(+Yandere!) Creepypastas x Fem. Readers One-shots! (#Wattys2019) Requests CLOSED

Yandere! The Doll Maker x Fem. Reader

Requested by ClaireFirefly111. Might be inspired.

I dunno if anyone made a one-shot or a fanfic of this guy but I sincerely know nothing about this guy aside from him being fucked up. :)

Y/n's POV
I work as a paranormal in my life with a few partners of mine, Aleila and Mileila. Those two are twins and works as my partners. I volunteered as a paranormal myself because I always love horror, thriller, and ghost stories as a child. And my parents were working as former paranormals beforehand too. What's different here is that my parents are exorcists. Just now my parents discoverred I actually have a Third Eye, allowing me to see ghosts or spirits perfectly and sense their energies. I didn't really mind because I love to interact with the ghosts. My favourite ghosts were Japanese youkais. We would often visit Japan and I'd walk around some areas with my parents and try and befriend any of the ghosts. Mostly it didn't work and forced my parents to exorcise them. I felt sad but I moved on and kept trying. That was me when I was a child. Because of my interests in befriending ghosts, I decided to be a paranormal and follow my parents' footsteps. I wanna pick up where they left off.

We worked at a Paranormal Agency downtown. It was a desserted place because of the creepy atmosphere there. And probably because there's an Occult Museum beside it. The purpose was to keep the haunted objects secured.
Today we had a special mission to the abandoned doll factory near the forest. We are tasked to find leftover objects and perform exorcism to remove spirits from the factory. Aleila is especiallized in exorcism and Mileila is an expert on spirit mediums. While me? I'm very observant so I will help them locate objects and the spirits.
After we prepared ourselves, we immediately head out to the factory that was located.

It was very haunted, no kidding. It looked very dark, pitch black it seems. It looked like any factories but there's a lot of chimneys with different lengths. We smiled and nodded in determination and headed inside.
No joke. The outside looks big, the inside oughtta be the same. We started exploring the machineries. We didn't discover much. Just silence and dust. In hopes of finding more, we decided to split up. As I head to a straight hallway, I saw a figure. He had long black hair and looked very pale. He also had a white T-shirt with black trousers. His back was facing towards me. "Uhm, hello." I called. "Don't worry, we're just investigators. We don't do harm." I added. It seems like to him, my soft voice pleaded him to face me and so he did. He turned to face me. I was slightly surprised that he had a dolls eye on his left eye, and stitched mouth. "You... are not afraid of me...?" he said. I just noticed he was holding a blue haired doll. "Well, I'm a paranormal! I really love to see spooky things. Are you by chance a spirit?" "If I were, what would you do?" "I'll take that as a no. But if you were, guess we'd have no choice but to exorcise you. Pity, really. I'd love to be friends with you! You seem harmless." I exclaimed happily. He was startled and started blushing. "R-really...?" "Yeap! I love making friends with ghosts, but then my parents just keep exorcising them." I said sadly. "Y/n!! We've found pretty much everything we can cover. Found anything?" Aleila faintly said, echoing through the hallways. "Yeah! C'mere, girls!" I said. "Don't worry. You're gonna stay with me." I said, smiling. The footsteps of the girls are finally formed in the midst of silence. "So what did you find?" "Him! Meet him! Say, what's your name? I never got yours." I said. "Y/n, you and your silly obsessions with being friends with spirits." "He ain't a spirit! He's a real man." "Call me The Doll Maker. I am no spirit. But it is quite hard to explain on why am I here and why am I exactly here." he responds gently. "Why did you call us again?" "Just thinking maybe I could introduce you two to my new friend!" I said happily. Aleila sighed at my silliness. "Alright. Let's go back now. Ye comin', bud?" "... If it's okay, alright."

I brought him secretly into my room without my parents knowing. We begin to play and talk to eachother. We've become best friends!

One day...
I came home late after my mission report. It was frustrating and it made me tired. As I unlocked the door and enterred, I was shocked to find my parents dead in front of my doorstep. I may like a lot of gruesome things, but I never hoped for them to be real! There, stood calmly, The Doll Maker with a sewing kit. He was surprised to see me. "D-did... you... do this?" "... I'm sorry. Your parents found me. Besides, they took your friends away, did they not?" "But that don't make me wish for their deaths! I love them!" "Worry no more, they shall be alive so let me do 'fix' them." he said calmly and begin to take the corpses. I don't like the sound of 'fixing' in his definition.

And I was correct.

He stitched their mouths into a smile and replacing their eyes with dolls wax eyes. He gently brushed their hairs and clean the wounds. Then he stitched them together, making them side-hugging eachother. It was horrifying. I couldn't simply call the police in front of a murderer. I woudn't try and ran away, not wanting to know what he'd do to me if he catched me. And if I did call the police, I'd be a suspect. Not many options I could do. He smiled proudly at his work. "Do you not like it, dolly~? A precious gift for my beautiful dolly." he said. I was now genuinely scared. I begin to back away as he slowly approached me. "And we'll be like that, together forever~..."

Killed...
Stitched together...

I am dead...

First time ever using a plot where the main character dies. Awesome, and thank you.