Creepypasta x Furry!Reader

Colorful~Bloody Painter~Fluff

((Author Chan: hey guys I never really hear much about the Bloody Painter so I went ahead and did him for the starting chapter. Hope you enjoy and it turns out ok!)

3rd person POV

It was almost winter break. Y/n was in her last class—Art. They were doing their final for the semester. Y/n was painting on a canvas propped up on an easel. Everyday the teacher keep the windows open because of the strong smell of paint.

Bloody Painter POV

She stroked the canvas multiple times with the vibrant blue, making a glorious streak across the white with every swipe. She had her earbuds in and hummed a bit of a song. She had such pretty hair.. I admired her because she was always herself. She didn't care what people thought about her fluffy white ears. Speaking of— aww look they just went back because the teacher caught her with her earbuds in.

"What did I say about the music,
Y/n??" Her teacher had her hands on her hips.

Hehe she got in troubleeee~

"Y yes ma'am." Ooo she's obedient.. She pulled her earbuds out as her teacher walked away. Her ears perked up and twitched slightly. She turned to the window just as I ducked out of sight. Phew.

"Coulda swore I heard something.." She mumbled to herself.

I peeked back inside and she was already turned back to her canvas, and she started humming again, even though her earbuds were out.

RIIIIINNNGGG

The bell rang. Yesssssssssssssss

The teacher spoke as the kids turned in their canvases and got their stuff, "Alright kids! See you all next semester! Merry Christmas!" Of course, most people ignored her and left, but Y/n turned back as she was walking out,

"Bye Miss Speer!" She smiled, showing her fangs, and walked out. She was so cute!~

Y/n POV

"Bye Miss Speer!" I called to her and caught up to my friend. "Hey Rosey."

She turned, "Hey Y/n! How was the art final?"

"Eh." I shrugged as we finally got to the front doors. We stepped out and I gasped slightly as the sharp cold air hit me, my ears going back and my tail wrapping around my thigh.

Rosey laughed, "You ok?"

"Y yeah." I said.

~Timeskip brought to you by the Slenderbrothers~

I yelled a goodbye to Rosey over my shoulder as I stepped up onto my porch. "What the.." I found a canvas propped against my door with a big red bow on it and a folded card tucked under the canvas. "Um ok then" I mumbled as I heaved my backpack down and crouched and picked the pure white card up. My tail swayed as I opened it and read, "I know you love to paint, colorful~ -BP :)" I picked the canvas up and looked over my shoulder, making sure I wasn't being followed. Thankfully there was no one.

I shoved my free hand into my pocket and retrieved the keys. I unlocked my door and flung my bag in and walked in, shutting it behind me. "Huh. Maybe it's someone in my art class."

I turned and looked up at a face of a tall figure standing over me. He had a pure white mask with two pitch black soulless eyes and a blood red smile that was dripping as if he was actuallly bleeding.

I was dormant for a second, but then realization slowly poured into my mind, making my eyes widen little by little.

Bloody Painter POV

"U UM HOW I WHAT THE" She shrieked and I smacked my hand over her mouth.

"Shhh.." I leaned over her. "I've been watching you, Y/n." I pulled my hand off.

"Uh that's creepy." She blurted sarcastically.

I sighed. Sure.

I shoved her to the wall and tilted my head creepily. Now her eyes widened more and she looked away and blushed slightly, her ears falling adorably.

Why is she blushing? She supposed to be scared. "Why are you blushing?" I questioned her.

"I I've never been this close t to a guy in my life.." Her blush slightly increased as her tail curled a little.

"Your adorable." I purred. I saw her shiver slightly. "I might just kill you slowly~" I smirked, but.. she started to reach up to my mask. "Wh what're you doing.." You could hear my voice tremble slightly.

"I want to see your face if your going to kill me."

"I I"

She finally reached my mask and pushed it up slightly.

Y/n POV

I touched his mask and slid it up slowly, revealing his bright blue eyes and hot dark hair.

"Y/n.." He mumbled.

"D.. Does that mean you won't kill me, Painter..?" I looked up into his baby blue eyes daringly.

He peered down at me, and leaned closer to my face. "I .. I've never met anyone like you.." He closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly as he pressed his lips to mine.

I closed my eyes and I felt the already present butterflies in my stomach multiply. Who thought a creepy pasta like his guy could be such a great kisser? And one I don't even know, at that.

((Author Chan: I think I did pretty good (\(owo)/) Heh see u guys next chapter

Till next time

Muah

~CK