Creepypasta Oneshots/Preferences

When You Meet Again

J E F F

You sat on a park bench, a sigh escaped your lips, the exhalation breath swirls in the night air and moonlight. A hoodie on your body, your hands shoved into your pocket and (Favourite band) playing in your earphones. You heard a rustle and turned around to see no one, but when you turned round you saw black hair and a pale face. "Nice to see you again, Y/N." The dark voice said, his cut in smile stretched a bit more as he smiled properly and sat next to you on the bench.

"Hello Jeff, it's been a few years before our encounter a few days ago.." you mumbled, "Why didn't you try to contact me?"  You mumbled, kicking the dirt with your shoe. "I've been busy." His raspy voice answered, and I felt his gaze at the back of my head, piercing into me.

Awkward silence covered the air, you could almost cut the tension with scissors.

"Oh." Was all you said, "Y/N, can I get your number so I can contact you?" Jeff asked, shuffling his feet. "Sure." You replied and added your contact into his phone. "There you go." You smiled. "Y/N, I missed you." He blushed, not that you could see, it was far too dark, "I missed you too Jeff." You hugged him and snuggled into his chest a bit. He shuffled around a bit and he took back his phone, and disappeared into the forests behind you. "Bye Y/N!" he called, "Bye Jeff!" You waved bye.

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B E N

You were playing a game on your DS, it wasn't too great but you just wanted to finish it, you were nibbling on some snacks that sat beside you on a large sofa in the living room.

Your DS started to shake and then a glitched voice groaned and muttered, "I'll use the TV instead," with that, your TV switched on to static and a high screeching noise. When a pale hand stretched out and so did the rest of the body, "Hello Y/N." Ben smiled, "Hi Ben." I replied, smiling a bit, not moving from my seat on the sofa.

He sat down next to me and looked at my DS which had Legend Of Zelda, along with a few other games stickers all over the front of the console. Ben chuckled, "You like Zelda, huh?" He smirked.

"Uh, no." You reached over to the lamp which brightened the whole room, to display posters, cushions and other stuff. His jaw dropped, "My room has more stuff—" He smirked, "Trying to get me into your room alright, tch tch Y/N." he teased, your cheeks burnt and turned crimson.

"T-that's not what I meant!" You hit him lightly over the head, "But I want to see your room." He nodded and you led him to your room and switched on the light, "Sweet Zalgo..." he muttered, his eyes inspecting the room which was full of Zelda merch. You giggled awkwardly, "Video games?" You asked, "Sure." He replied, smiling widely as you retreated downstairs.

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E Y E L E S S         J A C K

You sat by your window again, wondering if the strange blue mask boy will return for your liver. As if on queue a tap was heard on your window and the boy was there, but this time you couldn't see a scalpel, "Evening, 'Eyeless Jack'."  You smirked, "Evening Y/N, can you be my eyes and describe the night?" He asked, "Of course." I smiled, and studied the night sky, "Purple, blue, midnight blue swirls in the background and twinkling stars in front and in the foreground the moon- shinning with all its might.

"Thank you Y/N, that was nicely described." You could hear the smile in his voice.

"Have you returned for my liver?" You asked out of the blue, "At first, yes, but after a while I thought about it and your liver would probably taste gross." He cringed and you giggled lightly. "Okay Jack, the real reason?" You chuckled as he stammered over his words.