Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

When He's Injured And Panics

Slenderman: (Y/n) tried to keep up with Slenderman, as he kept teleporting to different parts of her house. She couldn't tell if he was doing it accidentally or purposely, but she knew he was in a blind panic. He shown up out of the blue with a long slash across his chest, a black liquid pouring from it. This had alarmed (Y/n ) quite a bit, but she couldn't help the injured Slenderman until she caught him.

After a few more minutes of chasing, he suddenly teleported in front of her, causing them to crash into one another. This seemed to put the faceless fiend in enough of a shock for (Y/n) to recover and grab onto his arms. Which meant even if he were to teleport again, she'd just go with him.

"Slender," she said firmly, "I know this isn't exactly a casual experience, for human or monster I guess, but I need you to stay still so I can look."

Whether he was still in shock or complying she still didn't know. That was one of the problems with having a faceless boyfriend. You can't even pretend you know what he's thinking, though he has made it clear quite frequently that he could read her thoughts easy.

"It doesn't look bad, but I need to get a lot of first aid kit items. Now stay."
She pointed a finger as she said the last sentence, as if commanding a dog. She kept her gaze and finger aimed at him until she had to turn the corner. When she did though, she heard a distinctive crack/pop/static noise just as she grabbed the first aid kit she had waiting. She couldn't help the aggravated yell that came through her gritted teeth. She tried to calm herself though when she heard the sound again from behind.
She immediately turned and rushed to Slenderman, and forced him to sit on the floor so she could actually work on his chest. For a monster feared by children and adults alike, there were times you swore he just hoped out of some OOC fanfic.

BEN Drowned: I'm gonna give you a hint to this one in the form of a question. Why's BEN called BEN Drowned?

To recap on the past ten minutes, (Y/n) had filled the tub with water, but had left it to go answer the front door. BEN had came into reality from her phone, which (Y/n) had left in the bathroom. He went to leave the bathroom, but tripped over a discarded towel. Somehow he fell in just the right way that he landed in the tub and hit his head. When (Y/n) had reentered the bathroom, she found an unconscious BEN with his head underwater. As she reached to pull him out, his eyes shot open and he begun screaming as he came up.(Y/n) had tried to calm him, but found it difficult as he kept screaming. She realized she couldn't do anything while he was soaking wet, so had grabbed the same discarded towel he had slipped on to wrap around him. She then grabbed a second towel, and slipped BEN's hat off to dry his hair.
BEN had calmed some as she continued to dry him, though he was shivering and mumbling under his breath. (Y/n) tried to listen to what he was saying and caught the same words being repeated.

"I'm drowning. I'm drowning. I'm drowning. I'm drowning. I'm drowning."

"You're not drowning BEN, you're okay. I got you."

Tails Doll: How do you harm a doll? You tear it. This was the case when (Y/n)'s younger cousins had come to visit. One had begun wandering the house whilst (Y/n) was preoccupied with the youngest who was pitching a tantrum. Sadly, Tails Doll had decided the best way to hide from the curious six year old was to turn into doll form.

When the child had entered (Y/n)'s bedroom, they look around and even crawled up on the bed and began jumping on it. From the bounces, a few stray items fell from the bed. Pillows, a jacket, a candy wrapper, and Tails. This caught the child's attention immediately.

Crawling off the bed, they grabbed Tails with a smiling face. They began to play with the monsterous doll, unaware of what it was. Now, what usually happens to a toy being played with by a small child? Especially a rambunctious little demon child? And Tails, not wanting to act out on the child and make (Y/n) angry, stayed as doll-like as he could. No matter how much it hurt.
When (Y/n) finally calmed the youngest and they came looking for the oldest, she nearly had a heart attack upon entering her bedroom. The kid was practically pulling the stuffing from Tails Doll. Setting the youngest on her bed, (Y/n) rushed over to her other cousin. She gently took Tails from the six year old and scolded the child for destroying something that wasn't theirs. She didn't know what to do at that moment, between Tail's having tears all over and her two cousins being right there. She had to act quick and laid Tails on her bed. Ushering her cousins back into the living room and turned on the TV.

Returning to her room, she found Tails in human form again, attempting to stuff the stuffing back into his side. He was running about the room, trying to grab as much stuffing he could find and shoving it in and unknowingly losing more the more he ran about. Not noticing (Y/n), Tails had fell to the floor and begun sobbing from pain. Tears blurred his eye sight, so when he did see (Y/n), he thought she was her cousin.

"No, I don't wanna play anymore. No more! It hurts, please!"

(Y/n)'s heart broke as she approached Tails and tried to assure him she's (Y/n), only to have him back away. When he'd backed himself against the wall, (Y/n) sighed and looked around. Finding her sewing kit on her dresser, she quickly got it and ordered Tails to turn back into his doll form. Both so she could stitch him up and because she couldn't risk her cousins seeing a man who came out of nowhere and was bleeding stuffing.

"No! No, they'll wanna play again. I don't wanna play."

"They won't play with you, I'll keep you with me. I promise, Tails."

Though he was still panicked, Tails finally complied. Threading the needle, (Y/n) begun stitch the smaller tears. When she reached the larger one, she took a moment to gather the stuffing from about the room. Carefully replacing it inside the tear. She then stitched it closed. When finished, (Y/n) returned to the living room, keeping Tails close to her and out of her cousins' grabby hands.

Rake: Did you know The Rake and The Seedeater are enemies? They didn't used to be, but when Rake entered his relationship with (Y/n), the Seedeater made it his goal to kill her. Such as today.

 Rake and (Y/n) had been walking through the woods, when a large, burly creature tackled her. She didn't have enough time to scream before Seedeater was thrown off. (Y/n) sat up and saw Rake in his monster form. He and Seedeater were engaged in a harsh battle. It wasn't long before Seedeater rushed off due to a puncture wound. Rake had slashes across his torso. As he returned to human form, (Y/n) rushed to his side and allowed him to rest against her as she took off her jacket to stop the blood. When he looked down at his wounds, his eyes widened and he began thrashing in her hold. She attempted to calm him, but he was in to much of a panic. (Y/n) attempted to guide him out of the woods, in hope of getting medical help. 

Keeping hold on him, (Y/n) practically dragged her boyfriend through the trees. When they reached civilization, (Y/n) flagged down a car and the driver helped her ease Rake into the backseat. As the car driver drove them to the hospital, Rake continued his panic. (Y/n) kept her jacket on his body, trying to keep pressure on the slashes though it was made difficult by Rake's thrashing. She begun to hum to him, and was surprised that it actually managed to sooth him. She continued to hum as the hospital came into sight.

Eyeless Jack: Why not to pick houses to still someone's kidneys from at random: You may just pick one where someone's a step ahead of you. Turns out Jack was in the house of a sword enthusiast whom was welled trained. EJ managed to get away, but not unscathed. Now he sat in (Y/n)'s house with a large slash along his backside and a small stab in his lower leg. He wasn't much of a happy camper at the moment. It got worse when (Y/n) attempted to clean the wound on the back.

"Gaaaah!"

He rushed from the room, stumbling the whole way. (Y/n) chased after. She found EJ hiding behind the couch in the living room.

"Jack, I know it hurts, but we need to clean the wound."

"I have no eyes, bleed black gunk from my empty sockets, have gray skin, sharp teeth, and eat kidneys I personally cut out of sleeping people. Does it sound like not cleaning a wound would affect me?"

(Y/n) thought on this for a moment, before setting aside the cleaning alcohol. She returned to the bedroom and grabbed the bandages. When she returned, EJ was on the couch though he glanced at her warily.

"No eyes yet you can see."

"Does that change my point or add to it," EJ questioned as (Y/n) sat behind him and begun bandaging his back.

(Not much of a panic, but he was hurt. I kinda didn't have much of an idea.)