*EDITING* Creepypasta Boyfriend scenarios #2 *COMPLETED*

How You Met

                                                                                  Candy Pop

You wanted friends, but you just couldn't understand why people ignored you or poked fun at your interests. Okay, so you have a fascination with jesters and creepypasta. Don't mistaken you for being a fan-girl, never in a million years. They freak you out and make you angry to no end. You just really hope that they existed and you could meet one even though that would be suicide. People on the internet and on the news have claimed there have been sightings of 'slenderman' and his 'proxies' and the infamous 'jeff the killer'. You'll just role your eyes because it's probably some wanna be creepypasta killer who belongs in an asylum. However, if they do exist...nah, that's crazy talk. But, if they do and you do encounter one you can kiss your sorry ass goodbye, because they are going to kill you. You was sick of t.v. so you turned it off and went to take a walk in the woods. It always calmed you and helped you think about everything. As you got deeper in the forest, you heard voices and as you listened harder, you noticed that it was singing. The lyrics was a little dark "Come little children...I'll take thee away... the time's come to play here in my Garden of Shadows." Garden of shadows? Who wants to be in a garden that's dark and eery? ( I spelled that wrong.) Curiosity won and when you looked in the clearing where you heard the singing, your eyes nearly popped out of your eye sockets. Right there was Candy Pop, a creepypasta you loved, singing to draw people towards him. You went to run but it was too late, he already saw you. He grinned at you and you hauled ass all the way home. It didn't help that you felt as if you was being watched the entire time and when you got home you slammed the door shut and heaved a sigh. You went in the kitchen and guzzled down 3 cups of water. You burped and you felt better. you went back in the living room and you saw a piece of paper and you read it.

"I've thought of not killing you, so see you around Y/N" You knew who this was from and you felt your heart drop
"Well, there goes my state of mind."

                                                                                       Kagekao

It was late at night and you was now walking back home from a midnight stroll. Why in the hell did you decided to come and take a walk when there was no cars, hardly any street lights and a whole bunch of dark alleyways? You have no idea, that's just how your logic works.
"Some logic..." You voiced your thoughts and you began to get nervous by the second as your imagination ran wild. All the shadows casted by the few streetlamps made you feel uneasy and then you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. As you walked towards your home,you heard laughing from behind you
"Kekekekekekeke" You slowly turned around and a few feet away from you underneath a light was someone, a strange one at it. He was wearing a black jacket, and black pants, with a black and white striped scarf. that's not what caught your attention though it was the fact that he had a mask on, half black and half white and there was a smile only on the black side. "Anata ga purei shitai n (do you want to play?) (Correct me if I'm wrong. I just googled the translations XD) Your eyes widen
"No I don't." He looked a little surprised
"Wakarimasuka?" (Do you understand?)
"Yes I do, but I don't speak it." He started laughing.
"I'm Kagekao, we'll meet again Y/N." With that said he laughed again and disappeared in the shadows

                                                                                       Itsy Bitsy

You had Arachnophobia, which was called an 'irrational fear' of spiders and let's just say that, that fear is nothing but irrational! There are plenty of people who are scared of spiders and who wouldn't be! They have eight legs, the better to see you with my dear, plus eight legs to crawl all across everything like nothing. THAT'S SIXTEEN PROBLEMS ALL IN ONE!You don't want to have to deal with that many problems at once, you already have enough issues, so you stayed clear of them at all costs. Anyway, you was just coming home from your job and you were tired. You had to work double today, because one of your lazy ass coworkers decided to bang out today and tomorrow the big bosses are coming to see how everyone works! So you had to work extra, to impress a bunch of people that aren't friendly. Thank God that you are off tomorrow, so you could sleep in. Once you got home you dropped everything and went straight for the shower. You came out and dressed in you pajamas and decided to watch some t.v before deciding to go to bed for the night. It was some lame t.v show and you instantly was bored. you felt yourself going to dream land and right when you were in between reality and dreamy world, you heard music. You listened carefully as a voice was heard and it was saying 'The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout... Down came the rain and washed the spider out... Out came the sun and dried up all the rain... and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again." You began to weird out because you couldn't locate the voice nor the music so you thought at first it was your fear driving you stir crazy. However, you was proven wrong when you heard laughter and in a puff of smoke, a guy appeared in front of you. He had flippy black hair that covered his forehead, with red sharp eyes, and he had a cone shaped nose that was bent and crooked at the end and he was smiling showing two rows of sharp teeth. What caught your attention though was the spider legs sticking out from his back. You inhaled sharply as you heart beat increased. He just stared at you smiling until he spoke
"Would you like to be my spider queen?" You blushed even though you was scared shitless as you shook your head no making him chuckle and look at you evilly "Oh, but Y/N you will be my spider queen whether you like it or not." His voice got deeper and harsher with every word and in a blink of an eye he was gone. You shivered as you stood on wobbly legs and then eventually fainted on the couch from everything that transpired.

                                                                     Jason The Toy Maker

You was very childish for your age. You loved to play with toys and build them and people thought that you were strange. You didn't have any friends, you had acquaintances, but you didn't have any friends. This is why most of the time you are seen looking at toys and making your own in the comfort of your own home. You also like to look at creepypasta, but you just look at it for a good scare and you know they don't exist. Anyway you are walking home from a hardware store, you just bought some crafting tools and nails and bolts so you can make some more toys. You was so excited! You was practically running home in your rush. As soon as you got home, you took everything out and put it on your work table in a second room. You quickly jumped in the shower, because once you start you don't want nothing to stop you or be in your way of your work. Once you came out, you went to your work table and began and then you felt like you weren't alone. You turned around and saw nothing and just shrugged the feeling off as you continued your work. It was late into the night when you felt yourself getting tired. You yawned and then you heard someone chuckle and you turned your head so fast you almost broke it. "Who's there?" Laughter again and the person made himself known and your eyes widen in recognition and total disbelief
"Jason The Toy Maker at your service." He smiled showing sharp teeth as your jaw slacked.
"You can't be real! You're a Creepypasta!" He laughed again as he got closer to you.
"Oh, but Y/N, I am very much real, I wouldn't be standing here if I wasn't." His voice was deep and raspy.
"How do you know my name?!" He laughed again
"That's for me to know, and you to maybe find out." With a wink he disappeared and you promptly slumped over in a faint.

                                                                           The Doll Maker

You loved dolls ever since you were a little girl. You have no idea where your fascination for them originated from, but all you know is that it didn't get you a lot of friends. You see the school that you come from, all the girls are too girly. They are all about gossip, makeup, and boys and at the moment you are not looking for a boyfriend and you doubt that there will be a boy that would even like you. Anyway enough with these morbid thoughts you decided. You had all the supplies you needed to start on your new art work. You were making a doll that looked like the Doll Maker's first victim. In case you don't know this the Doll Maker is a creepypasta that went mad and now he kills people and makes them into beautiful dolls and his first victim's name was Emily Rider. You loved how he made her so you decided to make a replica of her. Call you crazy, but you don't care you are your own person. You then got to work and 3 hours went by and you was almost done when you didn't realize that someone was watching you
"That's beautiful." You slowly turned around with a screwdriver in your hand and you started sweating when you realized just exactly who was there. It was the Doll Maker himself there's no mistaking it.
"Thank you. I'm sure you recognize it." He glanced at it and he just nodded his head.
"Indeed I do.You're pretty good." You just nodded your head and he just stared at you before turning to leave
"I was going to make you beautiful but I'll let you be for now." He left and you didn't turn around to see if he did.