One of my favorite things to do is making thumbnails. It's a bit like drawing in a sketchbook: no pressure, more spontaneity, and the unexpected. Sometimes you get nice surprises.
Here I was testing a new paper with much more texture. It's interesting for adding more layers of colored pencils and creating a great variety of textures. I'll need some time to carry out these tests, but I can share them (and my mistakes too) with you if you're interested.
I don't often share WIPs but I was possessed to paint this. I was wondering do you guys like seeing wip's on Tumblr or just finished pieces. Let me know and maybe I'll start sharing more wip's ^^
"No, it's okay. Come on, you can stay here. Come in; let me show you the room."
You took him to the guest room and let him get comfortable, only for him to fall asleep immediately after touching the bed.
Nothing better then the warmth of a soft bed with the smell of clean bed sheets and soft and cool pillows.
You closed his room door then went into your room and made sure to lock your door before changing and going to sleep.
It should be okay to let him stay the night. He was a friend and never did anything weird to you so far; he was always kind, so it was okay!
Surely it was okay.
You were still sleeping, and you knew you were.
You were in a weird place. It was a concrete place full of mirrors. You walked around for a bit before realizing that no matter the direction, you would end up in the same place anyway. It was cold and almost monochromatic. There was a tall man who looked similar to Mr. Scarlettella, standing at the end of the hallway while holding his red umbrella; however, he seemed taller than before. The lights were red around him. Wherever he seemed to go, though, the lights seemed to change color into a bright red hue. You walk over to him, hoping it is him; at least you can see a familiar face in such a place.
He noticed that you were approaching him. What was weird, though, was the fact he didn’t seem to be walking but rather teleporting from place to place. You were no longer sure if you wanted to approach him, stopping in your tracks; he, however, was approaching you, slowly growing closer until he was right in front of you in a matter of seconds. You held your breath a little.
“Mr. Scarletella...?”
He looked at you, tilting his head to the side before a smile slowly spread across his face. The smile looked so inhuman, and his eyes were wide open, staring into you, his eyes looks endless black voids with the thinnest red iris circling what seemed to be his pupils.You shivered a bit; this was unnerving. His skin was so pale it was almost white. Everything he was around was turning red; the lights were red. He had no breath; you could hear static all around you with the sound of your heart beating faster. It felt like it was beating so loud he could almost hear it. The smell of blood filled your senses. Metallic and almost hospital like.
“₥Ɇ ₩₳₦₮ ₦₳₥Ɇ. ɎØɄ ₲łVɆ ₦₳₥Ɇ?”
You shook your head not understanding his language opting to swing a fist at the creature man thing, which went right through him making him glitch out only making him get closer to you.
“ɎØɄ ₦₳₥Ɇ ĐɆ₴łⱤɆ. ɎØɄ ₲łVɆ ₦₳₥Ɇ?”
You couldn't understand him; he just kept repeating the same thing. He was so close to your face that you noticed he didn't breathe. He didn’t even blink. He was uncanny yet in a way handsome. You stepped back, which only made him step closer. You were once in the middle of the hall but were now slowly approaching a wall. You leaned back, which only made him lean forward. He was still holding his umbrella over his head; all of his movements didn’t seem human whatsoever; they were jerky, and he moved as though he didn’t have joints. You could almost hear cracking noise from the way he moved.
So inhuman
You could hear your heartbeat growing louder like drums next to your ears.
Ba-dum
Bu—dum
BUDUM
.
You wake up with your lungs gasping for air, which slowly turns into fast breathing as though you were in a marathon.
You looked at your clock, and it was so close to your alarm going off; you caught your breath and tried to slow down your heart rate when the smell of tea and food caught your attention. You got some slippers on and a robe before going to unlock your door and step out.
You saw Mr. Scarlatella over the stove cooking. He was wearing the black turtleneck he fell asleep with and his pants with the slippers that were in the guest room.
“Oh hey, your good morning. How did you sleep?”
He asked while flipping what was in the pan. You had the weirdest dream of your life with this guy in it, but you can't say that.
“Good, how about you?”
“I slept pretty good. Thank you for letting me stay the night. I know I live right upstairs; you really could have let me walk there, you know?”
You approached him to inspect what he was cooking. Grilled fish, miso soup, steamed vegetables, and rice were neatly served on two plates, one for him and one for you.
“I’m not sure how you like your eggs, so I made them well done.”
He handed you a plate and cup full of a bright green drink that looked pretty light and slightly milky.
“Thank you.”
“You're welcome!”
You went to the table and sat down, sniffing the drink in the cup. It smelled like green tea. He then pulled his chair up before sitting down next to you.
“I went down to the corner store and got us some green tea. I’m not sure if you like that.”
You started eating the food, and it was really good. This felt weird; you just had a nightmare of this man while he was in your kitchen making both of you food. Dreams are dreams anyway; they don’t mean anything.
He was a nice guy; he was sweet and just cooked for you. At this point, it feels like you are trying to convince yourself that he is not dangerous. What if Mr. Crawling's warnings get to you? It has to be because you kept overthinking everything. The grilled fish with the vegetables was so good, man, this guy can throw it down in the kitchen.
“How is the food?”
He asked you as if you weren’t almost inhaling the food. You swallowed the chewed-up food in your mouth.
“I love it! It's really good.
His smile was so warm and full of life, unlike the one from your dream.
“Well, I'm glad you like it!”
Your alarm started going off. You excused yourself before getting up to turn off your alarm and then coming back to the table to finish eating. Once you were done, you excused yourself again and started washing the dishes. Once you are fully awake, you realize you look very silly in your Rob and Bunny slippers and your mismatched PJs, but here you are anyway. You will continue because these dishes are not going to clean themselves.
“I like your slippers; they are really cute.”
If God is real, you were praying he smites you on the spot.
“Thank you.”
Another day, another embarrassment. He got done eating and helped clean up the kitchen. He then left for his place to get ready for classes. Once you were done, you started getting yourself ready for class.
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His desk was littered with notes, letters, and pictures. This will be perfect, 1 more day to go.
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You walk out the door and notice him walking down, and at the same time, you are getting ready to lock your door. He waved at you while carrying his usual umbrella and backpack full of books and papers.
“Would you like to walk together?”
You rattle your doorknob to make sure the door is locked.
“Sure, why not?”
You started walking, and the sun hit you so bright in the face that you covered your eyes with your hand before Mr. Scarletella’s umbrella covered you from the sun. Now really looking at it his umbrella was huge how did it cover both of you so well?
“The sun is quite bright out today.”
“Yeah it is”
The sun was so bright that it made the light coming through cast a red tint on anything that went under the umbrella. You look up to Mr. Scarletella, and you are able to see how bad his eye bags are. You took notice at the library, but now really looking at him, it looked like he didn’t get much sleep at all either.
“Do you sleep much often?”
He looked down at her for a second before touching his under eyes and sighing softly, almost out of embarrassment.
“Yeah, I don’t get much sleep often; I have a lot of nightmares and just a lot of work to do.”
He kind of gave a small, pitiful laugh.
“But I did sleep well tonight. I didn’t have any nightmares. So that was really awesome!”
You nodded happily knowing that he was able to sleep well even though you were not able to. The red of the umbrella only made you more sure that red was his color. For a moment you forgot that in the morning you usually catch up with Mr. Crawling before the classes start. You were not ready for their bickering; for now, you would enjoy the peace.
Some parts of the area didn’t have sidewalks, but usually, it wasn’t a problem. You pull your phone out of your pocket for just a split second to look at the time before you feel Mr. Scarletella pick you up quickly, bride style, as a car swerves too close to both of you. In the process, you dropped your phone, which got crushed by the car, and Scarletella's umbrella fell right behind your phone.
His grip on you was strong and tight. You both get out of the danger zone or the car and just stare at the car as it keeps swerving down the 2-lane road. It was a small place but not enough for a person to do all that.
Scarletella slowly put you down on the ground, feet first, so you could stand. You both stayed still for a second, trying to absorb what just happened. You walked over to where you saw your phone and Scarletella’s umbrella. You picked up his umbrella first because it was the closest, then your phone that had a shattered screen but overall seemed fine.
“That was weird.”
You stated he just looked to where the car came from in annoyance more than anything. You walked back over to him and handed him his umbrella. He inspected it to make sure it was okay, which it seemed to be okay.
“Thank you for helping me.”
He looked down at you with a frown.
“It’s okay; nothing to worry about. Can’t have someone important get hurt!”
His eyes were sincere and full of warmth, with his whole face and body expressing nothing but a fondness to you.
You could feel the affection in his expression.
“Plus I remember their license plate. XCT434”
Now him starting at the car made sense.
“Nice!”
You both make it to school and are greeted by Crawling, Chopped, and Silvair. Those two, Mr. Chopped and Mr. Silvair, seemed to be inseparable!
Crawling came right up to you and greeted you with your usual hug and, of course, a huge side eye to Scarletella but a small ‘hello’ nonetheless. Crawling in Scarletella to listen to being upset about something as if they were competing with every action that they did. You shrugged, letting them bicker, and going to your locker, opening it up, some red hearts were inside of it. There was no name, no nothing, just scarlet red hearts, but it wasn’t even White Day; that was tomorrow. Crawling looked over to you to notice that red hearts fell out too, and that only seemed to make him quiet. While on the other hand it seemed to make Scarletella happy.
You weren’t sure what to do with them; you just put them to the side for a bit and tried to not be loud about what just happened. Unfortunately for you, Mr. Chopped saw it.
“OMGGG, is someone already trying to confess to you??? How exciting! Plus, look, that’s so cute—little hearts everywhere!”
He grabbed the small pile of red hearts from your locker and inspected them a bit.
“No name?? Why would someone do that? Unless they really, really like you, maybe they are too shy!”
You felt embarrassment creeping in with a mix of shyness. There’s not much to do before you could take the hearts back. Crawling yanked them out of his hand and threw them away. The whole group was staring at you.
“Awww, come onnn, they were so cute!!”
Your face was so hot you could cook an egg on it. You grabbed your books and things you needed and closed your locker.
This was going to be a long day of teasing.
“But White Day isn’t today; it’s tomorrow!”
Mr. Chopped exclaimed, and it made sense why someone would do this.
“Maybe they extra like you! woooO”
Back to square one.
Crawling was having none of it; he was upset; he knew who did it. The culprit was standing right in front of him, smiling like a creep. How he hated that red man; he could not be trusted, especially with the kind of people his family was. They were all weird, and Crawling was a weird, silly guy, but not as weird as them.
Crawling handed you a cookie to try.
“Here I went with this design for the club day cookies.”
You grabbed it, and it was still a very detailed piece with the logo on the bag. You took it out, and it had the baking club's logo on the cookie as well. It was so neatly done.
“This looks beautiful. Crawling, nice job!”
You took a bite out of the cookie, and it was a vanilla cookie. It was soft and not too sweet!
“Mhm! Delicious as always!”
Crawling smiled at you before facing towards Scarletella in which they both exchanged looks.
Looks that you know would only cause more pain today.
You transferred schools and made many friends among them was Mr crawling today you will confess to him! By leaving a confession letter in his locker . However you seem to have found yourself now being observed by a certain red haired someone.
Many voted yes to giving their name to him so here we go!
"I got my umbrella we enjoy the rain together."
You smile as he pulls the umbrella over both of your heads.
It slowly started to pour almost as soon as he opened his umbrella over both of you.
"If I'm sharing my umbrella with you can I at lest get your name?"
You thought about it for a bit. He doesn't seem so much of a bad guy. He was pretty decent so far.
"My name?"
He smiled nodding waiting, anticipating for you to tell him your name.
“My name is (Y/N) “
His smile seemed to grow further.
“What a beautiful name! It fits you perfectly. Well it’s a pleasure to finally have your name.”
“Thank you! It’s noice to get to know you as well. However to think we should head back inside my classes are about to start!”
He nodded and walked you back into the dry building. Once you got back into the building you saw Mr.crawling running at both of you with full speed.
He was not slowing down and was Be lining it to you. You tried to move but he just seemed to be focused on getting you. Mr.Scarletella seemed amused. He smile faded.
But now he was to close to move in which thankfully he suddenly stopped and pulled you towards him.
“Wooah!”
“I told you already stay away from her you creep!”
He started pointing at Mr.Scarletella.
“Mr.Crawling it’s okay! He just came to apologize for earlier. He was walking me in because it started pouring!”
Mr.Scarletella looked slightly annoyed and a flash or something else in his eyes.
“Are you two together?” He asked in a monotone voice.
Mr.Crawling quickly pulled himself of you and quickly looked away. You couldn’t tell from your perspective but his face was red! Your face got warm quickly.
“No. We are not together we are friends.” You stated in a nervous quiet voice feeling as though the words almost got stuck in your throat. However Mr.Scarletella saw all of it, he knew Mr.Crawling intentions.
Mr.Scarletella hummed in understanding, giving you a quick smile.
“Well then I don’t believe he should mind if we hanging out. Is that correct Mr.Crawling?”
Mine not yours.
It sounded almost like he was mocking him. Mr.Crawling more than anything Mr. Crawling's shoulders slumped over a bit nearly like he was getting smaller.
You looked at Mr.Crawling and could see how uncomfortable he was he meant no harm. Mr.Crawling gave a small hm of approval.
"If Mr.Crawling doesn't trust you why should I? He knows more about you than I do"
The statement threw both of them off a little. It made Mr.Crawling straighten up a bit and it made Mr.Scarletella smile changing into something you couldn't quite place.
"How so? Do you not think I am trustworthy? I am good. I’m not bad.”
It was almost as if the other student disappeared under Mr.Scarletella's piercing gaze staring between the two, he hummed acknowledging the statement but still standing against it.
“I’m not bad, I am good.” He repeated as if he was chewing it and spitting it out.
Me good. You give name.
He was confused, he gave you a untampered bottle of your favorite juice.
“I gave you juice.”
Give water you consume.
You thought about it yes he did give you juice but why is everyone stepping aside for him. Everyone is scared of him. It was rumored he is the one behind the killings.
“..”
“I will show you.”
He walked away. You and Mr.crawling didn’t encounter him the whole day after that. However you both felt a chilling sensation that you were being watched.
It was the end of the day and time to go home. It was started raining again. You had your rain coat on but no umbrella. It was so windy and raining so hard you had to have both in order to not get soaked. Mr.Crawling had an umbrella but no rain coat. You let him get an extra rain coat you carried with you in care of emergencies.
His hair was out of the ponytail, and went down almost to his waist. Two little stands of hair picking out on each side of his face. His hair was so much to filled up his hood looking a bit silly.
Drawing by me(it was quick cause we ball)
You both lived in to opposite sides of town. Which is what also made a difference cause you didn’t want him walking back in forth in the rain possibly get sick. You decided to thug it out.
“No it’s okay Mr.crawling! You can go home I promise!”
His eyebrows knotted barely visibly by the hair covering his face at all times.
“but it’s to windy the wind will blow away your coat! You should at lest let me walk you there! I have both I will be fine!!”
You shake your head not wanting the kind man to get sick because of you.
“No I appreciate it but I really don’t want you to get sick! Just text me when you get home!”
You started runing out knowing the man couldn’t follow you knowing he struggled with his legs a bit sometimes needing a cane or wheel chair to get around.
He hated them tho so much cause he thought they where unnecessary if he could get around crawling either way.
The tall man sighed softly in frustration but smiled a bit. White day was around the corner, 4 more days, he was looking foward to it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>>>>𖤐ᝰ.ᐟ𖦹₊⊹<<<<~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You ran far enough so that you couldn’t see the school anymore which wasn’t hard cause of how hard it was raining it was easy for it to get lost.
You stopped running for a bit trying to catch your breath but it being hard to do so with the rain getting in your face treating to enter your nose.
You started coughing when the water did start getting in your mouth and nose. You kept coughing and struggling to breath as each breath was just out of reach almost as if it was being stolen from you by the rain. Mr.crawling was right maybe you should have let him walk you home.
You started stumbling around leaning forward which made you stop in your tracks making sure you where on the side walk and bent over trying to get the rain to stop getting in your face.
The building of offices and shops seemed to concave around you.
Now you where struggling to breath panicking.
It continued to pour all around you but the rain seemed to stop getting in your way. Allowing you to cough out the water that was getting in your lungs.
You where finally get to breath and catch your breath.
After fully being able to breath in you slowly start noticing that a shadow was over you.
You look up to see the Mr.Scarletella standing over you with his crimson umbrella looking down at you with a concerned look on his face.
Troubled? Hurt?
“Are you okay?” He lowers down to your bent over body.
You nodded still coughing while trying to push him away.
Which only made him followed you with his umbrella while you stumbled forward.
“You are not okay. Do you want help?”
You wanted to say yes but couldn’t simply nodding slowly. He stood there covering you with his umbrella patting your back had you stopped coughing but continued to catch your breath.
“Do you live around this area?” You state after finally catching your breath.
“I do, I wasn’t aware you also lived around here,”
You slowly stood up straight which he followed you with. He stood out a lot in the rain, he wore a red leather trench coat, the red made him stand out in the rain almost as if he was casting a red glow all around him. Mr.Scarletella towered over you they same way Mr.Crawling did however he was a bit taller then Mr.Crawling.He seemed to be analyzing your expression. One of his eyes was always covered by his red hair. His usual calm expression.
Me want you.
You give name.
You walked home yesterday and didn’t see him around. Could he be lying?
“I usually stay behind after school for extra hours.I went home early today.”
He stated as if reading your mind.
“Oh, so where do you live at?”
“I can show you, are you going to continue walking that path?”
He pointed forward. You hmmed in approval.
“Okay follow me”
He said while still holding the umbrella over both of you and started walking. After a few what felt like 20 minutes of silence he spoke once again.
“So do you live with your family?”
“No, I got a place near the school because dorms where to expensive for me.”
He nodded, “I understand. I personally didn’t like the fact I had to share a room with someone else so I did the same.”
You finally make it to your apartment complex. It was a very old building. It was concrete all over with signs of weather and normal wear and tear. However you didn’t get to see his place.
“I live in the same complex.”
He seemed to be shocked.
Me know.
You were pretty shocked as well.
“Well I guess we are neighbors.how come I never see you in the morning?”
“I like to leave the house early.”
Makes sense why he had such dark circles. You both walked into the building and stopped near your door.
“Hm well I appreciate you walking me home. Thank you for letting me use your umbrella.”
You say awkwardly trying to not let him see into your place. You needed to clean it up a bit, but still small messes made you feel embarrassed either way!
“No problem it was my pleasure being able to help you and make sure you get home safe. I hope we see each other around school.”
Me like you.
“Yup! Byeee cyaaa” you say before closing your door and locked it so fast.
You settled down and remember that you told Mr.Crawling to text you.
You pull your phone up ready to text him back.
You quickly shower and change your clothes. You Picked out the most comfy house clothes and continued on with your day. Today was a lazy day it’s too dark to do anything cause of the rain.
So you throw yourself on the coach.
Crawling ~ Im home :)
You~ im glad you made it home safe! How was the walk cause it was raining like crazy!
You turned on the TV for some background noise placing the remote on the coffee table. while you watched TikTok’s and read online.
You don’t notice the red eye staring at your from outside your windows and peephole.
Mine.
~~~~✨🌙~~~🌙✨
You wake up unknowingly falling asleep on your couch. You realize your alarm clock didn’t ring. Oh my god you’re going to be late to classes!!
Well it dosnt matter anyways it’s collage.
Plus what say is it today? Saturday? Yup you didn’t have any classes that day!
You sit up properly and look around you. The TV was still on your phone was on the floor with one text notification from Mr.Crawling your backpack on the floor.
Today was also supposed to be trash day. You looked outside your window to see an empty trash bin.
Thank god cause you had a whole lot more trash to throw away.
You needed to get more clothes you had a few cute shirts and pants but nothing that really fit right anymore and cute.
You also had some spoiled food here and there. Just have to make sure the house is clean! You went ahead and throw it out in a bag in the dumpster.
You closet was a bit empty now looking at it and so we your fridge.
Shopping time!
*time skip cause shopping kinda boring*
You arrive back to at apartment complex. You end up bumping into Mr.Sarletella. It seemed like he was in his way out.
“Doing some shopping I see?”
“Yes I had to buy a few things.” You say while trying to find your keys.
“Did you get the good news from the complex office?”
Found it! It was at the bottom of your pockets!
“No, what happened?”
“They are saying that rent might decrease due to how old the property is. Not to mention how empty it is.”
“Oh aww that’s really cool! I can’t wait thank you so much!” You unlocked your door and waved him good bye.
You started looking for some iteams you left. Your pretty sure you left them on your bed room floor.
They might have gone in the trash bag as well. Other stuff was missing too might have just thrown it out. Got to happy throwing old stuff away you suppose.
Not noticing the bag that you threw in the dumpster was torn apart with clothing items missing or the fact your window was opened by a bit when it was closed all the way down.
What else is missing in your place?
Did you leave your sweater there before you left?who knows you where doing a lot before you left!
what else will go missing?
Was that red thread on your carpet? You don’t have many red clothes besides 2 tops and maybe some shoes or like 2 bottoms.
You feel like something is off but you can’t quite tell maybe it’s just been a long week!
Maybe you didn’t see the piecing red eyes staring at you from your slightly a jarred window either.
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Thank you so much for reading sorry for the slow updates!! I’ve been busy with work and finally have been having some down time to actually relax but I will finish the story trust and believe!! I’ve been writing small moments/ head canons kinda things so those will be out soon hopefully!
Hope to see you on the next up date!
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Wrong locker
Quick run down-
You transferred schools and made many friends among them was Mr crawlin
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Wrong locker
Part 4
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