The Cryaotic PledgeWe, the fans, pledge our allegiance to the Cryaotic.The Cryaotic Pledge2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One fandom, under which we stand.
For better for worse, one tag under Cry.
Between Let's Play and Late Nights, we will never forsaken you.
With justice and breasts for all.
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 9Crys Girl: Cry X ReaderCrys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were amazed by how quickly people watched the video it was as if as soon as Ryan or Cry as he was called on YouTube clicked the like button on the video everyone in the world seemed to flood to it. You couldn't believe your eyes every time you refreshed the page the statistics had risen again.
“Wow.” You breathed as you carried on obsessing over the amount of views you had.
“I know right.” Ryan replied wrapping an arm around your waist.
“There are so many people.” You said still shocked.
“I know.” Was all he answered and hugged you tight into him.
You clicked refresh again and now you saw that you had people subscribing to your channel. You shook your head not really believing that this was happening, you couldn't believe that just because Ryan had liked your video that this could happen.
“God, there’s already hundreds of subscribers.” You said a little uns
Cry (Congrats on 200,000+ subscribers)HCry (Congrats on 200,000+ subscribers)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not sure
if you've noticed or
not but I just want
to say_______to say
Congrats on earning
As many fans
As you have
You deserve each
And every one of
of them. Whether
it's because of your voice
or because of your likable
and funny commentary
does not matter for
For either way you
Toujours En AttenteToujours En Attente3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The former god awoke from his slumber, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he sat upright in his bed.
He peered out into the darkness he knew as his room, and sighed deeply to himself as he rose from his warm cavern known as where he slept.
The golden man yawned as he picked up a tinderbox and struck it, a small flame emitting from it as he placed it by a candle.
He blew out the tinderbox flame as the candle's light bloomed across his bedside, illuminating a section of the wardrobe that stood by the bed.
He lazily shook his bright golden hair out of his eyes as he adjusted his boxers that seemed to be falling off.
Slowly, he opened the closet, making sure no horrors were to pounce out at him. After assuring himself that the closet was safe, he grabbed a shimmering golden robe and matching headpiece.
He dressed himself with the help from the light of his candle, making sure he wasn't to topple over from tripping over his own clothing.
It was early for the Frenchman, but he knew he had to wait f
Cry x Reader - Haunted House - Part OneCry x Reader - Haunted House - Part OneCry x Reader - Haunted House - Part One3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm going for a different sort of set-up here... so bear with me guys!
But, this is also partially dedicated to smartcookie525 and hetalialuvr46 who both requested this on my Journal.
You had heard rumors about the Haunted House going around town. About how the people there had died in an oh-so-tragic accident. How their souls came back to haunt you if you came in there late at night. Rubbish, was what you'd always say. It was all just a bunch of lies, and no one in their right mind would believe them.
However, when your friends put you up to doing it, you were a bit wary about the idea yourself. As you stood in front of the Haunted House now, you thought back on the whole thing and how it started.
"Dude, I hear Angel went to that Haunted House."
"Nothing, I'd expect." You interrupted your companions, getting a cold glance from them. Before they could retort, a quiet boy i
Cryaotic(Warnings: General Insanity)Cryaotic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone has secrets. Sometimes they have secrets they don't even know about. They are the things we force ourselves to forget. I only wish I could forget them now that the voices have become quiet.
Everyone always seems to think that I'm just a normal person. I swear to you that I can be. It's hard sometimes though when they start talking again. You don't know what it's like to always have them watching you.
Sometimes I see them in mirrors. All of our pale white faces make it hard to know which one is which. And sometimes I can't tell the difference between their voices and mine. Do you want to know what they're like? There can be so many of them that I will only tell you about the main ones.
I call this one Mad. Why? Because he does things that don't make sense to me sometimes. He's wild and angry. He usually only talks to me when things have fallen apart. He tells me things. Tells me to hurt people. He tells me the truth about others, you know. He makes
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 3Cry’s Girl: Cry x Reader Part 3Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Over the last few days you and Ryan had talked a lot and you had both learnt a lot about each other like you know knew that you both shared the same favourite anime which was of course (Name of your favourite Anime) and that you were both really into video games especially (Your favourite Video Game) and on top of all of that you both liked (Your favourite activity in all of the world). He was great and he was fast becoming a very good friend to you. You would text him every day and occasionally you would call each other and you would talk for ages about anything you always had something to talk about and you never found yourself bored.
It was your day off today and other than trying to tidy your apartment for a good few hours the only other thing you had done today was talk to Ryan. You were discussing which Pokémon would win in a real life fight of course you were backing (Your favourite Pokémon
GrowingThe friends I had,Growing6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the memories we shared,
the lessons we learned,
the persons who cared.
Words gone unsaid,
the lives drifting apart,
my school life ending,
my true life given start.
Regret growing inside,
of the words left unspoken,
the lives I wished to touch,
my heart torn and broken.
Those friends so far away,
distant and grown mature,
my memories beginning to fade,
the life of my childhood a blur.
A familiar smile,
comes in to view,
my eyes begin to open,
thank God, it's you.
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 8Crys Girl: Cry X Reader Part 8Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
Me and My Girlfriend Waste Time
You waited for an unbearable amount of time for the video to load up. You couldn't believe that Cry had a girlfriend. Well you could believe that he had a girlfriend because he was obviously awesome enough to have one but you couldn't believe that he would actually announce it to people. You decided to read the description before you watched the video.
So we have been together for a while now and I've got a good feeling about this. We recorded this a while back and I though why not post it. I think it’s pretty funny myself.
You scrolled back up to the video and hit play your eyes glued to the screen. You began to watch the video eager to see who this new mystery girl would be, whoever she was she pretty damn lucky.
The title screen for (Whatever game you chose to play in Part 5) came up and you were pretty happy since this was your fav
Cry's girl: Cry x Reader part 2Cry's girl: Cry x Reader part 2Cry's girl: Cry x Reader part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up the morning after going out with yours and Ryan’s friends with one of the biggest hangovers you have ever had. Every sound was amplified by 1000 and your head was pounding as if your brain was about to jump out. You rolled over and grabbed your phone it was 9:30 and you had to go to work at 11:00. Going out was defiantly a very, very bad idea. You saw that you had a message from Ryan and instantly you began to read it.
‘Hey how’s the hangover?’ You couldn't help but smile knowing that however bad your hangover was his was going to be much worse from the amount he drunk last night.
You replied with a simple ‘Terrible -_-’ and chucked your phone on your night-stand. You went to the bathroom and took a couple of painkillers and grabbed a shower, you immediately felt better feeling the water run over you, washing off all of your make-up from last night.
You changed into
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 4Cry’s Girl: Cry x Reader Part 4Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sat in bed thinking over and over again about what you wanted. You knew that you liked Ryan and you thought that he was attractive. You also thought that he had a really great personality and he was really funny. You got along so well with him so well and it was like you had known him for years you were such great friend after such a small amount of time. Did you want to ruin that? Every other relationship that you’d had had never turned out well. You always parted on bad terms or things were just awkward between you so you didn't speak again. You didn't want that to happen to you and Ryan you enjoyed his friendship way too much to risk ruining it. But what if everything turned out great? You were such good friends and you had so much in common maybe things wouldst turn out badly. What if things went really well and you ended up really happy together?
You sat there for most of the night torturing yourself with what
Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 7Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
Still lying there on the ground I couldn't think straight. I felt pain on my face and something warm was running down my forehead. My body was aching all over but it wasn't that painful. Pictures of the last few seconds were raising through my mind. Knives. Some men. Pointing at me and... Felix.
I immediately sat up. I looked around and saw him. He was lying a few steps away from me and was curled up. I crawled to him and managed: "F-Felix... W-What? W-Why? You okay?" He slowly turned his head to me and smiled a little. He had to cough and spit out some blood. Then he said: "S-Sure..." He rolled on his back and I saw the knife. It was stuck in his chest. His t-shirt around the knife was drenched in blood. I just stared at the knife and thought: 'This can't be real. No. This isn't happening. Felix was not stabbed and is now lying here beside me. No! Please let this be a dream.' After a few seconds I pulled my mind together. I put out my phone and quickly called 911. I bri
Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 6Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 62 years ago in Drama More Like This
We slipped out of the bed and got ready to head out. After an hour we were almost ready. I slipped into my black Converse, put on my mask and waited for Pewds to come downstairs. I was searching my car keys as Felix came down the stairs. He was wearing navy skinny jeans and some black shoes... but no shirt. I bit my under lip, blushed and thought: 'Damn Felix. Do you really have to do this to me? For god's sake.' I looked away and I asked nervously: "You know that you don't wear a shirt, do you?" He nodded and answered: "Yes I know that I'm not wearing one. Don't worry I'm going to put one on. But I couldn't find one that I'd like to wear today. Then I thought that I did see one of my shirts somewhere here. I guess... in the living room. I don't know why I left it there but... well it doesn't matter."
He walked into the living room and after a few seconds he came back and was putting on a black t-shirt with v-neck and said: "I found it." He looked and me and asked: "Are
PewDieCry: I Did It For You"I don't want to die, Cry" Felix whispered, voice shaking as tears began to stream down his cheeks. He couldn't believe what it had come down to; Him pointing a gun at his best friend, and his friend pointing one at him. "So " Cry's sentence trailed off, tears rolling off the bottom of his cracked and bloody mask. Both their guns trembled from the unsteadiness of their hands, fingers apprehensively wrapped around the trigger, waiting.PewDieCry: I Did It For You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H-how did it get like this Cry?" Felix asked, a lump burning in his throat. "I .I don't know friend but we have to end this " Cry sighed softly, lowering his gun slightly. Felix flinched at the movement and tensed up, but didn't shoot.
"I'm not going to kill you " Cry said somberly, "If it takes one of us dying to make things right again Then I'll die "
Felix was stunned, tears burning his eyes, "I can't kill you Cry " He managed to choke out through the pain in his throat. Cry just let out a soft, half hearted l
Still Waiting (PewdieCry)Pewdie’s POVStill Waiting (PewdieCry)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He wouldn’t wake up. No matter how much I nudge him or slap him awake, he kept still, chest rising and falling rhythmically with the soft beeping of the machine, eyes closed with a peaceful expression while I struggled desperately to slip from the nurses’ grasp, reaching for him.
They told me to wait outside, to bury my mind with the endless worries that consumed me slowly and painfully as I could do nothing but watch. What else was I supposed to do when the love of my life slept in that room like a corpse that wouldn’t wake up anytime soon? I don’t even know if he will wake up. What am I supposed to do if he never comes back?
No, I shouldn’t lose hope. Cry would never leave me like that. He trusts me with all his heart so now it’s my turn to trust him. We promised. And I know he hates to see me so miserable like this, head on my trembling hands as I sat in the waiting room while nurses and doctors hurried about in hi
Get a Clue (Cry x Reader)(Warning: Contains Sexual content... By this I mean kissing and making out with a couple details. Don't worry I faded into black but there was a couple details at the end that some may not enjoy... 14+)Get a Clue (Cry x Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(So just a side note I'm sorry if you don't like the lack of sexual-ness (Yes I just created a word. Don't judge. *hair flip*) but thats just not who I am... Maybe I'll give hints but I don't think I'll be writing sex scenes or whatever... You can get a taste here but go somewhere else for that stuff.. But if you like flirting and borderline sexual-ness than by all means read on! Also please give me comments on how to get better and if you liked the story or not and tell me what you didn't like and what you did or just not say anything... thats cool. *sigh* but seriously commentary is appreciated. I also apologize for any possible spelling mistakes... I'm usually pretty good at writing but I'm bad when it comes to rereading and i'm too lazy to do that but anyways... Enjoy! Lov
Switching Places - Part TwoSwitching Places - Part Two3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Slamming the decaying wooden door shut behind him, I focused with concerned eyes as Stephano deliberately slid down to the floor, panting heavily.
"I knew you were telling me to go the wrong way!" Stephano exclaimed, clasping me tightly in his clenching fingers, squeezing my fragile being.
"I'm sorry Stephano! I'm sorry. . . " I murmured as he stood, regaining his breath and clearly ignoring me as he placed his golden scimitar away, causing me to whine.
"Aw, come on, be a bro Stephano.." I complained as he continued to ignore me even further, stretching his long limbs above his head tiredly.
"Stephanooo. . . " I pressed on, my small voice desperate as I tried to capture the Frenchman's attention.
He shook his head as he began walking again, finally tuning me in to capture what I was saying, "Just don't make a noise. . ."
I complied, keeping my mouth quiet as we continued adventuring. Stephano carried me for what seemed like hours that were, in reality, only slow passing minutes as we w
Stephano's Mission Chapter one: PEWDIE YOU IDIOT!"AHH! PEWDIE YOU IDIOT!" I yelled, rubbing the new wound on my head. "Sorry Stephano. Hey look laudnanananananananan Sing it with me Stephano!" I sung it dully "Ladnananananan" After that he found the machine room key. That's when the moaning started...The bro came out of no where and was chasing us! Pewdie was squeezing me to hard for me to change into my human form. I screamed "LEFT! YOU IDIOT!" he just wailed like a little girl and dropped me. He desperately tried to get the key when the bro captured him and ran off! I was to weak to react in time from Pewdie squeezing me so hard and dropping me. I'm used to it but for some reason I was weaker...I blacked out.Stephano's Mission Chapter one: PEWDIE YOU IDIOT!3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I woke up in a room. Next to me a lantern and a note. I changed into my human form and read the note.
Your precious Pewdiepie is with us now! You know what we want Stephano. And you will give it to us if you want Pewdie alive.
Your old friends,
I made a dissatisfied face and sighed. I l
Virtual Reality - Chapter 1 - Loading... Here is the first chapter of that other story I told you I was going to release! Any Pewdiepie fans out there? I saw a few little fanarts about if these two met up in the world of Amnesia so I started to write. Here ya go! Let me know what you think.Virtual Reality - Chapter 1 - Loading...3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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I groaned as I squeezed my eyes closed and sat up. As my eyes fluttered open the numb pain in the back of my head worsened. Everything was blurred in the darkness. Despite that I tried to stand but felt something push down on my shoulder. I screamed while flailing and attempting to escape the grip.
"Hey calm down, bro."
"Who's there?" There were footsteps.
"Name's Felix. Don't worry; I'm on your side." My vision finally cleared and I saw someone perched in the chair on the other side of the room. He had shaggy blonde hair on his tall lanky body.
Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 5Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
I walked back to the living room and leaned against the door frame. I saw Cry sitting on the couch, trying to hide his blushed cheeks with his mask. But I've already seen them. I grinned and thought: 'His cheeks are red like tomatoes. But why? Is it because of what I've said before?' He pushed his mask up and down his face trying to hide as much as he could. I murmured to myself: "Why does he still wear that mask? I want to see what he's trying to hide. But I want to respect his privacy too... uh... god damn." Then all of sudden he noticed me. I could see embarrassment in his eyes.
I walked up to him, thinking: 'Fuck it. I want to see his face. Now!" I stood right in front of him and said: "Cry? Why do you still wear that mask? I'm your best friend. I think I should be allowed to see your face. I'm sure you're hiding it for no big reason."
I could see that he was trembling now. He turned away his face and stared to the ground. I lifted his chin a little so he wa
He Doesn't Want ToHe doesn't want it.He Doesn't Want To2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why do we ask?
He likes it as it is.
Why do we persist?
The sup mask is enough.
But we still demand.
We say we love him.
We use force.
Actions speak louder.
They scream our displeasure.
Hasn't he done enough?
Why don't we respect his wishes?
He stays awake into the wee hours of morning.
He buys us pizza.
He loves his fans…
But he doesn't want that one thing.
Why do we demand?
Why can't we accept it?
He's not on Youtube for modelling.
He's not where he is because of his face.
He's not where he is because of how he looks
He could be a Viking with blonde hair and three nipples.
But when doesn't want to do one small thing.
Then we shouldn't demand it of him.
Stephano's GardenMr Chair ran down the long winding hallways, taking turns this way and that before slumping against a wall, breathless.Stephano's Garden3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"How do I get outside?" He asked, glancing over his shoulder. His face dropped into a frown.
"The window" He said as he knocked his head against the cold stone walls. He stopped and proceeded to climb out of the window.
He stuck out his head and looked around, gaining his bearings. The sky was dark and grim but there was a small patch of sunny, untouched land. He began to place his foot upon the roof tiles, a few small shards crumbing away as he placed his foot down. His frown grew as he placed his other foot out onto the roof. He sat on the windowsill as he mentally counted, readying himself for standing on the roof.
"Three!" He said aloud, standing. He wobbled slightly, flailing his arms around for balance before steadying himself. He smiled with triumph and took a step forward.
Chairs don't make good decisions. They can give good advice and support you yeah, but in
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 6Crys Girl:Cry x Reader Part 6Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting in your room with (your friend)you were really glad that s/he had become really good friends with Ryan and that your friends and Ryan’s friends got along well however you were really mad because you knew that they had been planning something and you didn't know what.
You had been dating Ryan for a month now and you had practically seen each other every day and things were going great. Everything was perfect, that is until Ryan started planning surprises for you.
"Please, please Just tell me" You wined for the tenth time that day. You hated surprises and the thought of you not knowing what was going on really freaked you out.
"Nope" (Your friend) said with a grin clearly enjoying seeing you like this. You had to admit if it were anyone else acting like this you would find it pretty funny too but when it was you it was just horrible.
"Oh c'mon just tell me one little detail about what is going
.:Savior:. Cry X ReaderQuietly, I cried, laying on the cold, unforgiving dirt, which was turning to mud, due to the rain. I shakily turned my head to look at the man standing above me. I struggled to keep my eyes open, as the pain from my arm (or at least where my arm once was) grew worse and worse. Cautiously, the man knelt next to me and looked over my wound..:Savior:. Cry X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you okay, friend?" he asked in an all too familiar voice. I examined him further. He was wearing a mask, which was odd, and had brown hair. I flinched when he went to stroke my blood-stained, dirty (h/c) hair. Slowly, I shook my head. "What happened?"
"..." I tried to tell him. I tried to tell him how my father went crazy and cut my arm off with his chainsaw, then ditched me in the woods near our house after my mother had died. "I-it hurts..." Was all I was able to manage to choke out. He nodded understandingly.
"My name is Ryan. Can you tell me yours?" Ryan said. I could see he was trying to comfort me. My vision began to blur,