Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

A Random Tuesday

(Told you I'd pick up the pace! _creepypasta-lover_ suggested this, so according to the law of Phantom, a virtual cookie must be awarded! (:::))

Jeff the Killer

Smoke poured out of the windows, filling the street with a smoggy screen of chokey-ness.

The fireman assured you that the damage was repairable, but was very curious to know how the fire was started.

You just rubbed the back of your head and cooked up some half-baked excuse about leaving the toaster on.

It was obvious that nobody believed you, but they let the topic drop and bid farewell after putting out the flames.

After they'd all left and the commotion had died down, Jeff crawled out from the bushes.

He spat out a twig and wordlessly stomped inside, shoving his hands into his pockets.

You followed him, arms crossed with a very displeased expression on your face.

D/N trotted by your heels, singed tail wagging meekly. He/She had luckily been unharmed by the blaze.

The psychotic killer sighed and took a marker from the stationary jar. He began writing on the wall, which was missing a few charred chunks.

I will not play with lighters in Y/N's house while she's at school...

I will not play with lighters in Y/N's house while she's at school...

BEN Drowned... In weiners?

You came home after a fun day at the animal fair. Fluffy was delighted at getting a new carrot chew.

After making sure that the cute little bunny was safely tucked in the rabbit pen, you went to the bathroom to wash up.

What you didn't expect to see was BEN lying in a pile of talcum powder, eating a corndog.

You clapped a hand over your mouth as the little elf rolled over.

He was nude as the naked eye.

"BEN! What in the name of- What the hell are you-"

BEN screamed like a little girl when he saw you and sprang to his feet.

"Y/N! When did you get here?"

You turned the other way, covering your eyes too.

"I don't want to see that powdery thing dangling around!"

"It-It was a dare from somebody online!"

"Just cover yourself!"

Dark Link~

It was a wonderful feeling to just hang out in your room together.

The ghost of C/N had gone off to start his first day as a lifeguard at the local beach. God forbid. Now we know why BEN really drowned...

Anyway, it was just you and Darkness, mucking about and just generally having a good time.

By some set of circumstances that the author refuses to explain, you two ended up in the midst of a passionate kissing session.

You pushed Dark Link down on the bed and started undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Just as things were about to get heated (and X-rated), his phone dinged with a text.

"One... Moment... Might be... Urgent..."

Dark Link quickly pulled it out of his pocket to check if it had anything to do with Slenderman.

Instead, it turned out to be a picture of a talcum-powdered BEN taken by his girlfriend.

The little elf was trying to cover his privates with the half-eaten corndog. It wasn't working. In fact, it made the whole thing look even worse.

Both of you burst into hysterical laughter, the mood throughly spoiled.

Laughing E.J- Whoops! Wrong one!

You bent down and picked up a large heart-shaped box of chocolates.

"Huh... How did this get on my weighing scale?"

A glittering golden tag caught your eye as it swung to-and fro.

To my sweet little gummy bear~

Raising an eyebrow, you carried the box out of the bathroom and sat down in the lounge.

It was stuffed with deluxe chocolate truffles, each one filled with gooey caramel filling.

You were entranced by the dreamy taste and soon forgot all about the monochrome clown's mysterious absence.

Meanwhile... At a location unknown...

The rusty chains glowed with a mystic red power as he gave them a sharp tug.

... No use.

He gave a groan of frustration and tried again, willing his binds to break as he threw himself forward.

"What do you want from me?!" He yelled aloud. His voice just bounced off the soundproof walls.

"Why keep me alive?!"

There was nobody around to answer him. Not even a mouse.

Electricity flowed through the chains and shocked him fiercely as he gave them another desperate pull.

He fell limply against the uncomfortable wall, eyes glossy with unspilled tears.

"... P-Please.... Just let me go... Please...?"

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ERROR: TheNightPhantom is unavailable for author-noting due to issues involving bonking BEN over the head with a bongo drum for stealing her talcum powder bottle.