The creeps proposing!? Like actually tying the knot. With rings and flowers??? Or maybe not. How does a serial killer even propose!?
Featured creeps: Jeff, BEN, Lj, Toby, Ej, Liu, Helen, Candypop, Jason the toymaker
No canon gender reader, but fem presenting. 'Princess, my lady' used in BEN and Lj's. However in candypop's and Jason is is fem intended due to both being canonly into women.
And it wasn't just any argument. It was the kind that makes you question if the relationship is worth it. You don't even remember why you were arguing, it was that bad. Voices were raised, clothes hanging off, room a mess. One argument led to another, and you made a jab about his commitment. He knows he has a hard time comminting. Not out of laziness but out of fear of losing what he has. So when you said something about it he paused for a split second, before digging around in his hoodie pocket and pulling out something too small to see. "Fucking marry me then. I'll show you commitment." Before you could register the object was coming at you, you quickly caught it. A ring, white with a ruby looking gem. It was insanely beautiful.
How did he get his hands on this. "Thats not a gem. Thats my fucking blood." He said, panting, he looked so agitated but in his posture, his face you could see it. The fear. The panic. The desperation. He was afraid of being rejected. Still in an angry haze, you stuffed it on. "I will. I love it!" You shouted it, voice still shaking with anger but now also, excitement and worry.
He stalked over quickly, grabbing your jaw with his pale leathery fingers. Seconds later he slammed his mouth on yours, immediately pushing his tongue into your mouth. It was a kiss full of anger, it was hot, and very passionate. Jeff was best at showing his feelings through his actions. Your hands came up to pull him closer by the hoodie strings, his other hand cupping the back of your head. "You better. You are not allowed to leave me." He panted against your mouth, his grip on you tightened. "Had...that eyeless bastard create it. Some kind of blood seal crap. And 'm gonna get yours too." He dug in his pocket for his favorite kitchen knife. As he held it your neck the blade shimmered. You swallowed hard but found yourself nodding. He tore off his hoodie fully, grabbing a vial that was tucked beneath it. He slid the blade across your delicate skin, beads of blood instantly bubbling up as he transfered the crimson liquid to the vial. As soon as he got it, he was vibrating with excitement and latched his mouth to the mark, tongue tracing it, collecting the essence. "Mine."
He was being more of clingy than usual. All day every day for the past week he's been practically attached to you. A few days ago you had enough and nearly screamed at him for some space. His ears dropped abd you instantly felt bad but you needed a break. He just glitched away without a word. Since then you've had your peace but the guilt ate at you, you missed his jokes, terrible attempts at flirting, even his murderous glares he gives his victims. Maybe you pushed him too far. Your fear grew more when he told you to come to his room tonight. Through text.
Dread flooded your whole body. What have you done. When you entered his room, it was completely different. There were a bunch of NPC like characters from various Nintendo games, the room looked like a scene straight out of a video game but the scenery was horrifying red. Your eyes snapped up, you saw him in an actual suit of armor. The majors mask partially covered his face while he sat on the curve of the moon from legend of Zelda. Your mouth opened and closed a few times, and he landed right in front of you. He pulled the mask away, a big goofy ass grin plasterd to his face. He then bowed on one knee, grabbing your hand. "Ben what are you doing? Look I'm really sorry about the other day..." you began to apologize, regret pouring out of you but he silenced you by holding a gloved hand up. He then cleared his throat. "Will you, my princess ______ become my queen, and take my bloodied hand in a marriage ceremony?" You thought he was joking but his earnest expression and trembling hand told you otherwise.
He pulled out a shiny green ring from hid helmet and held it up to you like its his newborn son. "This jewel–shit," he fumbled, nearly dropping it before holding it back up. "This emerald will bound us, together, and..." He paused. "Fuck I forgot whats next." He was stuttering over his words, it was so cute. He's such a dork. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his mouth. "I will." The tips of his pointy eare turned red, the rows of his sharp teeth on full display. He glitched like crazy before picking you up and attempting to Disney spin. The NPC's clapped but as glitchy and nervous as he was he toppled over with you in his arms. The room instantly flashed back to his room. You two laid on the bed staring at the fnaf poster on his ceiling. His room. You wouldn't have it any other way.
He has been sneaking around so much lately. Pushing you to your limit. You nearly suspected him of cheating so you went to confront him.
Upon opening the door to his room, you were met with cold darkness. "What the hell!?" You tripped but something long caught you, sitting you in some kind of chair. Then, a spotlight came to the center of thr room where a box lay, you recognize immediately as Jack's box. "Jack come on, what are you doing this isnt funny." As soon as those words left your mouth a voice spoke, "Its a wonderful moment i take upon myself to tell my lady how much she means to my silly clown life." You could hear it clear as day, it was Jack's voice. A few seconds of eerie silence then like a Canon, Jack jumped from his box, monochrome confetti all over the place. You coughed, slapping it out of your face with your hands. "Jack what are you doing?" You narrow your eyes, this felt different then his other surprises. He walked over to you, slow, long arms dragging across the floor due to his hunched posture. "My dearest." He said, smiling so that his sharp teeth and long tongue were visible. It was honestly frightening so you leaned back but he grabbed the back of your chair preventing any further movement.
"This is a human custom. You are a human. I will graciously get down on my knee for you." He chuckled his signature creepy chuckle. Your heart began to pound, was he doing what you think he's doing. Seconds later he got on both his knees, holding out a monochrome ring. "This my sweetheart, is for you." He booped your nose with his claw. "Jack are you asking me to...marry you?" You say quietly, hands gripping the elbow rests on the chair. "I am asking you to spend the rest of eternity with me, my dearest. I am offering you so much more than marriage." He explained, tilting his head. Thats why he's been so weird lately. "I...accept." those two words was all that needed to be said. He began laughing loud and stood up doing some kind of performer twirl. You swore his whole atmosphere changed to rainbow for a second. "Darling dearest, my sweet gumdrop you have no idea how this pleases me." He nodded, grabbing your hand with his sharp claws and sliding the ring down your finger.
Things have been so weird with him lately. Like, 'what are we?' Kinda weird. Like for example a few weeks ago he was pretty distant, hardly any communication at all. Until tonight when you thought it was over he came knocking on your door at midnight. He was still fully dressed, a contrast to your comfortable nightclothes. His hair was a mess, his body twitching all over. His eyes were were displaying so many emotions you thought they were about to change color.
"Toby whats-" you started but he cut across, voice even raspier then usual. "I tried. I tried s-so h-hard." He was panting. He looked so exhausted after saying that, to the point he actually fell to his knees. He snatched you by the waist and pressed his face into your stomach. You let out a small gasp and put one hand on his head, in which he tensed slightly before relaxing against your stomach. He was a shaking mess. "I tried so fucking hard. I tried to stay away from you but you dug your way into my fucked up h-h-heart." His voice was muffled due to being buried in your stomach. "I knew i was getting to close and and I was scared. I was so i was so fucking scared. I needed to see what life was without you again...see if I was ready. It was horrible." He was a babbling mess. "Please marry me." He said quietly. That made you freeze on the spot, did he just...? He pulled back his eyes brimming with actual tears. "Please marry me i don't...I cant imagine not having you in my fucked up life anymore and I dont want to."
You looked right at him, those eyes brimming with desperation, the way his arms felt like steel bands around your waist. "Oh f-f-fuck the ring." He said suddenly, one arm released you while he dug in his jeans pocket and pulled out a metal ring, an orange gem right in the middle. You never thought you'd be proposed to like this, your head spun slightly. Were you sacred? Excited? You couldn't tell but you could tell that he needed this. You slowly nodded and the second you did he yanked your hand down, fumbling while trying to put the ring on. Then he surprised you yet again pressing a kiss to the ring that sat on your finger.
Marriage has been a thing on your mind for awhile now. You feel kinda cheesy about it. But you genuinely want to spend the rest of your life with him. Today you were sitting with him in the living room while he drank black coffee staring off into the abyss. You were reading a book, it was one of those quiet moments, the peaceful kind that made you think, this is what I need in life.
Your eyes drifted from your book, to him. You wondered do demons propose? Would Jack ever marry you? A million thoughts kept flashing through you until he turned to you, startling you. "I can feel you staring. Is there something on your mind?" He asked quietly. You shook your head, a blush spreading across your face as you tried to hide behind your book. He held uo a hand to pull it away. "Liar. Talk to me." For a few moments you were silent, then, "I...was wondering what are your thoughts on marriage?" As soon as you finished talking you regretted it. You clapped your mouth shut feeling horrified. When he didn't respond you clear your throat. "Marriage...with me." His eyeless gaze bore into your face. "Would you like me to marry you? Ever since I became what I am, I learned mating-" his large hand slide down to your stomach. "-was the human equivalent of marriage." His thumb brushed over your belly button.
It felt like fire was pulsing through you. In a flash he was on top of you, tail out and swaying behind him. You let out a small squeal. "If you want a traditional human wedding, just say the word...if you want my version of forever..." He trailed off, hands coming up to grip your wrists above your head, but in a soft almost caressing way. You were burning now, nodding like a bobble head. "Then angel, will you marry me?" He asked, claw trailing down your side. "Yes." You say, almost a whisper.
You were baking in the kitchen, humming to yourself wearing some loose apron. Life with Liu and Sully was far from easy but its had its moments. While stirring you felt warm arms wrap around your torso from behind, and a head fall on your shoulder.
"Hey sweetie." Liu said softly in your ear, evidently exhausted. You looked over your shoulder, "Hey, babe." Your voice was cheerful and affectionate like usual, even though you could sense his distress you knew how to keep the mood comfortable for him. "I love you so much...how you put up with me and my crazy life. Fucked up family and brain." He sighed, hugging you tighter and you hum in response. "I like this life...a lot." He whispers swaying you lightly. "Me too." You responded, laying your head against his chest and shoulders, he shivered. "I'm not easy to get along with..." He continued, his body behind you tensing slightly. "But I don't want you to leave me." You blinked, confused. "Liu what are you talking about? I have no reason to leave you. I need you." When you said that you could feel his heart rate pick up.
"Dammit don't say things like that." He huffed, burying his face in your neck. "Please stay with me." His hands tightened around your waist, sliding down to your stomach. "Of course, why would I ever leave?" Lost, you tried to look at me but all you could see was his messy brown hair. A few seconds later he spun you to face him, green eyes searching yours, the stitches on his face painting his past. He slid to the floor, "_____, please marry me." He said it breathlessly, pulling a dual green silver sing from his shirt. Your jaw dropped, was this seriously happening. A sense of delight flooded through your entire body and you were nodding before saying a word. He looked so relived and starter just pressing wordless kisses to your hand.
He attempted to be normal today.
But nothing ever goes right for Helen.
First he tried to take you to the movies but it made him feel icky being around so many people, the mess, everything. So he tried to take you to the art gallery but the moment he left you alone to use the bathroom you were cornered by creeps and of course he dragged them off and drained them like some vampire. He tried ending the night with a dinner, a fancy open roof diner but it all went wrong. The waiters flirted with you all night, even if you didn't reciprocate, they made jabs at his name for being feminine. And as if it couldn't get worse, it began to rain.
He snapped, grabbing his weapon and just slaughtering everyone there. Sirens were heard in the distance and he was soaked in blood. The rain did little to wash away the evidence of his crime. It plasterd your clothes and hair to your body though. "Darling I tried to be normal." He said suddenly collapsing onto the floor just staring, eyes looking rather dead. You hesitantly walked over, sitting next to him as the sirens got louder. "Its alright. I know." You mutter quietly dropping your head to his shoulder. He gripped his pants, his face twisting into disdain but at his own self. "Do you still want to be with me? Do you still love me even after you see what kind of life you must live?" He whispered, a dejected plea in his voice. You lift your head to look into his eyes, his pale and perfectly structured face that was blood splattered, his cool tones blue eyes. "Its a price I'm willing to pay my love." When you said that he let out a deep breath, digging in his pockets.
"I wanted to make this moment percect, but it seems perfection eludes me today." He pulled out a shimmering blue ring. "_____, my darling. Please marry me." He declared, staring at you so intense your face flushed. You nodded and he gently grabbed your left hand, his touch was so soft for someone who just took a dozen lives. The sirens sounded like they were right below, flashing lights danced across the bloody scene. After he slipped the ring on you went to wipe blood from his lip but he tugged your wrist away and pushing his mouth against yours, his lips felt like they were molded perfectly to fit yours, the taste of the blood making your head spispun. The lights and sirens now blaring. His hand kept hold of your wrist, his other cupping the back of your head.
You never expected marriage from him. He never once thought of it, then again he never did think he'd have a partner either. So as soon as you got with him you already knew not to expect it.
He's known for his surprises
He took you to the underworld, he was a demon after all. You have never been then and quite frankly you never wanted to be. Every demon was interested in your pure soul, and lower creatures literally went blind from your light. He took you to his chamber, after dodging multiple oh his weird family which he promised you, you'll get to meet next time. He sat right on his large multi-colored throne beckoning you to sit on his knee. You stumbled going uo the slippery stairs but of course he held out a gloved hand to catch you. Once seated he leaned back, "We need to talk." Was all he said. Nervously you looked at him, not only was him taking you here weird as fuck but "wanting to talk" wasn't in his vocabulary.
"You are mine." He declared, boredly tracing his nail on the arm of his throne. "Yes, we are in a relationship." You stated the obvious, watching him trace the intricate design. "But you're not really hmm?" He used his finger to turn your jaw, your eyes landing on him. His long blue hair was out of its usual ponytail. It was almost ethereal. "Candy what are you talking about?" You murmured, shuddering under his stare. "It means I must make you my wife." You gaped. "Wife?" You repeated. "Yes wife. You are my person." He grinned wide looking completely terrifying. You blinked multiple times, trying to process everything. "Though demons marry through some kind of ceremony so you will have to take part in this grand thing." He waved a hand. For once he wasn't joking, he was serious. Serious candypop was something you'd never thought you'd live to see.
"Do you accept? Or do I have to take other measures..." his voice grew slightly sinister in which you quickly nodded. "Yes what, yes you accept or yes-" you cut him off. "Yes I accept." He laughed, a creepy laugh. "Just teasing jingles." He quickly kissed your cheek, leaving you a confused but blissful mess.
Today was one of those quiet days, it was raining, you had a sweater tossed on, laptop in your lap. Not at all dressed up, but this was his favorite way to see you.
Jason came home today, a little later and looked immensely satisfied to see you sitting alone and quiet. Usually you'd expect him to enjoy fancy donr ups and dresses. He silently took off his shoes, and walked over. He made sure to clean up before coming home to you. He crouched beside you. "Hey how was work?" You asked not taking your eyes off your screen. You knew of his "work" but thankfully he never went into detail. He grabbed your chin and looked you right in the eyes, thumb subtly stroking your chin. "Something wrong?" You tilt your head in confusion.
"_____. I've been thinking, you mean quite a lot to me." He murmured, taking off his hat, holding it out to you. "You've made me feel safe and wanted despite what I am. You're the only person I can trust with my mind and body." He continued sliding his hand from your chin to hold yours. He brought it to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to your hand. The he grips it tightly. "Will you, marry me? Will you stay with me forever?" He gestures to the hat so you take your free hand and pull out a hand crafted gold ring with emerald and rubies around it. He lifted the hand he's holding and slides the ring on.
"Yes." You say quietly, admiring the ring on your finger, you cant believe this is really happening, you look down to see him staring right back at you, you don't miss the darkness that flashes behind his honey colored eyes. "Wonderful, wonderful my future wife." He murmured, his grip telling of possession, and triumph. He brushes your hair from your face, a tender gesture compared to his terrifying expression right now.
It is the moment you've all been waiting for! My lovely batlings i present to you the proposal. Its long as fuck too omg. Might do the wedding too 👀. Anyway I hope you enjoyed! Let me know your favorite!!!
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