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

Yandere! Bloody Painter (Helen Otis) x Fem. Reader

Requested by SylviaxCandy. Might be inspired.

One of my favourite CPs is shining again? Awesome! :D

Nobody's POV

Helen... 

He loved Y/n so much,

Cared very deeply of her.

He always draw and paint her at every opportunity.

Her soft gentle voice filled his ears and her beautiful self always filled his eyes.

With her kind-hearted, gentle, adorable and shy personality, who could ever resist keeping her for themselves?

Helen and Y/n are bestfriends since junior high school. They met in the art club where Y/n was practicing to paint in the afternoon, with the sun slowly sets. It was his favourite spot to paint so that's why they bumped to eachother. It was that moment the two began to hangout. She was a bit shy and timid towards Helen but she finally warmed up to him. He admired her ever since he saw her for the first time, despite the lack of talent to paint beforehand. He's always there to lend her a hand, supportive and helpful towards her when it comes to artistry. He never gets tired of seeing her. He was very desperate to see her everyday. Always seem to follow her despite his fangirls following him. It's very creepy, almost as if he's addicted to her, obsessive and possesive towards her...

"Hey, Helen?" she spoke softly. He was startled. "Y-yeah?" "What's your favourite colour? I never knew it since the first time we met." she asked curiously, which always look so adorable to Helen. He chuckled lightly and patted her head. "It's the colour red that spoke to me the most." he said calmly. They proceed to continue the chatter.

That was only one of the few moments before their happy days was destroyed.

One time, Y/n visited Helen's house to hangout together. He always forbids Y/n to enter his room for whatever. Which always cast suspicion and curiosity on the young lady. Until that moment her curiosity got the best of her. When Helen went inside his room, she followed him and peek inside through the small gap. She wished she didn't see it. The smell was very awful. Red blood splatterred all over the walls and some sort of corpse can be seen slightly. She gasped silently and hold her vomit. She sneakily went back to the living room. When at that same time Helen returned, she asked him about it, despite the fact it made him knew she saw his room. He just sighed and lied to her, saying it was red paint and a dummy. It was scatterred when he was young. He had a hard life and she knew it. She fell for that lie and hugged him in pity. Although suspicion didn't left so she often dodges him after that, even declining the offer to visit his house again. He fell into the utmost despair he never felt so much. To top it off, Y/n had started talking with another guy. He held a grudge on him and vowed to kill him and protect Y/n in his own arms.

One point, Helen started to follow him and Y/n. He watched every bits of their movements to make sure they didn't do anything 'over'. Whenever he's alone, Helen would beat him up and warn him to stay away from Y/n. It didn't stop him however, in fact, he told Y/n about it but she didn't believe him. Helen was much more begrudging on him than ever. Little did he know, he should know better of what's happening.

"Y/n, I'm gonna need to go to the bathroom. Can you wait here for a bit?" "Oh sure." she smiled and nodded. He left to the bathroom, followed by Helen. She waited near the bathroom entrance while listening to music. After he finished, Helen then stabbed him endlessly, causing a loud thud along with a loud groan. Y/n heard it and rushed to saw Helen in front of the corpse of her friend. "Helen...? What're you doing...?" she said softly as she begin to cry. She was too timid to call for help. He turned around and was very panicked. "I-I could explain so please... listen to me...!" he begged. "You know... why I avoided you, Helen...? I've feelings for you! I can't admit it. My heartbeat goes fast whenever I'm around you so I wanted to ask for help from that friend of mine. He was my classmate I met for a while... and he always give me advices and helped me. I only love you, Helen. I wouldn't abandon you, because my heart tells me to go to you only." she said with a sad, shy smile. The feeling of sadness from losing her friend and the feeling of joy mixed with nervousness from finally confessing her feelings are showed with a smile along with a cry. He was surprised, slightly dumbfounded. He placed his palm on his face, coverring half of it. "I was such an idiot. I'm sorry Y/n." he said. "I forgive you. I suppose now it doesn't matter. Let's just try and dispose of the corpse now." "You want to help me?" "Why not? Aren't we together now?" she said happily. He chuckled and smiled at her. "I love you too, Y/n. So much, in fact." he said as he pulled her close and kissed her gently before disposing of the corpse. Forever, they're not apart.

Dunno if you dislike it or not. I tried. It's pretty cliched if I had to say for myself. Sorry if ya don't like it. I kinda ran out of ideas. :/