#Creepy character

[bruhhxiao]

Does it hurt?

(Sfw)

Sal Fisher x gn!reader

! Warnings: older(adult) Sal fisher, self doubt, no Y/N used, English is not my first language!

Summary: You and Sal have been into each other for a while now but non of you two confessed your feelings. You two are laying on his bed after the party that Larry hosted in their now shared apartment.

(I toke this picture on Pinterest but I’m pretty sure it’s from> makichoali on Tumblr)

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You were laying on his bed after the party since no one seemed to pick up the phone and come get you Larry offered to stay over, but the most surprising thing is that Sal offered to shared the bed.

You knew some of his past, Larry has told you, it didn’t came by itself you asked him about Sal after the rumors you heard in school and you grew older without the need to hear it from him, you knew it hurt.

You sat on the edge of the bed when the door was suddenly opened by Sal, he was shirtless for a few seconds before he grabbed a clean t-shirt from his closet and wore it without paying attention to you, he passed some clothes to you as well.

“The bathroom is free” he said simply, you toke the clothes thanking him and head to the bathroom after.

When you returned there was no sign of him, just a pillow missing from the bed, you sat on the soft mattress just to find out he was laying on the floor on the left side of the bed. You leaned over to the end of the left side of the bed.

“Sal what are you doing?”

“You can take the bed, the couch it’s pretty messed up and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He said without even turning around.

“I’m not uncomfortable, please come lay on the bed. I’ll turn around if it bothers you”

“I’m not bothered by you”

He sits moving the blanket a little and he crosses his legs while his feet play under the fabric,

“When I was younger… they told you already, didn’t they?”

“Yes, yes Larry told me don’t get mad at him, i’m the one who asked”

He stood up and he brought his hands behind his head, you only realized when you heard the sound of the mask hooks opening. His face was covered by his long electric blue hair as he looked down, he wasn’t too skinny, he had some muscle on the biceps, probably from playing the electric guitar.

He managed to sit down without showing his face, he took some cream to heal the scars from the nightstand next to the bed, he didn't need it since the accident was quite a while ago, maybe he used it to hydrate his skin and make it less rough? or perhaps he hoped that by applying it over time they would become less noticeable.

The smell of medicine coming from the cream woke you up from your thoughts. He put the cream down where he got it from. You could see through his hair the area of ​​his cheek with some loose cream on it.

You caressed the ruined skin with your right hand, you felt him jolt under your touch, you did also. “Does it hurt?”

When you asked if your touch hurt him he denied but you didn’t expect him to turn around, he was incredibly handsome, his blue eye looked like the clear sky, the scar from his right eye to the chin looked like a lightning, the right side of the mouth torn wasn’t scary at all…

“You’re disgusted? You’re scared?”

He says as he notices you freezing as you examined his face, he turns his head looking down while trying to avoid your hand touching his face.

“I like you.” You said firmly but you could feel the hot tears making their way in your eyes.

He was the one froze after your confession. You saw how his shoulders tensed up and his fists clenching on his pajama pants. He shove his head.

“Do you? Or you just pity me?”

“I don’t, I truly like you” you said sounding like you were about to soffocate by the felling of your heart in your throat.

“You shouldn’t, what are you going to do when they start talking of you liking a monster like me? I’ve done a lot of bad things, your reputation will be ruined”

“You’re not a monster to me..”

You said cupping his right cheek making him turn back to you, you leaned closer to the point he would feel the warm sensation of your lips on his cheek. He dried your tears with his thumb, your hand travelled to his cheek to the nape of his neck pulling him into your embrace. You sat on your knees while your left hand strokes his hair.

“You feel just like her, when she hugged me..”

“But I don’t want to see you as my mother. I want to live it with you” he continued.

“I like you a lot. You never gave me a second look when we first met, you never tried to make up assumptions about my past, you never saw me like a monster. They way you call me or they way you wave at me after our hang out with the others.” He wrapped his arms around you, his face snuggling in your neck.

You push him slightly away.

“Sal it’s 3 a.m we should rest.”

You lay down so he does, next to you on his pillow he grabbed from the floor. You two were facing each other, he dried you tears once again. He rested his left hand on your waist as you caressed left side of his face.

“You know you’re very handsome..”

“to you..”

“to me. Maybe for someone else too but I’m lucky to tell you tonight”

“I heard from Ashely you asked Larry to give you some guitar lessons..”

“true”

“Can I teach you?” He moves closer to you, your foreheads almost touching.

“I would love that…”

Your imagination of Sal teaching you how to play a guitar was interrupted by Sal himself, his lips pressed against yours. His left hand leaves your waist and rests against your neck as he pulls you closer, the kiss was slow but passionate, his touch was firm but delicate. He could hear your heart beat so you did with his.

He pushed you so close to the point he got on top, his hands seeking yours. intertwine his fingers with yours. He broke the kiss a few seconds later. He presses his forehead against yours, you could feel his breath shaking.

“I don’t want to hurt you..”

“You didn’t hurt me, Sal”

He kisses the beige of your nose and he lays next to you, you turn on your left side so you could face him, your leg under his and his leg under yours. His arms wrap around you and you can feel is long fingers tightening the fabric of the t-shirt he gave you like he didn’t want you to go. His breath calming down slowly, you press your forehead against his like it’s a safe signal between you two.

The next morning you wake up past 10 am. You felt the fresh air against your stomach, since the t-shirt was slightly showing a bit of skin, and your legs as well; next time ask Sal for longer pants. Thinking of Sal you open your eyes only to be blinded by the light from the window he opened to change the airflow, you spot Sal sitting with his back against the headboard of the bed while he was playing with his gear boy. You notice he wasn’t wearing his prosthesis.

You push yourself up with your arm as your rubber your eyes with the right hand.

“morning” he says

His always always so calm, the same tone but heartwarming the same time. He places the gear boy on the night stand and balances himself on his elbow just like you.

“Are you down for the first guitar lesson? But I think breakfast first sounds good for you.”

You smile at him and he kisses your forehead after. He gets up and grabs a hoodie for you.

“To be honest, you’ll hate my cooking skills”

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Heloo since it’s October and my favorite streamer is currently playing Sally face, I asked myself “why don’t I write for my childhood crush?” Yes y’all he is still today, well not gonna lie I have a weakness for creepy characters :3.

Hope you enjoyed and remember English is not my first language so don’t make me cry okay 😜. Have a good day/night. And my requests are open but it might take a while since I write for them because I got a chaotic busy life, sending a lot of love byeeee<3

[arielbonestrike]

Laudna is sweet, gentle and occasionally horrifying.

She is played by Marisha Ray on Critical Role's third campaign.

Based on the original character art by @agarthanguide

[atarsyomelonlo]

“That’s awesome hypocrisy”

ありがた迷惑って話です。

[potatothemouse]

I know I said I’d wait until Halloween but I couldn’t resist I just love the contrast between the two pictures

[25-kopeek]

Meet my another character Alan! Just a very shy, gentle and caring boy...

Btw since Adam is a dog (idk in what way, i still can't choose. maybe i should make him a dog boy, like a hybrid, or he'll just have such personality.), Alan is a sneaky- I mean a sweet white snake.

[pueppielein]

Find another character being so cute and menacing.

I was scared of that drawing. Really. 😈😵

[adventuretimeaddict]

this is one of my characters! Her name is Malorie and she’s based off of Fran Bow :D

[pancakesr4theweak]

I just drew the BEST CHARACTER E V E R!1!1!1 FOR THE ONE AND ONLY @/videotom ON ART FIGHT!!

⚠️THIS IS NOT MY CHARACTER!!⚠️

⚠️DO NOT REPOST, OR TRACE MY WORK.⚠️

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[inkunodesupoddo]

redrawing of old art, I miss my computer :")

[pizzadawgs]

My favorite character design EVER

It looks like something straight out of a horror game. I love the fake eyes, it's such a creepy and cool concept.

(not my art)

[arielbonestrike]

Laudna, from @criticalrole campaign 3

She is 100% horror, but also 100% love.

Not everything creepy is bad!

Laudna is played by #marisharay

Based on the original character art by @agarthanguide

[dismaster18]

Little skecth of one por soul and doll face

Poor thing he Is not gonna suevive after this.

[potatothemouse]

an attack I did for @helixphobia I really liked the characters eyes

[25-kopeek]

"Do you like it, Master?"

[silverdragon-imagines-blog]

The Lost Woods - Chapter 6 - "Sleepyhead"

Finally after a lot of years, I have updated this fic. Here's hoping it still fits with the rest of the fic lol.

Warning(s): minor blood and injury, death threats, some creepiness

Read it on AO3

At first, he thought he heard the sweet sounds of harp strings far off in the woods. It confused him, this wasn't his era, and no one except for the other heroes and himself had been able to travel through the dark portals. But why, then, did it sound like someone was playing the harp? He walked toward it, his heart telling him it must be his Zelda, his sun, but his mind only questioned how real that could be. 

He entered a clearing, pushing past branches until he saw a soft glow. 

"Zelda?" he called out, only to hear laughter. He couldn't place it at first, but as he approached, fear gripped him, forcing him to dodge as a blade swung where he had been standing.

"Oh, sky child, how I have missed you."

The blood drained from his face at the voice that was so familiar and terrifying. He saw Ghirahim smiling wide as he met Sky's eyes.

"What's wrong, hero? Are you so happy to see me again that you've lost the ability to speak?"

Sky unsheathed the Master Sword, swiping at Ghirahim only for the demon to jump out of the way.

"Now, that wasn't very nice. Didn't your goddess teach you any manners?"

"Wh-why are you here? I killed you when I defeated your master."

Ghirahim laughed, his body shaking with the force of the noise, sending shivers down Sky's back and his hair standing on end. There was only a second to react as Ghirahim charged forward, sword pointed horizontally to skewer Sky through the chest. The hero barely rolled out of the way, feeling the air displaced by the other's blade. 

"Oh, how I've missed your idiotic prattle sky child. I'd think it was obvious why I am here," Ghirahim chuckled, turning and flipping his sword around, "I'm here to finish what I started all those years ago. I want to hear your tortured screams as I finally watch the light fade from your eyes."

Sky held his shield out, sword at the ready, and Ghirahim laughed.

"How cute that you think you can change your destined demise by my hands."

The demon rushed forward, slashing at Sky and connecting with the Master Sword Sky held. They were at a stalemate, neither willing to back down from the clash nor give the enemy a chance to retaliate. Sky grits his teeth as Ghirahim smiles, pointing his tongue at the hero. Sky recoiled, jumping back as Ghirahim did the same. 

"Those heroes you travel with, sky child, I do hope they bring more of a challenge than you." Ghirahim smiled with a dreamy-sounding sigh, "Especially that Captain of yours. He's always had such delicious screams. I'm sure the screams of those heroes would be music to my ears."

Sky held his sword with a white-knuckled grip, anger and fear burning through his veins.

"How do you know him? He's far into our future," he glared, willing his voice and body not to shake with the knowledge that his foe had harmed one of his brothers.

Ghirahim shook his head, smiling as he started to circle Sky.

"Ah, so he hasn't shared, then? Such a pity. It was such a wonderful time we had together back then," Ghirahim twirled his sword in his hands, moving it back to point his blade at Sky, "Turning his men against him was great thinking on my part, such fun to watch the ensuing bloodbath as he ran to guess who was a friend and who was a foe."

Ghirahim smiled wider as he stood still behind the hero, Sky holding his sword out, readying for a possible attack.

"I wonder if such simple mind tricks would work on those heroes. Watching as you all tear each other apart, piece by goddess-damned piece. It would be a suitable fate for you after all the agony you have caused me."

"You will not touch them!" Sky screamed, rushing forward to slash at Ghirahim, only for the sword spirit to vanish in a cloud of diamonds. 

Sky felt the blade at his back and froze, Ghirahim laughing as he pressed the tip of his sword against the hero's back. Sky felt his anger fade into fear and could almost hear how Ghirahim knew he had him pinned and couldn't fight back.

"It's amusing that you still believe you can stop me, stupid sky child. You had your little victory, but now? You've gotten soft. You can't win against me anymore. I will kill those heroes right before your eyes as you watch on, completely powerless to stop me."

Sky could feel himself tremble, his eyes filling with tears as he realized he couldn't win against Ghirahim, not alone. Not anymore. Sky heard something coming closer, the rustling of leaves and branches as heavy feet echoed. 

"Oh? Well, I wonder who that could be. Hmm, maybe I'll get to start early then."

Sky felt the blade leave his back, yet he couldn't move when the sound of footsteps stopped behind him.

"Sky? You okay?"

Sky flinched, turning to see Legend looking at him with worry evident in his gaze, but Sky could only watch as Ghirahim smiled wide, stalking closer to Legend, utterly unaware of the danger he was in.

"Legend? You need to move now!"

Legend jumped as Ghirahim stepped behind him, drawing his blade only to duck a wide slash. Legend stood before Sky, sword and shield raised and ready for a fight. Sky's voice was stuck in his throat, unable to make a sound beyond forcing his lungs to breathe. Yet Legend didn't seem to see as Ghirahim grabbed the top of his shield, yanking him forward and forcing him to turn around to face Sky. Sky held the Master Sword at the ready, glaring at Ghirahim as he had his blade at Legend's throat. 

"And so the heroes start to fall one by one," Ghirahim grinned.

"Over my dead body, let him go!" Sky shouted, raising his sword to run the demon through.

"Oh, but where would be the fun in that? No, I think I'd rather see you begging me to spare this one," Ghirahim started laughing, teasing Sky as he pressed the blade flush against Legend's neck until a bead of blood began to drip from the new wound.

"Sky? What's going on?"

Sky could hear Legend's voice tremble ever so slightly and the uncertainty in his gaze. Sky breathed, trying to shut out the laughter, and then he rushed forward.

"STOP!"

Sky flinched, dropping his sword and whipping around to see who had shouted. Legend yelped as he fell behind him, and Sky turned to see Ghirahim was no longer there. Or was he even there to begin with?

"Oh, thank the three. I found you two!" The voice yelled again, this time with Hyrule stepping out of the bushes, looking out of breath.

"What happened?" Sky questioned, helping Legend stand up as he checked to see that the wound wasn't even there.

"An illusion," Time stepped into view, Twilight, Warriors, and Four standing behind him, "we all saw things as well, though what we saw seems to differ."

"I can attest to that," Legend spoke, rubbing at his neck where the blade had been, "I saw people from my past, but then I ran into Sky and saw nothing at all. I could feel it, though."

"So the illusions are aimed at one person but can affect others? Interesting," Four mumbled.

"In any case," Hyrule said, "I'm glad I got to you both before something bad happened. Twilight saw whatever was doing this, but it ran away soon after. Hopefully, we catch up to it before something bad happens to the rest."

Sky nodded, looking at Legend and only seeing his fellow hero on the ground, dead. Either by his hand or by Ghirahim's, the image sent a shiver down his spine. He shook his head, turning away from Legend to meet Hyrule's worried gaze.

"Yeah, hopefully, we can."

[anvlumn]

draw something creepy a few weeks before the New Year... why not?