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Hi I was wondering if it's all right can I please ask for a yandere Bloody Painter with a quiet and gentle darling that wears Jirai Kai fashion because of their abandonment issues and because it's cute

Can it be where the darling is more scared of him abandoning them then the fact he's kidnapped them and where the darling asks him why he loves them / kidnap them

I'm sorry if this is too much or this sounds weird

You don't take this and have a nice day or night

I hope you also have a nice day or night :)

Also, this fashion is really cute

I hope this is good enough

Yandere Bloody Painter X Quiet and Gentle Reader

TW: Mentions of murder and blood

You were a quiet and gentle person and kind to those around you

That's something Helen, The Bloody Painter, liked about you

You weren't loud or obnoxious, and you weren't mean or bullied others

He also thought you fashion sense was interesting and cute

You caught Helen's eye after he saw you help a lost kid back to his parents when he wandered a bit too far out in the forest, and stumbled into your camping sight

After that, he began to watch you and the way you lived

He decided to wait until you were walking home one night and cloriform you when he was sure nobody was around, and take you back to his home

He stalked you wherever you went, took pictures of you, which he would later paint on a large canvas, and he would usually follow you home without your knowledge

He even made it in your home a few times to watch you sleep, but stopped when he accidentally triggered an alarm when leaving

When he wasn't stalking you, he painted pictures of you and hung them around his house, just so he could admire your beauty

You, on the other hand, didn't seem to know you were being stalked

When Helen triggered an alarm in your home, you only thought someone was breaking into it to steal items or to kill you

You didn't have any idea it was your stalker

Whenever someone was rude or bullied you, like a coworker or a mean neighbor, they always seemed to go missing

That caused the police to come and investigate you, but it was proven that you didn't do anything criminal

Though that didn't stop people from being suspicious, but people left you alone

No one knew that Helen was the cause of all this, and he felt a bit bad that you had to do with his actions

But he did enjoy torturing and killing those who hurt you, and use their blood in his art

After about a year, Helen decided enough was enough and began to form a plan on how to get you to be his

After you woke startled and scared in his basement, Helen tried to comfort you with a bone crushing hug, a kiss to the forehead, and offerd you a glass of cool water

To his surprise, after a few minutes, you didn't seem to mind, but you were a little confused, and shocked, on seeing all the paintings of yourself

Helen explained to you that he loved you with all his heart, and he didn't want you to leave him, and that if you ever tried to escape he would do something he would regret

That's why you were in his basement

You took the news pretty well, considering you were kidnapped by your stalker with a tons of, admittedly impressive, pictures of you

For a few weeks you were pretty distant to Helen, and didn't like being in the basement all the time

So to try and make you more comfortable, Helen would buy you items, such as clothing, accessories and jewelry, that fit the kind of fashion you wore

After a couple of weeks, finally realizing that you would probably never leave, you began to open up to him more, which led to him bringing you up to his room out of the basement, and even told you parts of you past after a couple of months

You told him you were abandoned by different people in your life, like a family member, a significant other. and a "good friend", lus making you being to start to have abandonment issues

To cope with this, you began to wear Jirai Kai fashion, and usually pushed others out of you life if they got too close

You also told him you weren't that scared of him anymore, and didn't seem to care that he kidnapped you

You were more afraid of him abandoning you than anything

With a hug, Helen assured you that he would never do such a thing, and that he loves you more than anything

Then, unexpectedly, you asked him a question you've wanted to ask him of a while

"Why do you love me?"

At first. Helen was speechless, then he snapped out of it

He told you that heloved you for various reasons. For your personality and how gentle you were, and your beauty and how much of a good of a model you were

After many, many, many more compliments about your personality and looks, (and some instances of Helen saying he took care of those "dirty bullies") you seemed convinced that he wouldn't leave you

And Helen was intending to keep it that way

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Here's some art of Nurse Ann in a 1940s inspired outfit (I kept her long gloves because I thought they were cool)

Also, I am still working on requests, sorry it's taking longer than I expected because life and stuff

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I feel like Jeff would be the kind of guy to eat a raw rat for $5

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I have a question are requests open or closed☺😅

They're curently open :)

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CreepyPasta Incorrect Quotes Pt. 8

Zalgo: I made tea

The Slender Man: I don't want tea

Zalgo: I did not make the tea for you, idiot. This is my tea

The Slender Man: Then why are you telling me?

Zalgo: It's a conversation starter

The Slender Man: That's a lousy conversation starter

Zalgo: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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(Y/N): How petty can you get?

BEN: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about

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Jason the Toymaker: Have you seen a person named 'Kagekao' around here?

Liu: Ugh, yes. He made a horrible mess of the blood fountain.

Bloody Painter: It looks fine to me?

Liu: IT USED TO BE WATER!!??

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(Y/N), in the house Sally haunts: I'm going to lock myself in here with the ghosts

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Jeff: Lui, what if there are monsters?

Lui: Don’t worry, we’re top of the food chain.

[Later]

Jeff, lying awake at night: I am the monster

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Masky: ...I'm pretty sure that place is fire-proof, or something.

Toby, grenade in hand: Alright, but is it explosion-proof?

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Lui: You kidnapped (Y/N)? That's illegal!

Clockwork: But Lui, what's more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing (Y/N) or destroying our dreams?

Lui: Kidnapping (Y/N), Natalie!!!

Kate: Lui, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these guys are counting on you to inspire them!

Lui: What, to kidnap people?!

Clockwork: To work together!

Lui: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!?!

Jane: Lui, we all agreed a celebrity is a not a people.

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Hobo Heart: What if people had food names and food had people names?

Jason the toymaker: Hey, spaghetti, we're having Helen for dinner.

Bloody Painter: What is wrong with you people?

Kagekao: Shut up, chocolate.

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Nurse Ann, to the squad: And remember, if I get harsh with you it is only because you're doing it all wrong.

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*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one*

(Y/N): I will not let you down.

Jame: Sounds fun.

Hobo Heart: K.

E.J: No, I'm fucking not.

Dr. Smiley: Do I have to be?

Lui: Please god, I am so tired.

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The Puppetteer: Hey, did you know as a kid I accidentally ate paper?

Bloody Panter: I feel like we've all done that at least once

Judge Angels: I ate it too-

Bloody Panter: See?

Judge Angels: -On purpose

The Puppetteer & Bloody Panter: ...What?

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BEN: Physically, yes, I could fight a bird. But emotionally? Imagine the toll.

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Toby: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person

Toby: And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

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Lui: Would you like something to drink? *opens fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper-

Jeff: Spiders?

Lui: Spiders it is then.

Zalgo: No, that wasn't-

*Lui then pours Jeff a brimming glass of spiders*

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Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?

(Y/N): Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.

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Could you write some x fem!reader with nurse Ann? Just little headcannons or (even better) your interpretation of her

I like her as a character and I'm quite curious to see your version of her :D

That sounds good 👍 I'll do both

Also, sorry it took so long to do this

Nurse Ann x Fem! Reader Headcanons

TW: mentions of Death and murder

Okay, let's first start off with my interpretation of Nurse Ann

I see Ann rather quiet and reserved, and pretty observant (with her surroundings and with people around her)

She keeps to herself most of the time and has trust issues (I mean, after what she went through, who wouldn't?), and only really trusts Jane, Dr. Smiley, E.J, Hobo Heart, and Liu

It did take some time for to warm up to the four guys since she didn't really like men ever since she came back to life

When she does speak, usually to scold E.J or Dr. Smiley for whatever reasons, her voice is a bit raspy

Jeff has a habit of making fun of her voice, which is pretty hypocritical of him since he sounds like he smokes several packs a day

He always regrets making fun of her after getting his ass kicked and getting chased around the forest by an angry undead nurse with a chainsaw

Doesn't stop him from doing it again, though

Since Ann is like Frankenstein's creature, being made out of different body parts and other people's skin, her limbs sometimes come loose or just full on come off

Everytime this happens, which isn't often, but isn't rare, she has to carefully sew her body back together and make not one mistake

Sometimes Liu has to get involved because he's pretty good with sewing

Ann takes really good care of her chainsaw

She cleans it from blood everytime she uses it and keeps it enclosed in a case when she's not using it to keep it safe

If anyone dares to touch the glass, Ann might have kneecaps to breaks and hands to cut off

When Ann's killing, she's usually quick with the death and saves the body for E.J so he can save the body's organs

Though there are times when, depending on the person, she's extremely brutal with them and gives them a slow and painful death

Most of her victims are men, but that doesn't mean women are safe from her rage

Whenever any of the Creeps who reside in the forest gets hurt or sick, Ann is usually where they go to so they can get fixed up

Though it is pretty hard to convince her to patch them up, especially if she hates that person *cough* Jeff *cough*

Giving her new sewing supplies to sew herself back together usually works, but not all the time

And this is mostly an idea, but I really like the thought of her wearing a vintage nurses outfit

Like from the 40s-60s

It would still be black and red like her canonical outfit she's always seen in

I also like the idea of her keeping her hair up when killing

Alright, now onto the X reader headcanons

Because Ann has trust issues, she's not close to a lot of people, and has never once dated after being brought back from the dead

But you must have done something, other than being a woman, to gain a lot of her trust if the two of you are dating

Maybe you're a human who somehow weaseled yourself into her heart by somehow surviving the forest, and somehow didn't die from her chainsaw

If that's the case, Ann protects you greatly from the dangers of the forest

She makes sure to let everyone know that if they hurt you in any way shape or form, she can and will kill them

Ann berates Smiley, E.J and Jeff the most and threatens to chop them into bits if they do anything stupid around you

She doesn't trust E.J or Dr. Smiley around you alone, because doesn't trust them to not try and eat your kidneys, and do some weird and messed up experiments on you

E.J isn't to scared since he's literally some sort of weird demon creature who could probably kill Ann, but he is just a tad bit scared if her

Ann probably makes some sort of deal with the Slender Man and his workers to make sure he doesn't get you

The Slender Man prefers kids for meals, but there's still a chance of him wanting you dead and sendng his proxies out to kill you

If you're some sort of other non-human or other-worldy creature, she'll be less protective of you, but that doesn't matter

She'll treat you practically the same as if you were a human, but less worried

Ann isn't a very touchy or words person, but wants to let you know she loves you

She gives little notes and affirmations of kindness and love to you, and probably gifts you wildflowers

You might get a small and quick hug or headpat when she feels more comfortable around you

Or even better, a small kiss

She will hold your hand the most though

If you love her back, you should probably give her compliments and let her know she's beautiful inside and out

Ever since dying, Ann hasn't really felt all that pretty anymore since she's know literally made out of other people's skin and limbs

Telling her she's pretty will boost her confidence

And she'll give you compliments back

The two of you, for fun, will, most likely than not, make flower crowns and sew different articles of clothing for eachother

You'll also read in silence together when nothing is happening

If you get sick or hurt in anyway, she's there for you to make sure you get better

Overall, Ann is a good lover who'll protect you no matter what, and make sure your safe from any monsters in the forest, and she'll show her love for you in small and sweet ways

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Hey guys, sorry for not updating for quite a while. My computer broke, which is the main thing I write on, but I'm gonna post another CeepyPasta inccorect quotes pretty soon.

If you have any requests, ask away. My asks are always open, and my inbox is empty.

Here, have a cookie 🍪 and some milk🥛and a random gif of cheese.

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Can you write something queer platonic for Ticci Toby? I’m aromantic and don’t see a lot of love for qprs in the creepypasta spaces! If I have to be specific I’d say I want some fluffy content, but if you have anything else in mind I’m open to anything! Have a great day/night!

Got it, I hope this is good eough👍Have a good night/day yourself :)

BTW, this is set before Toby's story

(Platonic) Ticci Toby x GN! Aromantic! Reader

You sighed heavily once you stepped outside on the back of your porch, the big and bright moon shining like a night light down upon its surroundings. The air was freezing cold and the wind blew only slightly, but you still had a jacket to protect you, just in case. Your hair, if it was long enough, blew in the wind and you sighed in delight at the smell of rain, as it was going to start storming soon.

I really hope Toby comes before it starts raining... You thought as you tapped your foot on the concrete ground.

Tobias Rogers was one of your oldest and closest friends. The two of you met in Primary school, before he became homeschooled, and you both hit it off really well. The two of you became close and your family always said to each other, "Just wait until they're older, they're going to get married for sure."

Yeeeaaahhh, no.

That wasn't going to happen.

In your Freshman year of high school, you had a realization that you were Aromantic and didn't really want any romance after thinking about how you didn't have a romantic attraction to anyone. You were okay with this; that's just who are and how you liked it. Toby was supportive of you, and told you he himself was Aro-ace. You were happy since that was another thing the two of you had in common.

Your family.... didn't really get it.

"But, don't you want children? Or get married one day to a pretty man/woman?" They would say.

"I don't know yet." You would reply.

And yes, you didn't know if you wanted children yet. You didn't know if you wanted to get married since that never really crossed your mind. If you really liked someone and wanted to be with them for the rest of your life, then maybe. But you didn't have any romantic feelings for anyone at the moment.

You knew that people in the Aro community could date and have romantic relationships, you just didn't think you were one of them. Being single was something you liked; you don't have to worry about anniversaries, dates, getting your partner angry, cheating or breaking up.

Having friends, like Toby around sounded good to you.

"But the two of you would make such a cute couple!" a relative's voice said in your mind.

"You two are so close, you're basically dating at this point." Another said.

"Do you want to be lonely forever?"

"You'd make a great girl/boyfriend."

"I don't understand, how can you not like someone?"

"Hey."

You were brought out of your thoughts by Toby's voice and looked up to see him walk out of the back door, and come to sit with you on the porch's swing.

"Oh, hey."

"Um, your family seems, uh.. happy to see me."

"Yeah, shit, they think we're dating secretly even when I told them repeatedly that I don't want romance in my life."

"Well, good to see you again." He told you as you began to move your feet and push the swing.

"Good to see you too."

The two of you were quiet for a bit until he spoke up.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know, a little upset, I guess? My family tried to set me up with some guy earlier today, and I just don't know what to respond with. It's good to have you around, or else I'll go crazy. You understand... What about you? What's going on?"

"Oh, nothing too bad. Frank's been arrested and Lyra's at her friends. My mom has been drinking lately and getting drunk and... getting violent."

"Oh. Sorry."

"It's okay. I know you have my back, and going to your place beats staying at home in my room all day."

Toby smiled lightly and put his hand on top of yours. You smiled back and the two of you looked at the stars and moon together as you held hands.

You were lucky to have him as a friend.

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What’s Ben a Liu’s relationship like?

Glad you asked. Hopefully this is a good answer.

BEN and Liu's relationship

BEN and Liu have an.... interesting relationship. I would say that Liu is just some tired guy who needs some desperate sleep, while BEN is a mischievous, chaotic, dead middle schooler that looks like Link who has a video game addiction.

Liu bought the Majora's Mask game BEN haunts one day when he was in town (wearing a face mask), and didn't suspect a thing; he just thought it was old and belonged to another.

When he started playing it, though, that's when things got weird. When he says the screen say 'You Shouldn't Have Done That', he kind of knew that it was haunted and prepared himself with whatever was to come.

When BEN crawled out of the T'V screen like the girl from the Ring, Liu seemed unfazed and splashed his cup of water at him, causing BEN to scream and glitch.

After that, BEN, instead of killing Liu, decided that he would haunt him. He flickers lights, stomps upstairs, opens and shuts doors, cabinets and windows, makes rooms go cold, breaks the China plates Liu has, knocks things off shelves, counters, tables and out of his hands, whispers at him in his sleep, and like the gif above, flushes the toilet when Liu's taking a shower, making the water go cold.

Liu was tempted to get rid of the Majora's Mask game, but BEN hid it somewhere and Liu was too tired to search for it, so he just deals with BEN's antics. Since he can't find the game and toss it somewhere, the guy doesn't really know how to get rid of the ghost, and he knows not to splash water in BEN, because that will make him take his ghostness up a notch.

Even if he didn't have a choice, Liu lets BEN play games on his several gaming consuls (that he stole); that at least makes some sort of peace and quiet in his home, and he can get some sleep for a few hours.

But if you really want to see things get chaotic, bring Jeff into the mix, and know you have a dead goblin causing problems with a greasy, crusty, sewer rat.

Bonus meme:

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Hi! I saw your request were open so i wanted to make a request for a platonic homicidal liu x gn young reader like 13-14? Who views him as a brother figure since their brother was shitty and because of that they kinda follow him around(?) ty for doing this request if u do decide to do it. Buh byeee

Homicidal Liu as an older brother figure coming up!👍

TW: Mentions of abuse and bullying

(PLANTONIC) Homicidal Liu as as an older brother figure to GN! Reader

When Liu first met you, he didn't really have a big reaction; he just thought that you were one of those few humans who just so happened to get through the forest without getting killed

So he just left you alone since he knew that you would get killed somehow, though he was surprised that you looked so young

You looked to be somewhere in your early teens

But you were scared, cold and desperate to find shelter, and Liu somehow had a whole cabin with electricity

You pleaded to let him let you stay, and said that you wouldn't be trouble, even going as far as nearly pulling a tooth out to show him that....

Liu didn't actually know why you did that, he just assumed that you wanted to show that you would do anything to get a shelter?

"See? I'll even pull out my tooth!"

When you began pulling on your right canine, Liu was freaked out and actually thought that you were going to get the tooth and he panicked

He didn't want someone as young as you to go through so much pain just to show that you would do anything to get a home

"HOly shit, kid!"

He had to physically grab you to prevent you from pulling on your tooth anymore since it was already lose

"Alright, alright, alright, you can stay. But don't cause any trouble or go out, okay?"

"I promise!"

With that, he took you in and let you have one of his spare bedrooms

It didn't have a T.V, but you were okay with that; you just wanted somewhere to live that was warm and had a bed.

With the span of a few days, you and Liu got to talking, but you didn't say anything about your past or why you were out in the forest; the forest had many dangers, including wild animals, The Rake, The Slender Man, his little minions, and many other killers

Liu was confused on how you were able to not die since he lived pretty deep in the forest, but he was also impressed because not only were you young, you managed to not die within the forest in the few minutes you entered

With time, you and Liu became close; you told him stories about what you did when he was gone, what games you played, and if anyone came over

The two of you played games, cooked, cleaned, and poked some harmless fun at each other

You even began to follow him around the house; in the kitchen, living room, different rooms, ect.

That was something you began to do since you finally had a good brotherly figure

Liu was a bit scared that his brother, Jeffery, would waltz in like he owned the place, like he does, see you and kill you

Jeff was a horrible person who killed many and he would only see you as just another victim

That was something Liu didn't want, so he made BEN protect you

You and BEN met when the ghost kid was playing a LoZ game, he saw you, tried to strangle you, and Liu splashed water on him

The two of you have a weird relationship, but he leaves you alone most of the time, only annoying you to play games with him

Anyway, Liu was thinking over leaving as he paced the living room, still afraid of his older brother coming in and killing you, you asked him what was wrong

You were walking behind him as he did this, like a puppy following its owner

"I'm fucking scared that my... that my brother is going to come in."

"Brother?"

This was the first time that he mentioned any family and you were interested, but didn't say anything

Then you had flashbacks to your older brother

Before coming into the forest, you lived with your parent(s) and older brother; you see, your parent(s) was/were always busy with work and you were left home alone with your brother, who was pretty shitty

He wrecked cars, got into trouble, left you alone at home most of the time to party, locked you in dark closets, smoked and burned his cigerettes on your arms, and he even insulted you

Whether it was about your weight, your looks, or about what you liked, you made fun of you for it

Even if siblings do poke fun at each other, your brother straight up bullied you for it, and sometimes he got physical with you

He would harshly shove you, push you down stairs, and hit you

He hung out with the 'popular' kids at school, who were just bullies, and you were one of his targets

He didn't even stand up for you or beat the shit out of someone if they hurt you, he would just laugh

Liu noticed that you were quiet and looked a bit sad, so he decided to ask you what was wrong

You told him about your shitty older brother and how he tormented you, making Liu feel horrible and sorry for you, since he also had a pretty shitty older brother

You then said that you thought of Liu as an older brother, the good kind who would do anything for their younger siblings

The guy almost cried

You though of him as an older brother? The good kind?

He never thought that someone would see him as a good figure, so this made him fell warm inside and cry happy tears

You still didn't tell him how you got through the forest, but you did say that you ran away from home, not wanting your brother to torment you any longer

Liu also saw you as a younger sibling, so he would do anything to protect you, even if he has to hurt people in the process

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The Victorian Ghost

One

Prologue

TW: NONE (if there are any triggers, I apologize, and just tell me and I'll fix the warnings)

The drive took longer than expected. First, the car ran out of gas in the middle of the street, so a tow truck had to be called. Then the car was stuck in traffic for about two hours because of a bad car crash. After those hours the car was almost out of gas but it got to a gas station before it ran out of gas again. By then, the sun was starting to set, much to Joshua's dismay. He thought that he and his mother were going to get home before the sun set, but of course the world didn't let that happen. The world didn't want him to be happy and didn't want him to get his way for at least once. It was like he was born to have bad things happen to him. Of course, it was something that could happen to anyone; arriving at home much later than anticipated. Joshua sighed in relief as he saw the house come into view and his mother parked the bright red Honda in the driveway.

The house his parents bought was painted tan with a light brown roof; a lot of windows were there and there were a bunch of rose bushes in the front yard. Behind the house was a large forest filled with many different types of trees, including a large Weeping Willow in the backyard, which was rather big. There was neighbors, but there were a little bit far away. Mrs. Campbell, somewhere in her late forties or early fifties, turned the car off and looked at her son who was somewhere between the ages of fifteen and eighteen. She smiled at him and reached a hand out to push away any of his dark brown bangs out of his face.

"Ugh, mom!"

"What?"

"Don't touch my hair!"

"Sorry, but it's so pretty and I want to see your face again. You've hand long bangs for about a year now."

"Whatever. Just...Don't touch it. It's my pride and joy."

Joshua glared at his mother and opened the door of the car, putting his hands in his hoodie pocket and shutting the door with his foot. Mrs. Campbell sighed and shook her head. Her and her son didn't have the best relationship and it didn't help that a lot of her focus was on either work or her five children; all younger than Joshua and all girls. She barely spent any time with him. Even with her time with him that day wasn't all that great, she was happy to be with him without having the girls around. Mrs. Campbell got out of her car and shut the door, locking the vehicle with her keys and went to the front door.

When Joshua arrived inside, he saw his father and two of his youngest sisters sitting on the floor watching T.V. His father was tapping his foot to the sound of the music playing from the children's show. Joshua tried his hardest to keep quiet but the sound of the door slamming shut made his father look at him and his mother.

"Hey, son."

Joshua kept quiet and stomped up the carpeted stairs and up to his room as grumbled something under his breath. Mr. Campbell shook his head and his wife ran her fingers through her dark hair, looking rather saddened.

“Sorry we’re so late.” She put her purse on top of a large box near a couch, "But the car ran out of gas and we had to call a tow truck, plus we were tuck in traffic. "She sat down next to her husband and smiled when her youngest child, Carly who was four, ran up to her and hugged her leg. She ruffled Carly's hair who started to climb up in the woman's lap.

"That's alright. Just as long as you're safe." Mr. Campbell smiled at his significant other who was now holding Carly in her arms.

Mrs. Campbell smiled at her husband and looked into his chocolate brown eyes, feeling her sorrows drift away.

~~~

Joshua slammed his room door shut and groaned as he flopped face first onto his bed; unmade with no sheets. He lied there for a moment until he rolled over and grabbed his Xbox controller and turned it on; he got up and turned the T.V on and lied down back in his bed. He went into Netflix and flipped through shows to see what he wanted to watch. When he finally found what he wanted, he put the controller down and rolled on his side, thinking. He thought about how unfair the world was and how much he didn't want to move. He was finally getting some friends and then he had to move far, far away. He knew that it was a little childish to blame the world for all his problems, but he was an upset teenager who wanted to blame something or someone.

About an hour later of watching T.V, he was called out for dinner and lazily rolled out of bed, turning his Xbox and T.V off. He stomped down the stairs in his hoodie, sweatpants and socks and jumped up on the couch.

"Hey I was there first!" The sixteen year old looked at his twelve year old sister Eva who he shoved out of the seat.

"You know this is my seat. This is where I always sit."

"But I was sitting there first!"

"I don't care!"

"Mom!"

"Stop fighting!" Mrs. Campbell shouted. "Josh, please don't shove people out of seats you want to sit in."

Joshua glared daggers at his sisters and parents and took one of the rice containers containing fried rice and took a plastic fork, getting up from his spot and walking back to his room.

"God, why's he such a jerk!" Eva glared at him and sat back in her spot while her parents looked at each other sadly.

Allison, an eight year old and the third youngest and fourth oldest watched as her older brother left. She looked at her plate of sweet and sour chicken, white rice and spring rolls. She sighed sadly as she thought about how hard it must have been for him; he was just getting close with some people.

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You sighed as you sat down on the old wooden bench in the backyard of the Campbell home. The bench looked to be a couple decades old with a bunch of grass and wildflowers growing around it, a perfect place for animals like snakes or bunnies to hide. You had one leg on top of another as a book was in your hands; Frankenstein by Mary Shelly. You recalled reading the book a few times back when you were alive; reading it as it rained and you were wrapped up in warm blankets as a candle lit the room. It gave you nostalgia and you weakly smiled at the memories you had. You bounced one leg up and down as you read and for some time, it was silent besides the crickets and the occasional sound of some sort of critter scuttering around in the bushes.

Although you still loved the forest, you did have bad memories from your death and how your once close friend murdered you and another friend, Fay Johnson. You always thought that you three would be friends forever; but of course it all came crashing down a month before your wedding. You shook your head, not wanting to remember those awful events.

After your murder, you decided to haunt your murderer Sarah and your anger turned to rage as you heard your fiancé John was going to marry her. You thought he loved you forever, but you thought that you guessed wrong. Ever since then, you have haunted their family for generations, always sticking with one family that seemed like the worst; The Dupont's, the Walker's, the Green's. And now, over a hundred years later, you're haunting the Campbell's. The Campbell's actually weren't all that bad and you chose to haunt them because they had the most kids in the family in the modern times and because you liked to mess with their son, Joshua.

Joshua was special and was gifted with the power to see and talk to ghosts. Even though you liked to scare him, he seemed really tired sometimes with a lot of different types of ghosts trying to contact him. You pitied him a little but liked to talk to him. When I mean talk to him, I mean talking French to him. You like to see his confused face whenever you speak French and like to see him get angry (he actually learned a couple words!). You would stop though, after a while, deciding that he needed a break.

Sighing, you slammed the book you were reading shut and took it in your hands as you got up. Before you walked away, your focus was on a little gray rabbit looking at you. You two looked in each other's eyes until the animal scampered away back into the forest. You then walked through the door and into the home, many boxes in the kitchen with kitchen supplies in them. As you looked around at the family's new home, you heard Mrs. Campbell, Eva, and Joshua stomp upstairs.

"God, why's he such a jerk!"

You shook your head and walked into the living room to see the Campbell's eating Chinese takeout for dinner and watching the 1991 Addams Family. You placed the book on the top of the couch, unnoticed, as the family started to shiver.

"Mommy, it's cold." Carly and Indigo got close to their parents and Eva and the eldest sister Beatrix continued to eat.

"It's probably the ghost, you know." Beatrix said as she stuffed her face with chicken.

"Don't scare her!" Allison lightly smacked her sister's arm.

You had a soft spot for kids and felt a little close to the Campbell's. The youngest three had your heart at the moment. You always wanted kids and enjoyed watching the children grow up. Even if you watched many kids grow and become adults, the Campbell's children just stole your heart. Allison especially since she reminded you of a friend you used to have.

"I'm done!" Allison put her greasy and stained paper plate on the coffee table and leaped off the couch, rushing upstairs. You followed, grabbing the book as you thought to put it in your room.

Allison ran up the staircase up to the top and looked at all the rooms, trying to remember which room was Joshua's. She knocked on every door until she heard a What? and knew that this was Joshua's room. 

"It's Allison! Can I come in?" She tapped her bare feet on the floor.

It was a bit quiet for a moment until Joshua shouted Come in! Allison smiled and turned the door knob and went into her older sibling's room where she found him lying on his back with the now empty plate sitting on a box. The eight year old walked to Joshua's bed and climbed up on it, Joshua making room for her.

"So, what do you want?" He asked.

"I just want to see if you're okay."

Joshua looked at Allison and rolled his eyes, ruffling her dark hair.

"I'm fine."

"But you never really seem fine."

Joshua frowned and looked away. Although he did help his parents with his younger sisters, he felt a little neglected but never spoke about it to anyone. He didn't want his family to worry. Ever since Eva was born, Joshua's parents have been swamped with trying to take care of everyone, and of course they had to have three more children, causing them to be even more stressed. Allison looked up at the ceiling and closed her bright blue eyes.

"I'm not fine." Joshua whispered. "I'm not."

Allison frowned at him and put one of her smaller hands on his forehead and patted it. Joshua looked at her and smiled a little. He didn't want to admit it to anyone, but Allison was probably his favorite sister. She may have been a little annoying but she was kind and was the least mean to him. She let him have tea parties with her, she let him help her with her homework, and she treated him with kindness. In return, Joshua would sometimes let her braid his hair and paint his nails.

"It's going to be okay." Allison tried to comfort her older brother the best she could and Joshua kept himself from crying. He didn't want to look weak in front of his sister.

"Thank you, Alice. I appreciate it."

Allison smiled and patted her brother's forehead once more, making him a little annoyed.

"You're welcome. I'm going to play with my dolls now."

With that, the eight year old jumped off the bed and waved her brother goodbye before rushing to her bedroom. In the house, there were seven rooms; a master bedroom for the parents, and a room for each of the kids. It took a while for them to save up money for the home, but it was worth it. Besides, Joshua and his two eldest sisters, Beatrix and Eva, were all tired of sharing a room. The house they used to live in had only three bed rooms.

After Allison left for her room, leaving Joshua by himself, you decided to check up on the teen. You listened to their conversation and wanted to make sure he was okay. You stepped into his room, making his heart start to beat fast. He looked in your direction and scowled.

You again? He thought.

Joshua always felt like he had some sort of power; the power to see spirits. He didn't like it. A lot of the ghosts he saw creeped him out but you freaked him out the most. It freaked him out with the way you breathed shallowly and slowly and the way you would occasionally cough up a large amount of blood, leaving the red liquid on the ground for someone to see and then to have to clean up. You were the first spirit he saw and ever since then, you were the spirit he saw the most. You would usually just look at him but sometimes you would talk to him. It pissed him off though, since you always spoke French to him. He even thought of taking French classes to learn the language (he was happy to pick up a few words like "pig", "bread", "okay", and the name "(Y/N)" He guessed that might be your name).

He watched as you looked at him.

"Est-ce que ça va?" You asked, your arms crossed as you leaned against the door frame.

Joshua had those words repeat in his head until he kind of figured out what you were asking him. He rolled to his side, his back facing you.

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

You sighed and shrugged as you turned away and started to leave Joshua alone with his thoughts.

"D'accord, peu importe, je te laisse tranquille."

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[Sorry if the French translation isn't accurate, I used Google translate]

Est-ce que ça va? - Are you okay?

D'accord, peu importe, je te laiss tranquille. - Alright, whatever, I'll leave you alone.

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

do you plan on adding more creeps to the roster?

I am thinking of adding Slender Man, Zalgo , Jason the Toymaker, The Puppeteer, Judge Angels, KageKao, and maybe some of my ocs.

Thanks for asking.

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

~~~The Victorian Ghost~~~

Prologue

I know that this is on Quotev, but I thought that I would also publish it here.

TW: Blood, corpses

January 21st, 1853

Where's (Y/N)?

Where's (Y/N)?

Where's (Y/N)?

Questions about where you were were asked constantly by people at the Lavigne mansion. Your parents, William and Flora Lavigne, were starting to get a little annoyed at everyone asking where their eldest child was. You were supposed to be at the party, but you weren't. So where were you exactly? You were popular with the people in town, always helping, being nice and even volunteering to help make an orphanage, which was needed in town. Your mother looked around the ballroom and her eye twitched as she saw no sign of you anywhere. You weren't talking to anyone, you weren't drinking, and you weren't dancing.

"(Jacques, go find your sister.)"

She shot a look at your younger brother who was standing next to her with a wine glass in his hand.

"(What? Why me?)"

"(Because Henry is.....somewhere and you do as I say. I'm you're mother and I'm telling you to look for your sister."

Jacques glared at his mother as he put his half empty wine glass on the table next to him and walked away, muttering something under his breath. He walked pass all the people, pushing some away until he reached the mansion's doors and pushed them open, walking outside into the cold, dark, snowy night.

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The night was cold, wind blowing and whistling across the land, tree leaves snapping in the wind. The snow fell fast in the darkness, making large blankets of white that covered the forest ground and all the trees and all the house rooftops in town. The forest was quiet except for the sounds of crickets and the forest creatures. The wooded area seemed peaceful, a beautiful place to have a walk in or have a small, little snug home; a place where you could feel calm and safe; a place where you could somehow feel at home.

Not for you.

Near the cemetery at the edge of the forest, lied two women, blood surrounding their cold, limp and lifeless bodies and staining the snow red. The first woman was laying on her stomach, eyes closed and mouth open, lips chapped and pink. Her wavy strawberry blonde hair was in her face and had dead leaves stuck it it. She had a light pink evening dress on, the skirt puffy and frilly; the sleeves short and a couple inches away from her elbows and off her shoulders. Her throat was slit and she had several stab wounds on her back and although you couldn't see it, her stomach.

The second woman was laying on her side, her legs apart from each other and one arm out and the other a bit bent while touching the straight one. Her eyes, unlike the first one, were wide open; the (E/C) color a bit hazy and dead. Her (H/T) (H/C) hair was down and messy, a bit wet from the snow, dead leaves tangled in it. Her mouth was open and a large sum of blood was dripping out of it; it looked fresh but seemed to be drying fast like how the blood was with the first woman. The woman on her side had Ten? Fifteen? Twenty stab wounds? Who could know? She had many stab wounds on her stomach that led up her abdomen and there was one deep wound where her heart was, blood leaking in the fabric of her dress. The dress she was wearing was a bit puffy and like the other woman's, way frilly. Instead of being a pink color, it was a shade of deep blue and was long sleeved; the sleeves also were off of the shoulders. On her hands were a pair of black fingerless gloves showing her fingers whose nails had dirt and blood in and on them.

Her face was beaten; she had a black eye and many bruises and bloody cuts all over.

The two women were very obviously murdered by someone and it looked brutal. A struggle must have happened with both of them. The snow around them were disturbed and there were no footprints; it seemed like the two bodies were moved from inside of the forest somewhere.

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Open your eyes...

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Open...

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Please......

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Please don't leave me...

Your eyes shot open wide as you breathed heavily, your chest rising up and down quickly. You couldn't stop stop your rapid breathing as you felt a stinging sensation in your chest and throat, as if you were drowning in a deep pool of cold darkness. Your eyes were looking in every direction as you saw a space like world around you; stars everywhere and a bright light coming up ahead. But you couldn't move. Even when you tried your hardest, you couldn't move as the burning and stinging got worse. You were positioned on your back and looked stiff like a soldier.

Were you dead?

Were you going to go to Heaven?

Was Heaven the bright light?

What's happening? You thought.

no.

No.

NO!

The light was going further away!

You wanted to scream and shout but your mouth wouldn't open and let you at least try to. You were panicking and let yourself watch as the stars and light were leaving and you felt a coldness surround you and it suddenly felt like you were falling!

BAM!

It was all gone. The light. The stars. The horrible stinging and burning feeling you felt. In fact, you didn't even feel pain. You expected yourself to feel the horrible pain of all your wounds but it wasn't there. You attempted to move your fingers. You could move them. You could move your whole body!

Yes!

You could finally move!

But, wait....

"(What?)" You got up quick and put your hands on your knees to help yourself. When you finally stood up, you put your arms out and your legs felt like jelly. You fell but felt no pain. You groaned and looked back and screamed.

It was you.

Well, more like your body. You put a hand on your mouth and shuffled away as you saw your lifeless body lying in the snow and a pool of your own blood. Then you saw Fay. You didn't know how to feel as many different emotions swept your mind. You felt like you were starting to cry but no tears came out and you just sat there, imagining your own salty tears running down your face. You gulped and felt something in your chest as you started to get up and fall back down. You tried a couple more times until you got the hang of it.

Then, you let out a blood curdling scream mixed with sadness, anger and fear. You started to cry with no tears and fell to your knees, heartbroken. You cried and cried and cried. You cried for yourself and cried for Fay. How would her family react? Her mother would probably cry in her husbands arms as he comforted his spouse and her brother would demand who did this to his baby sister. Then came your family.

Your parents would probably scoff and say how much they were disappointed in you and your two younger brothers would probably not care. At least, that's what your vision was. A family who thought you were a burden would be happy you were gone.

You looked at your hands and hiccupped, getting up and wiping them on your bloody dress and looked at them again to only see no blood was on them. The blood was from Fay's body that was tossed at you by...... that bitch Sarah. You growled as anger suddenly overcome you and you stomped over to a tree and punched it. Well, you tried. You went straight though the tree and fell on your stomach. You eyes twitched as you let out an angry yell, pulling on your hair and shaking your head. You did this from about a minute until you calmed yourself down.

And at that moment, you swore, you swore to haunt Sarah. You and Fay's killer.

You swore that you would haunt her and if she had any children, when they were old enough, you would haunt them too and for until the family is no more, you would haunt every generation. Every generation would feel your anger and would feel fear. Even if they thought they were away, they would not escape you.

And that's just what you would do.

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

If anyone is interested in reading it, The Victorian Ghost is a CreepyPasta story I'm working on. (I do have others, but this is the one I'm proud of the most) I am re-writing it, so if you are interested, you can always read that too. Also, please send in requests, my inbox is even emptier than my piggy bank in the shape of a shoe.

Original (DISCONTINUED):

Re-write:

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

CreepyPasta Incorrect Quotes Pt. 7 (ft. some of my OC's)

Ghost (Y/N): Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

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Jeff: There's always that one weak bitch in the group who isn't down with murder.

Jeff: *glares at Liu*

Liu: Well, sorry I have at least some morals!

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*Jane babysitting Sally*

Jane: Do you want something to drink?

Sally: Not really, but I could go for some appy slices right now.

Jane: With a little caramel to dip them in?

Sally: FUCKING OF COURSE I WANT CARAMEL MOM!

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Justin: A mouse!

Bexley, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you!

Mona, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal.

(Y/N), giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.

Quinn: It's Ratatouille!

Bryan: His name's Remi, dumbass.

Justin: I was going to say to just trap it and thrown it out the window... what the hell is wrong with you people?

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Zalgo after getting made fun of by feral (Y/N): Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery. I am going to revoke your life privileges.

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[For a little bit of context, in David Near's The Muorge Files, Danny is Toby's next door neighbor and friend]

Toby: My stomach growled really loud in French.

Toby: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak French. It growled during French class.

Lyra: Bonjour.

Danny: Le growl.

Lyra, now twirling a fake curly mustache: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.

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Hobo Heart: Can I offer you a nice stick in in this trying time?

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Bryan: I swear on Rebecca's fucking wings, I'm the only one here with a braincell.

Mona, Quinn, Grace, Maria, and Hunter, all bowing down: ALL HAIL THE KEEPER OF THE SACRED BRAINCELL!

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Mary (Jane's wife): *yawns*

Jane: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Mary: Then you must be exhausted.

Liu: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

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McDonalds worker: M'am/Sir, please calm down!

(Y/N): I asked for two large fries!

(Y/N): *dumps fries onto counter*

(Y/N): But all they did was give me a million fucking small ones!

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Nurse Ann: If you could guess, how many brain cell do you have?

(Y/N): Dorito's Cool Ranch.

Nurse Ann:...

Nurse Ann: I'm just gonna assume zero for now.

(Y/N): I love that song.

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Zane: *eats a cinnamon roll*

Darragh: Cannibalism.

Zane: *confused chewing noises*

[creepypastasomethingsomething]

CreepyPasta Incorrect Quote Pt. 6

Zalgo: Fool me once, I'm gonna kill you.

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Jane: Liu isn't answering his phone.

(Y/N): I'll call.

Jane: Clockwork and I have both tried six times, what makes you thi-

Liu: Hello?

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E.J : BEN, pass the salt.

BEN *throws Jeff across the table*

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(Y/N): So, what's for dinner?

Toby, looking down at the food he just burnt: Regret

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Masky: Okay, okay, okay! Stop asking me if I'm straight, gay, bi, whatever. I identify as a FUCKING THREAT.

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Masky, about Toby: Apparently, we're getting a new member in the group.

Hoodie: Are we stealing them?

Kate: New or used?

Masky: Wonderful responses, both of you.

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Zalgo, talking to his demon army: Some of you may die, and that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

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(Y/N): I've come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck.

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(Y/N): You now, I'm starting to regret showing you how the blender works.

Hobo Heart, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

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Clockwork: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container.

Sally: The cow???

Jane: Sally, W H Y?

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BEN: Jail is no fun, I'll tell you that much.

Jeff: You've been to fucking jail?

BEN: Once. In Monopoly.

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Jeff: Am I going too far?

Toby: No, no, no, no, no. You went too far about seven hours ago. Now you're going to prison.

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E.J, trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff: Where you guys born AMAB or AFAB.

The Slender Man: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

L.J: I was personally created in a lab.

Zalgo: I just straight up spawned lol.