Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

New Character - The Puppeteer

When You First Meet:
You jolted awake, your body tense as you felt a disturbance in your room. Looking around your room, you could only make out the outlines of random objects in your room before your breath caught in your throat as you caught sight of movement in the corner. Soon a figure started to appear as all you could see from the darkness were yellow glowing eyes and a wide golden smile that made you shiver. You tried to move, finding it difficult as you felt pressure on your limbs like they were being pulled down. As the creature moved closer the figure of a man became clearer as he stepped into the moonlight that seeped through the window.

He wore all black, his hair was messy and tangled like it's never been brushed or wash for that matter. His skin was a gray color as yellow threads of string that glowed were attached to the tips of his fingers. He drew closer to your bed, soon crouching down to be eye level with you. That wide smile of his dropped as he stared into your eyes with his golden ones, looking as if he was in deep thought. Before he could do anything you parted your lips, screaming at the top of your lungs.

The sound of your parents door being thrown open could be heard as the man straighten himself and quickly disappeared in the shadows as your limbs became lighter. You stared confusedly at the darkest parts of your room as your parents rushed in with frantic worried looks.

When You Meet a Second Time:
It's been a week since your little encounter with that strange man; you started to wonder if it was even real. After a week of the thought nagging at the back of your mind you did the most logical thing and went to the internet looking for an answer. You didn't have much to go on but you typed in the description of the man. It took a while of scrolling through the pages of links before clicking on one that read 'The Puppeteer – Creepypasta Wiki'. Your eyes scanned the story that was displayed, not really receiving much information.

"You know, when I usually have a victim they're not interested in doing research, but I'm flatter" a voice that would remind one of a broken radio said. You jumped, falling out of your computer chair and hitting the ground roughly. Groaning you looked up at the owner to find the man from a week ago, or should you sat Puppeteer, staring down at you with a smirk. Jumping you sat up and scooted away from him as he buried his gray colored hands in his jeans with an amused expression on his face. "You're amusing; I think I'll keep you alive for a while. Well, see you later [Your Name]" he said, before leaving in a blink of an eye.

You were taken aback by what he said, as you sat there on your bedroom floor. Now confused by what had happened.

When You Become Best Friends:
After a month of the Puppeteer coming to visit you, you started to relax around him. In a way you started seeing him as a friend, something you never really had. You both sat on your bed as you watched his fingers move delicately with golden string attached to them. He was currently making a small doll walk around, its small limbs moved as if it was a real person. He soon turned it towards you and made it bow politely as you clapped your hands while laughing.

"Wonderful, you're the most amazing friend I've ever had" you said, smiling widely as Puppeteer froze and stared at you with wide eyes.

"You see me as your friend?" he questioned, as he felt his stomach churn slightly as he stared at you. You tilted your head, your smile widening even more as you nodded your head. Before you could react you were tackled into a big hug as the man buried his face into the crook of your neck as his shoulders shook slightly. "I've never had a friend before" he whispered as your shocked expression turned into a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, I never had one either" you whispered, hugging him back as you both just sat in silence.

When He Asks You to Be His Girlfriend:
You frowned slightly, it had only been three months and already you were attracted to your new friend. You kept quiet about it seeing how you didn't want to fuck things up. You also noticed how Puppeteer seemed to be avoiding you; it hurt a lot actually seeing how you got to see him less and less each day. Currently you sat in your room, your parents were out shopping leaving you by yourself to watch the house. Your ears started to perk up as you heard the sound of your bedroom door creaking open.