soulmate that you've yet to meet. You speak as if you're already in love, and it leaves this suffocating feeling in his chest each time. It didn't feel like anger or annoyance, but he was too prideful to label it as jealousy. Why would he be jealous?
Why do you want to meet your soulmate so badly anyway? You have him. He may not be your soulmate, but does it really matter? You better really hope this man never realizes he's in love with you because you're actually fucked if he does, like…
The moment he comes to terms with his feelings for you, you're never meeting your soulmate. He's crossing out their name on your wrist with his knife and replacing it with his own. You wanted to meet your soulmate so badly, so there. Now he's your soulmate. His name is forever carved on your skin, after all.
He may even force you to carve your name into his arm as well to further solidify the whole ‘soulmate’ thing you so desperately craved. You're stuck with him now, like it or not. No amount of screaming and crying will change what's happened.
Jeff doesn't understand why you're so upset. You wanted this. You were practically begging him for it, always telling him your dream life with the one you're destined with. Seriously, you should've expected this from him.
But it's okay, he'll be the soulmate that you've always wanted.
He'll stay by your side. He'll kill anyone who dares to even think about you. You said so yourself, you don't need anyone so long as you have your soulmate.
Really, he's just giving you what you want. Though he won't lie, he can't help but feel a sick and twisted pleasure at having you depend on him. He likes having you around, even if it's with your mouth taped shut to keep you quiet.
Maybe this soulmate thing isn't as bad as he thought it was.
HOMICIDAL LIU — had always dreamed of meeting his soulmate when he was younger. Something about soulmates always fascinated him, and he absolutely loved hearing stories of soulmates meeting and falling in love.
He learned from a pretty young age that whoever his soulmate was, he shared scars with them. This was something he discovered when he felt a stinging sensation on his arm one day and he could see the scar manifest on his skin. He had been so fascinated by it, and even excitedly showed it off to his parents and Jeff as if it were some sort of reward.
Though, after nearly dying at the hand of his little brother, Liu had become… terrified at the thought of meeting his soulmate. He knew that you shared his scars now. You probably got weird looks from people on the street because of them, right?
And it must've been a horrific experience, waking up in the middle of the night to blinding pain all over your face and neck and arms, unable to stop the scars from forming, not knowing what was happening. You probably hated him. He wouldn't blame you if he did.
But when Liu met you, there was no way he'd be able to let you go. At first, he had just seen you in passing, He knew you were his soulmate the moment he laid eyes on you because you weren't even trying to hide the scars you had. You wore them proudly. He had followed you home that night, just to make sure you were safe.
He felt bad about it, but he couldn't help but come back the next day. His mother must be yelling at him from her grave, scolding him for stalking his soulmate instead of just talking to them like a normal person. A simple mistake on his end (aka Sully literally forced the man in front of you) led to the two of you actually meeting.
You had been so concerned, asking him if he were okay. It had been years since he sustained these injuries, but you still asked. You had always wanted to ask, ever since that night. Your pain was dull in comparison to what he must've gone through, and Liu nearly cried experiencing your kindness because he simply did not deserve it.
Liu tries really hard to have a normal relationship with you, he really does, but he's so utterly paranoid about your safety almost constantly when he's away from you. It makes him sick to his stomach imagining the danger you could potentially find yourself in without him around to keep you safe.
It didn't help that Sully only amplified these thoughts and good lord, how would you react to meeting Sully? Liu had always been very careful making sure that he never fronted when you were around, but Sully was starting to become ansty, eager to meet you.
When Liu wasn't hunting Jeff, he was with you. Sometimes you knew, but most of the time, you didn't. Stalking you was second nature at this point, and he doubts it's something he'll ever stop doing. Besides, it's not like he's hurting anyone by stalking the person he loves. Is it completely wrong and a violation of privacy and respect? Yes. Does he feel guilty? Absolutely. Will he stop? No chance. This is for your safety, after all.
Sully thinks he's a fucking fool behaving this way all for one person just because you're his soulmate (which he also thinks is dumb, by the way.) but then he actually meets you for the first time. You had immediately clocked in on the fact that he wasn't Liu, even though Sully prides himself on mimicking the man fairly well. Looks like you have two soulmates now! Yay!
Unfortunately for you, Sully is a lot more direct than Liu. Liu keeps his possessive thoughts to himself whilst Sully makes it very clear that you belonged to them. Liu's affection was hesitant, scared that he may hurt you if he's too eager. Sully's affection was almost suffocating, the way he'd cling to you and refuse to let go.
And if you ever decide that being with them is too much, trust me when I say they will go to great lengths to keep you with them. Liu isn't above locking you away somewhere if it means keeping you safe, and Sully won't hesitate to kill someone just to keep you in check.
Liu just wants to keep you safe. You can't protect yourself, so let him do it for you.
EYELESS JACK — was confused by the blackened, withered string connected to his pinkie. He knew what soulmates were, though he's not sure why the remnant of one was still tied to him. After his… changes… he shouldn't have a soulmate at all, not even the remnants of one.
Even the smallest string around his finger meant the bond was still there. It made no sense, it defied nature itself just by existing. He didn't understand, but he couldn't deny that he was curious. Whoever was on the other side of this string was destined to be with him, how could he not be curious?
It took time, but Jack had plenty to spare. He followed the string as best he could. The poor thing was so fragile, the smallest tug could tear the bond apart. He's not sure what he'll do when he finds the one he has a fragile bond with, to be honest. Soulmates aren't really… useful, to him. His only driving force is survival. Food. Nothing else is important.
Yet this was, oddly enough. There was just something deep inside of him telling him that he needed to find his soulmate.
And when he found the end of his string, it was connected to you. Now, Jack has no memory of who he was before becoming a flesh-eating demon. He was human once, he thinks, so maybe that's why there's something so familiar about you. A long forgotten part of himself was craving you.
And you? You were utterly horrified to find someone that resembles your missing best friend in your home one night. This was Jack, and yet… he wasn't. You didn't know this man. You didn't want to know this man. But he didn't care. Jack was dead set on having you.
He wouldn't leave you alone. He showed up every single night just to watch you. It was unnerving. To you, it felt like he was waiting for the right time to strike. You were waiting for him to kill you, to devour your soul or whatever.
To him, he was protecting you.
You were his mate. That's what he recognized you as. And as your mate, it was his duty to protect you. He didn't see his behavior as odd. To him, he was just providing for you. He saw no harm in breaking into your home every night to make sure you were safe.
Jack may not understand fully why he's attached to you like this, but he can make an educated guess. It's clear that you knew him. Or, you did, at least. You look at him as if you're looking at a ghost. Clearly, you were someone he's always been attached to. Though, it seems his demonic traits have amplified that attachment.
He won't hesitate to hunt you down if you try running away.
There's nowhere you can go where he won't find you. He'll follow you to the ends of the earth, if he must.
Jack doesn't need you to love him back. Hell, he doesn't need you to like him. He just needs you, in any way he can have you. His entire being aches when he's not with you.
So here you are, stuck with the creature. You're haunted by him, really. And, to be honest, you're not sure if you wanted him to leave.
NINA THE KILLER — wrote literal fanfic on how she wanted her first meeting with her soulmate to go. All she ever wanted was for someone to love her, so when she learned that the inner voice that all of her thoughts was in belonged to her soulmate, she was utterly ecstatic!
This was the only thing in life that mattered to her. Nothing else was important. Everyone in her life thought she was strange, how obsessed she was over someone she hasn't even met.
But if they could hear your voice, they'd understand. Whenever she needed comfort, she would just think random thoughts so she could hear your voice.
And when she finally meets you, it's like something out of a fairytale. To her, at least. She had just broken into your home to kill you, but when you begged for your life, it was like everything clicked.
She looked at you as if you were everything she could ever need, and it made you feel sick to your stomach.
Nina had no plans of letting you go now that she finally had you. One moment, you're in your home, and then the next, you're waking up in a cabin deep in the forest, decorated to seem like a cozy home.
She acted as if she hadn't kidnapped you. In her mind, you two were pretty much married already. You're her soulmate, after all! That's better than marriage in her eyes. And if you don't play along with her, she won't hesitate to remind you just exactly what she could do to you.
Not that she would ever actually hurt you!
No, Nina could never do that. You're the only thing that has kept her sane all these years. Your voice is the only thing that keeps her going these days.
You just gotta understand that Nina can't live without you. She'd never hurt you, but she's not above scaring you into compliance if it means you'll play along with her fantasies.
But if you ignore the fact that she kidnapped you and is holding you hostage in a cabin so deep in the woods that your chance of escape is slim to none, she's actually probably the best soulmate you could ever ask for. When you actually play along with her, that is.
She doesn't force too much affection on you. If she wants to cuddle you, she will, like it or not. But she never takes it any further than that. She respects your boundaries in her own sick and twisted way.
There's no escaping her love now that she finally has you. She'll drown you in it until it's all you'll want.
THE BLOODY PAINTER — had no real interest in meeting his soulmate, even if it meant his world lacked color. The lack of color in his world didn't deter from his passion for art, and he didn't need to see color to create a masterpiece. If anything, the black and white world he lived in seemed to fit him perfectly.
Sure, he had a few passing thoughts on what his soulmate might be like, but it's nothing he ever really entertained. And if he ever met his soulmate, he sincerely doubts he'd want any real connection with them. Rather, he doubts they'd want anything to with him.
So imagine his surprise when he bumps into you one day and color suddenly bursts into his world. It's dizzying, for the both of you, but all Helen can focus on is the red you were wearing.
Red is a beautiful color on you.
It's an awkward start to your relationship, mostly because it was so sudden. Neither of you really knew what to do, and in the beginning, it honestly seemed as if you two just weren't meant to be. But somehow, it seemed to work out.
Helen really didn't want you finding out about his whole serial killer thing. He wanted a normal relationship with you. Something that would separate him from the whole ‘Bloody Painter’ title the media had given him.
He could spend hours just drawing you. You invade his every thought most days, and he can draw you from memory. He has numerous sketchbooks just filled to the brim with drawings of you. And almost all of them feature the color red in some way.
Art was his main way of expressing his love to you. His expression was always apathetic and his words never felt like enough to him, so what better way to show his love than by painting you masterpieces? Almost every piece of art he made these days were dedicated to you. Even his murders.
It was only a matter of time before you learned about his side hobby, unfortunately. You were smart, something he loved very dearly about you. He's not sure when you started to suspect him of being a killer, but he knew you were starting to become wary of him. Whenever the news talked about a recent murder, he could always feel the way your gaze drifted over to him, even if for a moment.
To be honest, he didn't see any reason to confirm nor deny your suspensions. He was curious to see whether you'd stay with him or if you'd try to leave the longer you suspected him. Not that he'd let you, of course. Helen couldn't lose you, you were his muse. If he lost you, how could he ever create art?
Helen would only do something if you tried telling someone about your suspicions. Maybe your friend or family member was a detective, but whoever you try telling is going to end up a bloodied corpse in front of you, your boyfriend standing over their corpse with a look of mild disgust.
Their blood smearing onto your skin when Helen gently cups your cheeks, telling you how careless you had been, how you left him with no choice but to kill that person. You were freaked out by the entire situation, but Helen wouldn't let you go.
Red truly is a beautiful color on you.
TICCI TOBY — genuinely had no idea he had a soulmate, simply because he couldn't feel pain. Truth be told, he didn't even know what soulmates were until he was already a proxy. Kate had been kind enough to explain it to him, when he questioned the mark on her neck.
It was a concept that he found interesting because the idea of meeting someone who would finally understand him was too good to pass up. At the same time, he couldn't help but think it to be bullshit. Toby had always been disillusioned to love, even if he couldn't quite remember why. It just seemed too good to be true.
He wasn't even sure if he had a soulmate, truth be told. He didn't have any marks on him as far as he could tell, and there were no words or names or anything like that. He just assumed he was one of the rare few that didn't have a soulmate.
But then he met you.
You, the newest proxy. Fresh meat, dazed and confused and in need of training. He was like you once, years ago. He trained himself, too stubborn to listen to anyone else. Because of that, Slender always made him train any new proxy it brought. It annoyed him beyond belief, but he didn't have much of a choice.
There was something strange about you. He's not quite sure what it was, but he found it strangely difficult to look away from you for too long. There was just… something drawing him to you. He only understood why when he cut himself on his hand when he retrieved one of his hatchets he had you throwing.
You had gasped. It was a pained one, so of course he had to check you for injuries. When he found the cut on your hand, you had pointed out the fact that he had a similar one on his own. It was… weird, truthfully. And maybe he was being dumb, or whatever, but Toby couldn't help but wonder if… were you his soulmate?
The very thought was enough to drag his hatchet across his arm, watching as the very same cut he had given himself tore into your skin as well. It had left him speechless, to say the least. He felt conflicted in so many ways, and to be honest, he avoided you in the beginning. He had nobody for the longest time, and now he suddenly has a soulmate? It was just a bit much for him, and he needed the space.
But trust that once he's accepted that he has someone in his life now, you're stuck with him. Toby isn't a physical person, so you don't have to worry about him actually sticking to you, but he always seems to be keeping an eye on you. For Toby, he's always been hyper aware of his surroundings because if he's not, he could get hurt without realizing it and then bleed out and die, so sad. But now he has to make sure you don't get hurt as well, already becoming increasingly protective over you.
Any missions tasked to you, Toby will always join you. Doesn't matter how simple the mission is, or if you or Slender try to argue with him, he's going.
He's so protective over you that it borders on possessive. He hates when you get close to anyone, and the moment you leave his line of sight, he's hunting you down. Friend or foe, Toby doesn't want you near them. You have to understand that everyone has bad intentions. Hell, Toby himself acknowledges his behavior to be bad as well, he's well aware of that fact. But to him, it's for your own good. You can trust him, but you can't trust anyone else.
And there's literally no chance that you'll be able to leave him if you tried. As a proxy of Slenderman, you're stuck with him. Slender doesn't care about your comfort, it only cares about you completing the missions it gives to you. Sure, it finds Toby's behavior strange and mildly annoying, but it's not causing you any physical harm, so it simply doesn't care.
But Toby would never, under any circumstances, hurt you. That's something he will vehemently refuse to do no matter what, so you could use that against him if need be.
hi i made a bloody painter bot again. based on leave a light on by belinda carlisle. also more loyal to his story than the other bots of him ive made. also loosely based on the one-shot ive been slowly writing for him lol anyways !!
hi im presently in an entirely different state rn on a mini vacation or sorts so here r some bots ive recently made to tide u all over in my absence!! idk how good they are. if u use them, i hope u enjoy!! it'll porbs mostly b creepypastas but i might toss in a few slashers nd dbd characters. mayb.
yandere ticci toby bot [requested] - general tw includes stalking and near murder
canon-compliant nurse ann bot? idk she doesn't really have a story rlly so. vaguely. - general tw includes off-screen murder of user, off-screen body dismemberment, and idk... zombies?? whatever u wanna consider nurse ann to be.
fake dating stu macher - no real tw. technically pre-canon, i guess?? vaguely?? idk stu and tatum aren't dating here that's it. coded so user doesn't know tht stu is yknow... ghostface...
canon-compliant homicidal liu bot [poll winner] - tw includes self-harm in the sense that liu doesn't care and sometimes will willingly let himself get hurt even if he can prevent it, but i think it's fairly vague?? it's more so implied than anything else.
pre-canon trickster bot - tw includes non-descriptive murder and like... yandere behavior bc jiwoon can't have a healthy relationship to save his life
sally bot - no tw. honestly just pretty light-hearted and silly in comparison to every other bot here lol. become a paternal figure of the poltergeist haunting your home today! at the cost of absolutely nobody wanting to spend the night at your house!
bo sinclair bot based on r.i.p. by 3oh!3 - mentions of very very vague murder i think. idk im not a fan of this one, bo is one of those characters thts just So so complex it's hard to capture him in bot format.
i was in the middle of making a nina bot, so maybe i'll try finishing it in my spare time while im here. but yeah!! posting this from my tablet, fingers crossed it doesn't fuck anything up teehee
hi i just had the worst breakdown of my life so here are my top 5 creepypastas based on how good they'd be at comforting you.
at number 5 we have the bloody painter. he's a very good listener and offers some fairly good advice (only if you're okay with him being Very blunt lol), but he's not an emotionally expressive person and is stoic more often than not so it really looks like he doesn't care about your problems. he does, trust me he does.
coming in at number 4 we have toby. he's had his fair share of breakdowns, and whilst he may not be able to offer physical or verbal comfort if that's something that helps you, he is a very good listener and is willing to sit there with you while you cry and vent your heart out.
at number 3 we have eyeless jack. he's great at listening, gives some solid advice without coming off as rude. not the best at physical comfort but will spare an awkward hug or two if it'll help. his comfort feels more clinical at times though, to be honest. he does his best though so.
number 2 is homicidal liu. the type to stop everything he's doing if you even remotely seem sad. tries to keep you distracted from whatever is making you feel bad for as long as possible, but sticks by your side as you cry and vent to him about whatever or whoever is stressing you out. will probably tear up a little while you cry idk he hates seeing you sad. will get you water after you've calmed down, plus a lil snack if you want one. great listener. prefers offering physical comfort over verbal. he's not good with his words but he gives some pretty damn good hugs.
and coming in at number 1, the best to comfort you, is nina the killer. honestly she seems like the type to know you're about to break down before you even break down?? great listener, gives the Best advice, and will hug you or hold your hand until you feel better. you're stuck with her the rest of the day btw even after you've calmed down. she's gonna put on a movie, make some popcorn, and you two are going to gossip. it'll turn into a sleepover, and in the morning she'll make you breakfast and you're gonna have a lil spa day. literally nothing is more important to her than making sure you're feeling better.
doing a good job multitasking today i think im like. working on a bot, w like three others planned, working on cross-posting the scenarios book to wattpad bc why not, working on one of my wips here and listening to music.
i get on quotev bc i was gonna work on the creepypasta bf scenarios thingie right (shocking i know. it's been 10 months.) and my god. my god what happened to the site. it feels so cold. isolated. lonely. like a deserted town. where Is everybody why are they removing the feature to message ppl what is Happening
