+ Homicidal Liu & Bloody Painter

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How You Meet-

L I U

You were walking down the street, the amber street lamp cast shadows on the pavement you were walking on, the sound of your shoes hitting the concrete added sound to the eerily quiet night. The hum of passing cars cut off your train of thought again. You weren't thinking of anything in particular, just some thoughts coming and going.

A voice abruptly stopped you from walking, "You shouldn't be out here alone— It's dangerous." Your heart thumped in your chest, "W-who's there?" You stuttered, then mentally cursed at yourself because you were planning on sounding less scared than you actually were. "Scared little kitty?" A darker voice asked.

"Sirs?" You questioned, "Actually only one— but two voices." The more demonic voice cut in, "Oh, like split personalities?" The voice chuckled, "Of sorts, yes." He stepped out and a boy with breath-taking green eyes, brown hair with a striped scarf wrapped around his neck.

"I'm Y/N, you are?" You greeted, holding out your hold, "Liu— and Sully." You smiled warmly at him, and he shook your hand, "Hello Liu and Sully." He smiled back, "Well I have to go, hope to see you soon." You stated, walking back off home.

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B L O O D Y            P A I N T E R 

You were painting your favourite artist (Artist Name) (a/n: singer not painter) in the empty art room, you'd usually come here after school to paint or draw because it was quieter than home and here had more resources.

When a man with black messy hair, a white mask on with plain black eyes and a red smile walked in, he wore a blue shirt with a smiley face pin on it. "Um.. Hello?" You said, briefly looking up but then returning your focus back to the art piece in front of you.

"I like your work Y/N." Your eyes widened in shock, "H-how do you know my name?" You gulped, "Your notebook." He bluntly stated, pointing at the book. "Oh." you mentally slapped yourself at your stupidity. "Hey, do you draw?" You asked, he looked at you, grabbed a pencil and some paper.

He started to draw something, occasionally looking up, I went back to my piece. "Tada!" His voice came, holding a piece of paper to reveal a drawing version of me, "It's b-beautiful.." You gasped, "It looks realistic then." Once you realised what this meant your cheeks turned red. He wrote something on the paper and walked out..

For Y/N,
By Helen Otis :)

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When You Meet Again

L I U

You were sitting on a bench, your body shaking. Some people thought it would be funny to beat you and throw you to the ground, so here you were now.

Tears were down your cheeks but you were too shocked to wipe them away.

Too scared.

"Y/N— are you alright?" Liu's voice asked and he sat next to you. "N-no." He patted your back, "What's wrong—  Who do we need to kill?" Liu/Sully asked.

"Some bullies." You sniffled, he growled under his breath but then pulled you in for a hug, setting your cheeks on fire and unbeknownst to you Liu's cheeks too.

"Wait— you said kill? Are you serious?" You asked, stunned, and feeling stupid for only just realising what he said, "No!— Yes!" Liu and Sully answered before having an argument with eachother.

"Hey, it's okay, I wouldn't care if they died, it would make my life easier." (Woah, you wot)

A smirk appeared on his face and he disappeared, but before he went he kissed your cheek, and left a letter in your hand, with his number on it.

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B L O O D Y             P A I N T E R

You had stuck the drawing on your wall, right by your bed, and then your parent/career came in and asked you if you had a boyfriend, "No! (Parent/Career)! That's gross!" They chuckled and walked out.

Then a weird thought popped into your head but you dismissed it and then heard a tapping on your window. You opened it to see a briefcase, your nose scrunched up in confusion as you opened it.

It turned out to be an artist kit. "Helen!" You yelled quietly as he came in through the window, and looked around your room. His mask moved in, signaling a smile, "I like your artwork." He picked up one of your artbooks and starting flicking through, giving you the opportunity to tidy away some things before he saw it...

You picked up the case he gave you and put it aside and grabbed a canvas and placed in onto your easel. What to draw... You pondered before your eyes set on the raven haired boy. "Hey, Helen, come over here." He walked over and his head tilted. "Can you take off your mask please? So I can draw you? Pleaaaaaseee?" You begged, he sighed but reluctantly took it off. Your jaw dropped. He was fucking adorable!

Piercing blue eues, pale skin and a small smile tugging at his lips. He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows and you quickly went to work before you would embaress yourself. You finished the piece and sighed in relief, picked it and showed Helen.

"Oh my god, Y/N! That's amazing!" You blushed, you wrote on it and handed it to him.

To Helen,
By Y/N ;)

He smiled and climbed out the window, your drawing in hand.

What He Thinks Of You - his pov

L I U

She's extremely pretty— hot too. Super accepting of Sully—  Good, I'm fabulous.
She's super nice, shy too which is cute— Liu wants to get Y/N.

Sully shut it!

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B L O O D Y             P A I N T E R

Talented artist, gorgeous, and lovely person in general, I am so happy I met her. Her drawing is up by my bed, and some Creepypastas tease me about it, not that I care, she drew it, that's all that matters to me.

When He Realises He Loves You- his pov again

L I U

Y/N was sat next to me, her (e/c) flicking through a book, "Liu?" She asked, her voice was enchanting, I wanted to hear it more— Even her moans ;)— Sully! My cheeks flushed red, "Yes, Y/N?" I answered quickly, "You alright? You're staring into space.." Her (e/c) gazed into mine.

Shit. I love her.

Well done Sherlock -_-

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B L O O D Y            P A I N T E R

She was painting the night sky that she had taken a picture of. The painting itself was beautiful, but the way she was so focused was even more like art. Why couldn't of I met her earlier? I could be her boyfriend by now! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! I love her. What if one of the Creepypastas find out and kill her?

I won't let that happen.

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A/N: Woah, added two more to this story and I am thinking of adding Dr Smiley too, after I look him up and get to know him better I will.

Goodnight/day!

— tinky-

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