Creepypastapie753

((Song that goes with this is in the description)) It warmed his inky black heart whenever he brought you here. He'd see you, looking so content and happy and he'd smile. The clown's grin grew when around you, he wanted to make you happy. Mainly so he could see your otherwise bleak face transform into something so sugary sweet, lovely yet addictive it'd put his hard candy to shame. In other words: He fell in love with a soft smile and a sunny voice. You too, fell hard and fast for the black and white joker. You both felt it, both loved each other. You never said it. But you felt it. After all, Isn't that what love is about? You and him sp

((Song that goes with this is in the description)) He stood, hidden in the trees a little ways away from the graveyard. He could just about see your funeral, a few people, family members and friends were crying. They had the ceremony outside see, he didn't know why, maybe someone requested it, he had no clue. It didn't matter anyway it was a trivial thing. He put a hand on the tree, he watched as your guardian sobbed silently as they sat down on the small chair. A friend of yours gritted their teeth and squeezed there eyes shut, as if in pain. Another friend appeared to lean over and hug them a little, a very futile way to try to take the

((Song that goes with this is in the description)) He couldn't remember it very well, it always seemed cloudy and hazy in his psychopathic mind. Thoughts and images tended to swirl around like a storm inside his brain. He had always been rather heartless too, which was ironic as he ate kidneys. Only the occasional heart. You, were the one who looked after your beautiful monster. You, that one weird strange girl yet, who seemed so normal looking and plain. You tucked him under your large motherly wing, eventually falling for him hard and fast. And boy, did that fall hurt. He was hard, so so very hard to love, he had violent mood swings, and

Chapter 6: ~Laughing Jack's P.o.V~ I carried (Y/N) in my arms, quickly escaping the burning house and going to the forest. I still could here Kenny scream. I laid down (Y/N) gently on the ground. "What about the tall guy? Will he be ok?" she wondered. "Slenderman? He knows what he's doing" I explained.. "Now, stay here. I'll be looking for a safe place for you. Don't move and wait for Slendy." Laughing Jack left you alone in the middle of the forest. You groaned as you lifted your jeans and see a burned mark on your ankle from when Kenny dragged you to flames. "What's going on here? " you thought. You heard a strange sound happening in

You were babysitting your little brother for the weekend while your parents were on a second honeymoon, and you see your little brother in the living room playing video games. But he was playing in multiplayer; the other control was next to him without being played. "Kenny... were you waiting for me to play with you?" you wondered. He looked at you like he had seen a ghost and kept quiet for a minute. "No, (y/n). I'm playing with Laughing Jack, my new friend." You smiled at your brother "Alright, well, Dinner's ready. Wash your hands, Kenny" "Can Laughing Jack have dinner with us?" he asked excited. You stopped for a moment "Well... Laug

   Jeff whistled as he walked through the woods. His knife in the pocket of his hoodie ,sharp and ready to kill.    He heard a rustle in the bushes. "Stupid squirrel. "He thought and kept walking.   Another rustle.  This time he felt annoyed. He picked up a rick and threw it as hard as he could at the area the noise had come from.   It hit the ground with a thud, making Jeff feel satisfied.   Then another rustle. This time closer to him.  He pulled out his knife, daring anyone to fuck with him. "Come out and show yourself, you coward."   Silence.  Jeff turned back towards the direction of the manor,  only to be pinned to the g

You sat on the sofa at your boyfriend, Dirk Strider’s, house; and watched as he was currently trying to cuddle his little brother, Dave. But he wasn't having it. You watched his failed attempts to tell how cute Dave was, but her just simply ignored him. “Dave you’re so cute.~” Dirk cooed at the 4 year old. “Bo you are crazy.” Dave simply replied. You smiled at the pair. Dave was so adorable and cute, you thought you might squeal out in glee, from his cuteness. His voice was just so adorable, how he said “Bo” instead of “Bro”. “You are so adorable!” “Bo stop it.

....Dave. Oh dear god. My cool, and secretly loving rapper is now a... Baby. I picked him up, and watched as his shades fell to the table, too big to fit him. His red eyes locked on me, and his hands clenched and unclenched as he reached for me. I held him like you would a normal baby, and gently patted his back as I hummed to him. He softly gurgled, snuggling into me. He let out a cute little yawn, and his little nose tickled my collarbone. I held in my giggle, and made my way slowly to our bedroom. I went over to the baby bed Dave and I had set up about a month ago, and sat him down in it on his back. I covered him up, and watched as he snu