Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

Your Fateful First Encounter

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Slenderman:  

You had been on a walk (or skip) in the woods with a few friends. "Jesus, calm down (Y/N)..." your friend turned to the rest of the group, "Did someone give her candy?! Jackson?!" The boy in question put his hands up in defense, eyes wide, "W-what? W-why would I d-do that?" he was practically breaking into a nervous sweat when you bounced over and jumped on his back, piggyback style. "He didn't GIVE me any Jessica... I just stole it from him!!" You started laughing and fell backwards, hanging only by your legs that were held by Jackson. "JACK! Why'd you let her do that?!" The others in the group began snickering, and you just laughed even harder before you fell from your friends grip and onto the ground. "OwWwWwwwW!!! What'd you do that for?!" you yelled as you rubbed your head. Upon looking up, you noticed a few of your friends with nosebleeds, others, Jackson included, were covering their ears. Then, without warning, they all passed out, leaving you alone in the woods.

You wandered off a bit, deciding to find a nice place to put them. Surely when they woke up, they'd appreciate not having neck cramps from being in that uncomfortable position. It was then you noticed a REALLY tall man in the distance. "Hey! Hey, Mister! Could you help? My friends just kinda, passed out," you looked behind you in the direction of your friends for emphasis and when you looked back, he was gone! "RUDE!" You decided then that the best option was to run in the direction that the strange man had been, so you could finish your sentence. It wasn't long before you saw him again, because he appeared out of nowhere and you ran into his legs, falling backwards. "Ow! Hey look, it is very rude to run off without letting people finish. So," You looked up at his face, wait.... WHERE'S HIS FACE?! The shock on your face made the man laugh, "And I believe it is rude to stare, is it not?" This caused you face to flush. Damn... He used your own words against you! "Sorry..." you looked back up with an apologetic smile, "I've just never seen a person without a face before..." He nodded then sat down on the ground beside you, making you realize just how tall he really was. You still had to look up, his "face" almost an entire person's height in the air. And his legs stretched out WAY longer than any normal person's legs would be. He was like two people standing on each other tall! Apparently you had been staring again, because he laughed. You apologized before striking up a conversation, which actually lasted a few hours. You had completely forgot about your friends. Oh well, they'll be fine.

(That was long.... O.o)

Jeff the Killer:

You had woken up hungry, it was about 2:45 in the morning, but here you were, getting a glass of milk and some cookies. It's not like your parents can stop you, you moved out months ago! You were about to head back to your room with your snack, but decided to grab a snickers too. Why not right? Anyways, you head back to your room, glass of milk in one hand, and a napkin with cookies and a snickers in the other. Upon opening the door, you see the window is open. "When did I?" you sigh and set your snack on the nightstand, and close the window. Using the dim light from the hallway shining through your open door, you turn on the lamp. When you turn around, you are greeted by a strange man with a cut smile, and... no eye lids? He pulls a knife from his blood-stained hoodie, before reaching out with the other hand towards you, saying, "Go to sleep." Instead of screaming, (like any normal person would do) you reach behind you, with a bored expression on your face, and grab the snickers and place it in the hand he was using to attempt to grab you with. At this, he lowered his knife and looked at the candy bar in his hand with confusion before looking back to you with the same look. "Eat it," you said, a smirk gracing your face," You're not you when you're hungry." He looked at you for a few more seconds before laughing, "W-what is this? A Snickers commercial?! You fu- I can-" He proceeds to wheeze out a laugh as he fell to your floor. You watched him as you picked up you snack and sat on the nightstand, proceeding to eat said snack. After a few moments of him dying from laughter later, he sat up, "I've never had a victim offer me something to eat before, let alone make me part of a commercial!" he chuckled when you offered him a cookie and held up the candy bar with a toothy grin, "Thanks, but I've still got my snack." And with that he proceeded to eat with you, the silence surprisingly comfortable. When the two of you had finished, he stood up "dusted" himself off and opened the window with a promise of seeing you again soon before jumping out.