Candyman waking you from an intense nightmare.

(For anon)

Although Candyman didn’t sleep, he enjoyed laying beside you while you were off in the land of dreams. He wouldn’t stay all night, of course. He’d come and go; doing what he needed and returning to check on you periodically.

He could always tell when you were lost in a dream. He could see it in the way you’d move ever so slightly; or the way you’d almost speak in your unconsciousness. He wished he could peer into your mind to see what it was. He hadn’t had a dream of his own in so long. What a treat that would be. Alas...

Sometimes dreams weren’t so sweet. Sometimes twisted visions plagued your subconscious, causing the frightful restless sleep brought on by a nightmare. Candyman couldn’t tell right away that that’s what was happening. It took a while for it to build up enough. You started to toss and turn as if you were battling an unseen monster. He sat beside you, placing his hand against your cheek. Your brow was furrowed and your breathing grew rapid.

“Y/N... Y/N, you must wake up...” He spoke to you gently, running his hand through your hair and lightly shaking your shoulder. Once you were awake, you were clearly disoriented. He moved closer, reaching out to hold onto you. “It was only a dream...”

Candyman caring for you during a dizzy/fainting spell due to your low blood sugar.

(For anon)

Given that he was a murderous entity, Candyman was quite caring with his most beloved; you. He took care to make sure you were safe, happy, and comfortable as much as he was able to. He wanted to ease any illness or suffering you endured. 

When he first learned of your blood sugar condition, he was worried that you may injure yourself if you fainted. He didn’t panic at the news, but he was concerned. 

“You must care for yourself when I am not here to care for you..” 

Being able to teleport and summoning Candyman.

(For anon)

After hearing about the legend of Candyman, you became curious about the phenomenon. It was all through accounts of people who had a friend of a friend or them hearing about it indirectly. Of course, it didn’t help that the rumor was if you met him, he would kill you.

You were curious about how true it was. Could there actually be an entity that was summoned by reciting its name, only for him to murder you on sight? What was the purpose of summoning him then? 

Since you had a fail-safe, you decided to see if it was true or not. If it wasn’t, no harm done. If it were, you could leave.

“Candyman... Candyman... Candyman...Candyman... Candyman...”

For a moment everything was eerily quiet. Then you felt another presence there. You weren’t alone. His reflection in your mirror confirmed that the rumor was true, and before he could do anything, you teleported from the spot and far away.

Candyman himself was perplexed. He had been summoned, and now the summoner was gone. What sort of trickery was this? How had you done this? He searched around for you for a while, in case you hadn’t gone far. When he realized you had left him alone in your home, he became amused.

Candyman vowing to protect you.

(Female Reader)

(For vivis-ghost-wife)

You didn’t know why you did it; why you spoke his name into the mirror. Perhaps you were trying to escape - to be free? Once, twice, a third time. You were just so tired. Four... Five... It couldn’t be real. He couldn’t be real. But if he were, then you could finally rest.

“Candyman...”

In the woman before him, Candyman saw sadness and pain in many forms. She wasn’t grinning like many who’d called him before. There was no amusement in her expression. When she looked at him, it was with defeat in her eyes. Her cheeks were red and stained with tears. Never had he been greeted like this.

She looked to him expectantly, and he understood what she wanted from him. It wasn’t death she was seeking, it was deliverance from her torment.

“What blood must be spilled for you?”

If you told him of your sorrows, carnage was certain to follow. But in its wake you could begin to heal. He awaited your answer until you were finally ready to give it.