Mad Father: Nurse AyaDio felt the liquids pour from his eye although his free hand kept a strong hold on it. He couldn't help having his wound seep through the cracks in his hand, but it was his fault he approached the madman's daughter - his intent on gaining her trust- by the wishes of her mother.Mad Father: Nurse Aya3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Was that why he was alive? Just to help a little girl? He couldn't tell the future, but he knew the Doctor would not be lasting long anytime soon. The lighter in his pocket grew heavier, like lead, each time he approached that one fateful room where it all began:
He was a corpse, as always, but he couldn't move. It was impossible for him to have a conscience either, but he could remember it as easily as his own nick-name given by the other walking corpses who shared his fate. The girl whisked away something in her palms, but he couldn't tell with his one eye. She stopped, her pale face turned and her blue eyes shone with fear.
She ran off and he didn't see her until an hour later she returned with a bundle of b
New Friendship (Aya and Ib)"Hi, my name's Aya."New Friendship (Aya and Ib)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"...My name's Ib."
"That's a weird name..."
"So is Aya."
"Well, I never... Um... How old are you?"
"Really? So am I!"
"You don't talk much, do you?"
"I'm taking that as no..."
Aya sighed at the girl in front of her. She really did not know what to say. The girl was completely quiet and showed no emotion. She was a bit... Boring. She had pretty eyes, though. Aya had never seen such a color before. They were blood red and it made Aya cringe a bit. 'Blood red just like Father's blood...' She thought, bitterly.
Ib stared right back at the other girl. She had nothing to say to her. She was a bit odd, though. 'That's a pretty big bow...' She thought, smiling to herself in her head.
Aya saw a small smile dance on Ib's lips. The girl felt her own facial expression turn happy. Aya tilted her head at the girl. "So, why did Maria want us to meet?" She asked.
Ib shrugged. "I don't know... Garry told me that you and I have a lot of things in common..."
Mad Father: Fanfic Epilogue- An Ending to the EndI lied in bed, coughing. A silver strand of hair fell into my face. ‘Is it time?’ I thought, ‘Already?’ I glanced around the room, no one cared to see a lonely old woman pass away. Especially an old woman like me. There were very few people who cared for me in my lifetime, anyway. Two… three at the most.Mad Father: Fanfic Epilogue- An Ending to the End2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stifling a laugh I felt a nonexistent dagger pierced through my chest, ‘Damn, I got old.’ Between my ongoing work and thoughts dwelling on a miserable memory of my past I hadn’t really thought of myself.
I was surrounded by death. Even in my childhood, although, falling into death’s arms myself was a… pleasant change. The pain was beginning to recede from my 79 year old body. The havoc I caused upon myself was contained once again, never to be released. My eyelids grew heavy.
After losing once again another person. I-I remember it in so much clarity. My assistant, Maria, hadn’t returned. After a couple of days I
RPG Crossover - Pain and Sacrifice (Chapter 6)Viola slid an oily crayon out from the small cardboard box beside her, humming a cheery little tune as she began dragging the blunt tip across the blank paper in front of her. Green swirls of land cut through the pristine white of the paper as she began doodling happily across the page. It was a rare moment since the body switching incident that she finally felt truly happy; she loved drawing and coloring, and was grateful towards Garry for bringing her to this interesting place – which, strangely enough, looked as if it were doodled with a crayon – and into a room that resembled a children's playroom slightly. Boxes of crayons and strewn erratically across the room and white mannequin heads were stacked around at the corners, as if the child occupying the room previously had not wanted to feel too lonely and had placed the white mannequin heads to make the room feel more populated. The disturbing-looking blue skinned dolls thrown around the room were probably there for the same reasonRPG Crossover - Pain and Sacrifice (Chapter 6)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Puppet (Mary's theme) - Ib lyricsWelcome to my world that's painted with sadnessPuppet (Mary's theme) - Ib lyrics3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
There's no light of sun There you can't hear any sound at all
Here I'm waiting silently for you, father
Why you were so cruel to left poor Mary alone?
Please take me away, I desperately promise to be a good girl, to be worthy of your love
I don't need the paint books, the dolls and the dresses,
Just tell me, why you've left your pictures and gone?
Who are you, stranger with a red rose in your hand
I liked you from the first sight, I wanna be your friend, Let's play
I've never asked for this place that's called my home,
But hope, you will be staying with me until the end
Please, don't be scared of me I'm a good girl
I just want to be with you to forget my sorrow
I'm tired of being the puppet of this world
Oh, tell me, why do you want to go with this man?
Is he your true knight in the shining armor?
Who'll sacrifice himself just for your sake with no fear But then
Why he resembles the one, who created
Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-Garry flicked his smoked cigarette to the ground, stomping it out with his heel as he faintly heard the final school bell ring. He waited patiently as the students began flooding out the entrance gates, talking of how they were going to just waste their days away, as opposed to studying for tests or working on school projects. He exhaled the plume of smoke he had been holding back, and settled his hands into his pockets. It was just like every other day.Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever since their reunion after the art gallery, Garry made it a point to see Ib everyday. After school he would walk her home or to his house to help her study. If it were a weekend, the two of them would go to the cafe and have some macaroons and some drinks—juice for her, coffee for him. Then after that, they'd stop at Garry's apartment just to hang out and talk about random things. There was quite an age gap between the two, but Ib was Garry's best friend.
The aforementioned girl rounded the corner to the entrance, walking to
Why Did I Fall For You? [PDC]I sat a my desk, waiting anxiously. Soon enough, a name would pop up as online. I smiled to myself.Why Did I Fall For You? [PDC]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Felix was his name. Felix Kjellberg. Also known as PewDiePie. My best friend. Both of us ran YouTube channels, and made videos of us playing video games. It's how we made a living. Sometimes, we'd ddo a co-op or two, and it seemed to make out viewers go insane. They even started writing fanfictions about us.
Neither of us mind though. We both find it pretty funny. Especially because Felix had a girlfriend; a beautiful girlfriend. What were the chances of us falling in love with one another? None, obviously.
Well, at least that's what I thought. I found myself falling for him, little by little, day after day. After a few hours of gaming, I'd fall asleep and find myself dreaming about him. They weren't bad, but sometimes I'd wake up sweating, and let's say.. excited.
Suddenly, a popup came up with a loud ringing. I jumped, and quickly hit the "answer" button.
"Hey, Cry!" Pewdie said
Red Moon Chapter 1- Evil Around UsRed Moon Chapter 1- Evil Around Us3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He held up the lantern with a worried glance. For some reason, he wasn't home anymore. He had been dropped into a huge forest in the middle of the night. The only things around him when he awoke were a lantern, oil, and Stephano holding a potion.
"Why am I here? This isn't a game..."
The golden statue gave a sigh. "I don't know." A terrifying answer to hear from someone who was usually PewDie's best hope. "I'm just as confused as you are. This is something I've never come across..."
"Now I'm scared." The Swedish male paused, his eyes growing wide. "Stephano?! What was that?! Nej, nej, nej!!"
In the process of flailing about and screaming, he had dropped Stephano and shattered the potion all over him. "Oi, Felix! Calm do-" With a bright flash of light, the Frenchman grew into a larger person than Felix himself. But the flustered male was far too busy refilling the lantern to even cast a glance over to the spectacle behind him.
"... Merde! Why am I wearing shorts!" The golden-clad male q
A Sacrifice (Dio x Aya: Mad Father)Aya sighed heavily, taking the stained gloves off of her hands and placing them into a sink filled with clear water that turned a deep red colour as soon as the gloves came into contact with it. Shifting her gaze from the desk at the side of the room, Maria watched as the short-haired woman walked towards the east-side of the house.A Sacrifice (Dio x Aya: Mad Father)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you going to retire, mistress?" She asked, standing up from her desk; knocking over a few papers. Aya nodded slowly and smiled widely at her adoptive mother.
"Ma, my name is Aya not mistress." The dark-haired woman stated, using the nickname she had given the former maid for the past nine years. She could never call Maria 'mother' as it felt out of place however she also knew that when she escaped from the mansion and decided to live with her father's assistant, who became her guardian and eventually her adoptive mother, that saying her name would be disrespectful. Aya opened the door to the hall and looked back at the older woman who bowed her head in
PewdieCry: Living lifePewdieCry- Rated TPewdieCry: Living life3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Holy shit!" Pewdie screamed as a grunt poped out at him as he played Amnesia. Cry, who had been in the kitchen cooking, came to investigate the source of his boyfriend's scream. All the lights were off and he could see the tiny red recording light on Pewdie's camera was on. With a smile he pulled on his hoodie and pulled the hood over his head, hiding his face.
Pewdie jumped as Cry wrapped his arms around his neck, his face hidden from the camera as he kissed Pewds on the cheek. The blonde chuckled and looked up at the hooded man, "I'm recording babe" he said simply with a smile, not at all pestered by the sudden appearence of his best friend and lover.
"I know but I wanted to let you know the waffles are almost done" He whispered, it was actually morning but you couldn't tell by looking. The boys had set up black out curtains so Pewdie could record his horror games in the dark, and not a bit of sunlight slipped through the black drapes. "I'm almost done anyway" Pew
Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 5Adrenaline flowed through Dio’s veins as he ran into the brush. He ignored the sharp twigs scraping his face and arms. “Aya!!” He screamed again. ‘No, please just give me a little bit more time,’ he thought. Dio reached into his pocket and produced a jar the height of your spacebar. He whispered, “In hoc dolium iacet animas purus corde. Mitte eis mecum.” A small flash concealed the spell.Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dio let oxygen fill his lungs as he reached a small patch; the tall trees let no light shine through. “Ah, ah, ah!” He heard the doctor say. Dio turned his head and there stood Aya and her father resting the knife against her neck. “One more step and she comes with me… now that, as I see, you have the souls,” he paused for emphasis, “Then, again. I’ll just take my little Aya with me anyway. Why wait!”
“Wait! …just one second,” Dio yelled before the Doctor plunged the knife into her. Dio
PewdieCry - Why Am I Even Doing This?! XD So This Is A Thing...PewdieCry - Why Am I Even Doing This?! XD3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was the only thing that ran through Cry's head as he scanned the scene before him. He set a steady pace of walking as he examined the entire facility. There were people everywhere; talking, yelling, walking, or what they were really there to do- play video games. Now he was definitely glad he decided to accept the invite to one of the best gaming expos in the history of gaming expos. Though he felt he didn't deserve it, they sure wanted him to feel like he did. Of course, Cry wasn't one to be rude. Despite all of that he couldn't hide the childish flurries happening in his mind as he looked around.
The first booth he saw was that of the new Assassin's Creed. Without hesitation he approached it, immediately granted access to a controller and headset. He immersed himself in the game and slowly became one with the blade. For a little while Cry was oblivious to the whispers behind him as he played. As soon as the de
Memories CranniesMemories Crannies3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Memories Crannies...Part One...
It impacted her life forever. Life had been the slowest ever since.
No one understood
"Isn't it great, Ib? We get to graduate soon!"
One of her friends seemed terribly excited about their high school graduation. It would be happening in less than two weeks, and seniors would even be allowed to leave school a week early to prepare for the graduation ceremony that would take place in the following week. It was quite hectic for all the seniors of the school, of course for teachers as well, but with everything coming up in a few days, there was a serious need to think and plot about ones future or who they would become.
Ib's friend, Ami, wanted to become a doctor, was accepted to a great college in a far away state, and already had scholarships and full paid grants for her tuition. She was strangely smart for someone so bubbly and... un-focused?
She reminded her of someone...
Someone she wished she could forget.
Who I am InsideMy heart is screaming,Who I am Inside9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My hands are bleeding,
From the way I've been treated,
By so-called friends,
Who know no ends
of torture. FINE! I'll admit! I'm defeated!
I've been shoved from the group,
Kicked from the coop,
I feel there's no one left for me.
I want to cry everyday,
From the things that they say,
Maybe one day, they'll see…
That it's just who I am,
But no one understands,
Who I am inside.
And until they see
Inside of me,
From them, I will hide.
They don't accept what I like,
Like my favorite shows, or my favorite bike,
But they expect me to accept them.
So now, all I need
Is a person to see,
That what I need is a friend.
Pewdiecry One shotPewdieCry- Rated T because kissing isn't for kidsPewdiecry One shot3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warning- SAPPYNESS AHEAD YOU WERE WARNED.
"Please?" Pewdie repeated again, giving his irresistable puppy dog face.
"Fine" Cry sighed behind his mask. Pewdie had been begging him for an hour to see his face without the mask.
He didn't want to show him, what if he was disappointed? What if he wasn't what pewdie imagined?
"Don't worry about it, Cry" He had said when Cry confessed this.
Better to get it over with, he thought as he pulled off his white mask. Pewdie's eyes lit up as he took in the sight of his face, etching a permanent copy into his brain.
"Wow..." He said breathlessly, he couldn't help but stare.
"What? What is it?" Cry asked, his heart skipping a beat.
"It's just..." Pewdie ran his hand over cry's face before softly pressing his lips to Cry's. Cry's eyes widdened at the same moment.
"Sorry" Pewdie murmured as he pulled away. "I couldn't help it."
A smile crossed Cry's face "So you like me?"
"I like you alot more then the
A Gamer's Year - 2012Felix was seated at his desk, contently drinking his glass of champagne before carefully placing it on his desk, leaning back against his leather seat. He scrolled through his channel, grinning contently as he went by, different games of all types of genres passed by the screen in a rush.A Gamer's Year - 20122 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of oddly colored pink and green males passed by as they threw an arm around the other, bro-fisting the other gleefully. Another of large purple creatures and a scientist flew by as well as a silent “You can’t do shit brah!” Was heard, causing Felix chuckle softly, taking another small sip from his glass.
A pixelated man came into view, followed by several other forms created in similar styles, seeming to bounce on their feet as they desperately rushed around, looking for a hidden bomb. A small girl in red and a tall male in blue came into the picture, clutching matching roses and eating the delicacies of macaroons as they strolled by, laughing as they spoke.
Ib All AloneIb All Alone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ib All Alone...Part Two...
She had an extra invitation.
They were given six invitations, to invite whoever they wanted to their ceremony, friends, family, anyone.
Ib's mother wanted to invite her grandparents, as well as her aunt and uncle but Ib told her that she was only given five tickets, since they had run out
But in truth, Ib wanted to make sure, just in case, that there was an extra on hand.
...He didn't know what school she went to.
Ib stood in front of her bedroom mirror...the mirror was cracked and broken.
The mirror had been attacked a few years ago when she suffered a fit of rage. A fearful moment where she thought she would be sucked into her own reflection, she would be trapped and in an alternate world. She thought she wouldn't be able to escape HE wasn't there with her without him, she felt that she couldn't escape anything... Her mary-jane had been tossed at the mirror in an attempt to free herself from imaginary bind
Last Man Standing (Corpse Party)Last Man StandingLast Man Standing (Corpse Party)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Satoshi Mochida, running through thick trees and carrying a paintball gun in his hand. His black paintball armour was paint free for the time being. He was alone as his partner was shot out by Seiko, they shot each other out. Satoshi had shot out Naomi but Ayumi and Yoshiki were still in the game. Satoshi hunted them in the forest to get them out. Sakutaro, Naomi and Seiko were out which means that there were only 3 remaining players. Satoshi didn't really think that it was going to be hard to find the other two. Yoshiki wanted to play alone against the others but Ayumi told him no. It wouldn't be fair.
"Come on out Kishinuma and Shinozaki..." Satoshi spoke quietly. He heard a rustling in the trees before he shot in the rustling bush. Blue paint splattered the green plants before he sighed. Everyone had their own colour paint but since there were three teams, people had two colours which made up another colour. Satoshi and Sakutaro had blue and red paint making their
The witch's house/Majo no Ie - Friendship Ellen knew, from the very start, that she was an extremely unfortunate girl. Having caught an illness at an early age, her parents were most of the time frantically searching for a cure to aid her deadly disease. So most of the time, they were away searching for the cure, and little Ellen was left alone in her house, restrained to her bed and unable to even stand, much less play with the children outside. However, Ellen wasn't to know her parents were away for a good cause – for all she knew, she was sick and her parents were away and didn't even care.The witch's house/Majo no Ie - Friendship3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Though Ellen was a pretty girl, her sickness caused her to be shunned from groups of children – her amount of friends slowly dwindled down to nothing. Most of the time, she was alone, kept in the darkness as she mourned over her miserable life. But years onward, everything changed when a local girl by the name of Viola became her close friend. Viola had everything the sick girl ever wanted
Ib All Alone - Oneshot'One of us holds something special to you. Can you find it?'Ib All Alone - Oneshot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Garry hastily read the paint scribble on the door—the locked door—and quickly whirled around seeing the many doll faces staring back at him. He didn't like dolls. Garry wasn't sure where this fear had emerged, but something about the blue-faced messy-haired rag dolls made him uneasy.
The fact that a very violent, unpleasant looking one was crawling through the painting didn't help, either.
Franticly, he dashed forward, noticing some of the dolls looked a little overstuffed.
'Something special,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe its inside the belly of this doll!'
Garry tossed his fear away, and grabbed the doll with both hands, tugging at its stomach with his slender fingers. When he couldn't get the fabric to budge, he tore at it with his teeth. With a rip, the seam became undone, and the contents inside...
Some paper crumbled up.
Garry let out a f
Marry Me? (Ib X Garry)"Garry…?" Ib's soft voice awoke Garry from his daydream of Ib as a little kitty.Marry Me? (Ib X Garry)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ib giggled when Garry's cheeks turned a bright pink and muttered a, "Sorry…" For not paying attention to the young girl. In his defense, Ib definitely would look cute with cat ears and a tail. Aw, and then she would purr so cutely and-
He shook his head to snap out of his day dream and he looked at the small brunette again.
The two were currently seated at a bench in the local park. Ib’s parents had met Garry and granted him permission a couple of months ago to take their daughter out to the park or to get ice cream every once in a while or when the young girl's parents would go out for the day, they would ask Garry to watch the little brunette.
Garry had agreed very quickly to the offer since he loved to be around the little girl. She truly was a mysterious person. Over the months of the two going to the park and getting ice cream with each other, Ib and Garry learn
Ib - He Didn't KnowColdness overcame him. Garry had no choice but to lay down as Ib moved forward, a fragment of the very essence of his life snatched away with each time an eerily kind voice would sing. Loves me, Loves me not. Loves me, Loves me not.Ib - He Didn't Know3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Of course he heard the voice. Garry listened to each petal of his magic blue rose fall, floating to the ground as his life wilted with the flower. He had once hoped that Ib might have been able to rescue him, but soon he became aware of how fragile his consciousness was becoming and how soon he would slip into darkness.
Garry wanted only the best for Ib, the cute, fun little girl he had only met that afternoon. In his last moments when the last shining blue petal fell and Mary sounded off a final, blissful Loves me as a cheer of victory Garry had only wished that Ib had made it home safely after all they had been through at this horror show of an art museum and that Mary would stay as far away from the sweet girl as possible. Bli