Burning God Dio watched the little dark haired girl leave as the world around him burned. He had grown attached to her as the night progressed; she was so brave, so smart, so beautiful. He could see why her mother was so desperate to protect her, if Aya were turned into a doll that proud spirit she had would be destroyed. Dio didn’t want that. So he protected the younger girl, just like her mother asked. He hadn’t expected to grow fond of her though.Burning God1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wasn’t a fool, he knew it was impossible. Dio was dead, a corpse given life and sustained by the power of a curse cast by a scorned woman; once the night was over and the mansion burned to the ground he would be gone. Even still, he couldn’t help his thoughts. He still asked himself that awful question. What if? What if things were different? Would he have stood a chance then?
Dio was burning; he didn’t much care, he was already dead; it hurt, but only a little, his thoughts hurt far more. A small,
Mad Fanfiction (Part 8)Mad Fanfiction (Part 8)7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
As fast as it had happened you had stepped back, Dio had a red blush on his cheeks and he had his mouth open.
“T-That was really….” He tried to say something, but his mouth was too busy doing a little fish act.
“Close your mouth, sweetie you’ll catch flies.” You giggled, an amused smirk made it onto Dios’ face as he pulled you into a warm embrace.
“We wouldn’t want that now would we; you wouldn’t want to kiss me then.” He chuckled. Now it was your turn to blush.
“You’re wonderful (Name) and I really like you, I know we kind of agreed not to talk about that kiss…but I just can’t get it out of my mind. I brought you here for a reason, no matter how selfish I am I cannot deny it now; you’re here with me and I love every minute of it (Name). You’re beautiful and sweet and funny….unique to say the least. When I saw you visiting the remains of the manor,
Alice of Human SacrificeAlice of Human Sacrifice TranslyricsAlice of Human Sacrifice3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"Somewhere far away, there was a very tiny dream.
Such a tiny dream it was No one knew who had dreamt it.
The tiny dream began to think, 'I don't want to disappear this way. How can I make people dream of me?'
The tiny dream thought and thought. Then it finally came up with an idea.
'I'll make humans get lost in me Then let them create my world '"
The first Alice was one of spade wielding sword in hand
Gallantly she skipped through the woods and off to Wonderland
Cutting anyone and anything that blocked her path
The ground soon was soaked with her red wrath
Such an Alice was to be trapped within the trees
A criminal locked away forced to beg upon her knees
Other than the red trail she had left in the woods
There was no sign she existed and she was gone for good
The second Alice was a calm one of diamond
He would always sing a song to his dear Wonderland
The many notes he sang they twisted and they swirled
And thus he c
Original Secret GifterThe tension in the room was intense. Afraid to even breathe for fear of alerting the Bro, Felix listened carefully to its growls. They seemed to be fading. Cautiously, he cracked open the door to the closet he was currently cowering in… only for the doors to be flung wide open as the bro was rushing at him. Emitting a high pitched shriek, the Swedish gamer waited to be mauled by the creature-Original Secret Gifter1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When it suddenly disappeared in a puff of white smoke.
"FAHKING POOFERS!" He cried, adrenaline still coursing through his veins from the jump scare. After a few moments, the man nicknamed Pewdie crept from the confines of the closet and began searching the room, jumping at every creak of the floorboards below him. Whilst rummaging through some drawers, he found a small bottle containing a green fluid. "Alright, found some Laudanaudanaudanum!" He cheered, putting the item into his inventory and continuing his search. As he turned to leave, something sparkled in the corner, catching his eye.
Ib Fanfiction-The Forgotten One-Chapter 1Ib stared at the painting. It was just a simple portrait, a man in a blue coat holding a blue rose, asleep, and yet...Ib Fanfiction-The Forgotten One-Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do I know you?" thought Ib as she stared at the painting. The title was "Forgotten Portrait." ... forgotten...
"Wierd..." thought Ib as she continued to stare into the stained canvas. Where had she seen this man before? Had she just seen the painting somewhere before, on TV, or maybe in a book or something? Why couldn't she shake this feeling, this feeling of-
"Ib, darling! Time to go!" the familiar female voice called. "Mom..." thought Ib. She turned to the painting one last time, still trying to grasp and that fragment of a memory, and then turned to go...
He could feel it. She was right there, RIGHT THERE. Ib...sweet little Ib. Her eyes staring at him in wonder...wait, what?! Where was she going? No. NO. not again. Never, NEVER again. Sweet little Ib, you will not leave me again...
Ib went to step forward, but suddenly something covered
Promise of a ReunionPromise of a ReunionPromise of a Reunion2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ib[Game]: by Kouri
She strained to stretch her hand out, as far as possible, toward the blinding white pouring out of the canvas. Within it, a strong, lean hand reached out; its owner trying with all his might to grasp that tiny, delicate hand.
His fingers curled around hers the moment they made contact, then pulled the body from whence it came close to his chest; enveloping the slight figure into the folds of his tattered faded navy-blue coat. The girl, though shaken, held on steadfast, the strength of her grasp defying its tiny structure.
"Oh!" A Sharp intake of cold recycled air entered her lungs, producing an exclamation barely audible above that of a whisper.
Ib stood bewilderedly in front of the canvas. Vision snapping back to where she was supposed to be looking at: the minuscule title of the colossal masterpiece.
"Fabricated World" echoed through her mind, even though she did not recognize the characters that made up the l
Mad Father fanfiction (Part 3)Mad Father fanfiction (Part 3)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Name) was a bit taken back by his words.
“W-What do you mean?” (Name) tried to register this in her brain.
“Well….” Dio started.
“I saw you when you were wandering around and you interested me, so here you are. A side from that, I HAVE to protect you because of the immense danger in this mansion at this very moment” He stared down at you, his honey toned eye showed softness but with a hint of
protection hidden inside. You gave a quick nod.
“Okay so what do we do now?” You asked, tilting your head slightly. Dio gave a slight chuckle.
“Even though you’ve been transported here, you can still die so I guess we’ll have to go through the story then. That reminds me….I have to go find Aya!” He pursed his lips, grabbing onto your hand and looking down the dimly lit hallway.
“Hmm nothing around” Dio looked side from side.
“Let’s go!” He gave a slight grin and pulled you along.
Mad Father fanfiction (Part 6)Mad Father fanfiction (Part 6)10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The utter awkward silence seemed to last forever for you, even though it must have been only 2 minutes before you felt as though you were going to die inside if nobody spoke and tried to defuse the situation.
“Dio…” Your own voice seemed to pierce through the silence as if it was a sharp knife cutting through a piece of paper. (I couldn’t think of anything else, sorry. Dx) Dio looked at you almost immediately like he was waiting for you the whole time to speak up.
“Yes?” His voice doing the same as yours cutting like an imaginary knife.
“I’m up for saying that we can talk about what happened after we’ve found Aya, since we don’t want to be thrown off course by our own problems” You stated, your eyes darting everywhere and your hands making movement on their own; basically gesturing but without the own consent of your brain. Dio’s response came as quickly as the other; he simply nodded quickly and looked off into a
Mad Father fanfiction (Part 5)Mad Father fanfiction (Part 5)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seemed like hours until Dio’s honey toned eyes finally fluttered open, sounds like a fairy-tale doesn’t it? But anyway.
“Oh hey there sleeping beauty” You taunted him, a smirk settling across your features.
“Huh? How long was I out for?” He asked sitting up and rubbing his head, successful messing up his already messy blonde hair.
“Uhm about an hour and a half, give or take?” You shrugged, playing with a loose bit of string on your clothing.
“Really? Well we better get going, am I right?” He asked, standing up almost shakily and holding his hand out to you.
“You got that right~” You didn’t take his hand and got up quite quickly. You are an independent woman you didn’t need the help of a man; well not always. Jars are kind of hard to open and you didn’t think smashing it on a counter would go down well. Dio frowned slightly as you brushed off your clothes.
“What?” You asked him
- Ib - Reunited - Chpt 2 -I awoke in my bedroom, I look around frantically.- Ib - Reunited - Chpt 2 -2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Where's Garry?! It can't be... he can't go already...
"Garry!" I scream his name several times. My parents rush in to calm me down. After a while they left. I look around my bedroom and walk to my desk and stare at my rose sitting still in the vase which was on my desk. I open my notebook and see something new written inside.
"Let's meet again Ib; I'll be waiting near the old gallery."
It's 5 pm... I wonder if Garry is still there.
I change my clothes. Pulled on a coat and put on a hat. I leave my room as it is and make my way downstairs and out the door. As I walk to the gallery I keep stopping and staring at things that have my reflection. I fix my hair and see if I look appealing.
I wonder if I look like a child still to Garry...
continuing on I see a tall man with light purple hair sitting on a bench beside the gallery. In an instant I have my arms wrap around him.
"Garry! I missed you so much!" I
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]1 year 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
Promise- Ib/Garry fanfictionIb shot up breathing hard and fastalmost to the point of hyperventilation. Her heart pounded in her chest and felt as if it was going to burst. Cold sweat dampened her face like morning due on grass, her hands clenched tightly, making my knuckles whiteit almost looked as if the bone was ready to burst through the skin. Franticly, her widened eyes searched the unfamiliar room at such a speed her brain couldn't comprehend anything within the room. Her entire body shook violently fearing this unknown place. A dizzy sensation fell over her, she almost felt like she was going to vomit or pass out again.Promise- Ib/Garry fanfiction2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Morning Ib, how are you feeling?"
Ib inhaled sharply, the voice had startled her. Her body froze as her eyes searched for the man who spoke. It was GarryOh thank heavens! Something familiar in this dreadful, mysterious place! She saw him peer out from behind a bookshelf before walking over to her. A gentle smile played on his lips as he kneeled down in front of her. She tr
Greatest Prize Chapter Two - FioleeGreatest Prize Chapter Two - FioleeGreatest Prize Chapter Two - Fiolee2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The word "date" always seemed to be emphasized in my mind if Gumball were to simply say it; I guess it was because I really liked him. Even if the prince asked me, "What's the date today?" I'd hesitate to answer, and it's not even the right use of the word date that I'm afraid of. That kind of thing only happened with Gumball. Only Gumball. Now I'm hearing it with Marshall Lee. Could it be because I like him, too? No. It can't be. My mind is playing tricks on me, and my heart feels like a rock n' roll drum beat.
Marshall Lee. He's someone who cares about me that wants to go out with me for who I am. I take a deep breath, and my eyes fixate on the floor rather than Marshall.
I don't have the nerve to look back into those raven black pupils.
Fire, Ice, Blood, and MistletoeFire, Ice, Blood, and MistletoeFire, Ice, Blood, and Mistletoe2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(This Christmas, we take a look into the holiday preparations that Freddy, Jason, Micheal, and Roman are doing for the holidays.)
“IT'S SNOWING!!!” Roman cried, waking everybody up.
“God fucking dammit! Why did you have to wake me up!?” Freddy roared. Jason sighed, now nobody was going to get back to sleep. He looked at the clock that read seven thirteen am.
“Might as well get up...” Jason thought dully. He sat up, noticing that he was, well, naked. Jason raised an eyebrow in confusion. He never slept nak- then he remembered last night. The thrills, the emotions, feeling the smaller squirm underneath him while screaming and moaning his name, all under the cover of night and without Roman or Micheal in the house. The two had gone off murdering sluts and hipsters. Although Freddy would have much preferred killing (the two found a strip club and completely demoed it), something took Jason by storm and...well,
Enter a new channel [Part 8] (Pewdiecry) This story is a boyxboy story so if you don't like those then I suggest that you don't read this.Enter a new channel [Part 8] (Pewdiecry)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rating- PG-13ish (For now)
After lunch we all separate to go to our classes, Luciee gave Ryan a rather tight hug and ruffled his hair making his face go red, before she skipped off to where Eddie and Aleks were talking, interrupting their conversation. Eddie looked pretty pissed but once he saw it was just Luciee, the look quickly faded and was replaced with his famous grin and giggle. I glanced over at Ryan and saw that he was still grabbing his stuff from his locker, so I headed to English to meet him there. The class was still headed out, as the bell did just ring. Some of the kids had weird looks on their faces, some trying to get out of the class faster than others. Weird. Once the class was clear, I went to my normal seat and set my things down, then sat patiently for the class to fill up again and fo
Starting New Chapter Three (PewdieCry) “memories”Starting New Chapter Three (PewdieCry)8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
* means there’s an explanation at the end of the chapter.
The shower turns out to be a bad idea.
The water is freezing cold, and no matter how many times I turn the knob all the way to the red little ‘H,’ it never warms. “Damnit,” I grumble. Deciding to deal with the cold water, I quickly wash my hair and body. After that long ass plane ride I really do need a shower.
Turning off the freezing water, I slide open the shower curtain and step out as my skin rises in chilled goose bumps. Grabbing a towel, I dry off as quickly as possible to get into some warm clothes. Walking out of the freezing bathroom I open my backpack sitting on the dark comforter. Taking out the only other outfit I brought with me, I quickly put on new boxers, dark wash jeans and an emerald colored hoodie and shove my wallet into my pocket.
Once I’m done, I reach for my
Catch Me (Bullied!Dave x Wallflower!Reader) 1/2She sat still in her seat, knuckles turning white as she clutched her hands together under the desk. She could feel her hands beginning to tremble and a sick feeling washed over her. Across the room a blonde boy was being harassed, the words becoming crueler and crueler in a vain attempt to get a response from him.Catch Me (Bullied!Dave x Wallflower!Reader) 1/28 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She wanted to tell them to stop. She wanted to shove them away from him, tell them that it wasn’t okay to do this to him. But as she opened her mouth, no words came out. Her body fought against her, forcing her to remain seated.
Another wave of nausea hit her and she clawed at her thighs to keep steady, to try and focus on not hyperventilating. Confrontation was never her strong point, although socializing in the slightest was never easy on her nerves. Throughout the past few months she had tried to work up courage but never managed to act.
Her hands were shaking violently as she gathered up her things. Her school year mostly consisted of blending into the background a
PrussiaXTsundere!Reader- Awesome Isn't OverratedAwesome Isn't OverratedPrussiaXTsundere!Reader- Awesome Isn't Overrated2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(A/N: I'm not good with accents, but I tried. For Gilbert and Ludwig I replace "w's" with "v's". And "The" to "Zah" and so on... You should catch on. If you have trouble/if my accent is off, just tell/ask me.)
"_______?" Your roommate , Ludwig Beilschimdt, calls through your closed door, his German accent thick. You have always found German accents undeniably sexy, so his voice makes you melt agaisnt your will. Problem is Ludwig gets pissed when rules are broken. And right now, your breaking two. You're suppose to keep all rooms tidy. You ,being stressed as a failing author, haven't noticed stacks of unwanted junk crowding your room until now. And the other rule, no eating in anywhere but the kitchen. But the truth is you never have eaten in your room, you don't even know how pizza appeared in your room!
Hastily, without thinking, you throw the pizza at the wall your bed is near. It slides down quickly and is out of sight now, but it left a huge gr
Mad Father Fanfiction (Part 7)Mad Father Fanfiction (Part 7)7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
After seeing this mysterious woman out of the corner of your eye, your mind was just filled to the brim with thoughts about her. Who was she? Was she a victim? What happened to her? How long has she been here? And on and on the list went, perhaps Dio knows or knew her would be the better term. He has been here for a long time alive or dead, he probably knew most of the spirits that dwindling here or if not; maybe every single one of them. You didn’t realize you had been staring straight at Dio, with a serious face making him feel rather uncomfortable until her snapped his fingers in front of your face to try and catch your attention.
“(Name)” He snapped his fingers, you didn't respond.
“(Name)!” He raised his voice, snapping his fingers once again to this you blinked your eyes and looked up at him.
“Yeah?” You finally responded. Dio made a sour kind of, annoyed face at how you seemed as though you didn’t know that you had been staring at
A Hero's Son - LoZ (TwilightOcarinaCrossover) 01A Hero's Son - LoZ (TwilightOcarinaCrossover) 014 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Link leaned back against the tree, taking another sip of water from his bottle. He had been gone for a couple of weeks, his great adventure now over. He's searching for another way into the Twilight Realm...He doesn't know where he is at the moment, just getting out of a rather dense forest. He stands and stretches his tired limbs, Epona laying off in the distant meadow. He smiles at the horse, liking the calm look she has. He starts making his way over to her when The mist and fog covering the land around him reminds him of something...
"Hero's Shade?" Link mumbled to himself. Thats right...this scene looks just like when he used to train with him. Link pulled out the master sword at stared at it intently. He could never understand what happened whenever he went into that realm with the Stalfos. According to Midna he had never left or fainted at all. Was it all in his head? Or just instantaneous to everyone besides him?
Link didn't know what it was about that Stalfos...but he made him
Izaya x Reader 5 Final(I Can't Hear the Birds)After my trembling stopped, I put my clothes on. It was late at night, but I didn't want to check the time. Too many things happened. I felt terrible. I wanted more of Izaya's touch... The emotionless touch. I didn't want to want that. I wanted to love and care, be touched by love.Izaya x Reader 5 Final(I Can't Hear the Birds)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked down the steps to see Izaya sitting in his spinning chair in front of his desk, staring out the large windows. The dancing city lights lighted up the dark room making me feel better.
"So what did you find out about this damn experiment?" I asked as I got to the bottom of the steps.
"Did you hypothesize wrong?"
Anger was rising up my throat. "Did you conclude that you're an asshole and that you only asked me to do this stupid experiment just to fool around with me true feelings I have for you?"
I was facing the back of his chair now. All I needed for him was to turn around. "Bitch, you'd better answer."
He turned his chair around. He was... blushing. His h
The Wedding[My Forged Wedding Fanfic]-PrologueShe stared at the form that was placed in front of her. She blinked and cocked her head side to side. She fingered the white sheet, the letters and finally the black ink used to fill out her name. She moved her eyes to a man's name. It really is not a dream, she thought.The Wedding[My Forged Wedding Fanfic]-Prologue1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What are you doing?" said a voice behind her.
She froze, then felt her face warming up as she turned to the voice. Kogami Yamato was looking at her with an incredulous look, his hair still wet from the shower he just had. "Nothing" she replied, biting her lip to keep her embarrassment at bay. Yamato glanced at the paper on the table and smirked. "You want to frame it?" he asked teasingly, making her face blush a deep red. "W-who would frame their wedding registration form?" she said with a brave tone, though she stuttered at the beginning. Still smirking, Yamato sat beside her and took the paper from the table. "Some couples do that, you know, as if to say that they are married to the visitors