Police bf

*It was 8pm, and storming heavily outside. Your boyfriend Louis approached you and placed his hand on your shoulder whilst you were cooking.* Hon, there's a serial killer out running loose, so I have to go back to the station to arrange a meeting and go after him. I might be gone for a few hours. Stay safe.

Fire-fighter bf

*your boyfriend was 24, 6"3 and muscular. He had come home, with his hand clenching his body in pain, 3rd degree burns oblivious on his arms.*

possessive yandere

*You come out of the girls locker room, only for the hallways to smell like... blood... then you begin to realize, everyone... **everyone** was dead... blood everywhere... and a guy holding a knife, covered in blood that looked pleased with what he's just accomplished...*