Creepypasta Lemons

Helen Otis (Bloody Painter) x Reader

(So this was inspired by a roleplay I am currently doing lmao)

It was a truly beautiful day out. The wind gently caressing your face, the trees brushing against each other with the sun shining through them.

You hadn't seen your childhood friend, Helen, in forever. You'd both known each other for about, what, twelve years? Including the time when he had left....Ah, right. Helen had left a long while ago. You still hadn't gotten over it, really. Who would? Probably a lot of people. He probably met someone else between the time he left and now. You'd always look up to Helen, always wanting to make him proud-

Wh-?!  You had gotten caught off-guard once bumping into something...fairly tall.

"Oh- oh shit, I'm so sorry! My mistake, really!" The figure said quickly, apologizing. "No, no, it's..Alright, really. I wasn't paying attention," you murmured quietly, shaking your head. Looking up, you had examined the masked figures...Mask features.

"Well, I feel like I should let you know my name, out of respect. I mean, I bumped into you," the figure laughed- er, well, he laughed, since I could kinda tell from the body features (HHU). "My name is Helen, It was...I guess nice bumping into you, er-..."

"(Y/N)," you said quickly, chuckling sheepishly. "It's (Y/N)," you repeated.

"Huh...Wait...(Y/N), (L/N)?" he asked quietly, examining your facial features. "Uhm ye-"

You felt his large torso being pressed against yours as he embraced you into a tight hug. "Oh...My god, I remember you! I..Actually don't know how but- Shit, I mean I'm really glad to see you again!"

"Oh- wait what? Helen? I..Have so many questions to ask, and...And-" you cut yourself off with a small sob, not even realizing you had been crying. Well then.

"I know...We both need to catch up on things....I know...It's going to be complicated, though," he sighed, shaking his head.

(GAH PART 2 COMING SOON)