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 Aya2 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
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 God2 years 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,
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
Mad Father: A Father's LoveAlfred sometimes wondered if his daughter would understand.Mad Father: A Father's Love2 years ago in Drama More Like This
She would follow in his footsteps someday with the way her fingers itched to feel insides of an animal. He saw it and it became a fear for him to never recover from. His wife wouldn’t understand she bore his ill-bred blood - she only saw the innocence in the blue eyes of a little girl.
He worked on his own experiments, but she was once a surgeon as a younger man. He worked at a local hospital in Germany and Monika was a fellow visitor who checked upon her sister. Ironically, he was in charge of the operation and the woman pleaded to Alfred to save her. It was hard for him to turn away from her features, but it was his job to work on people.
It was the only thing he knew.
Now, he believed he had one chance to redeem himself. He was probably going to suffer in the inferno, but he would gladly do it for the sake of his daughter. If only she would understand. It was her loyalty to him which kept him trying and experimenting
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
[Garry] Deal [Reader] Ib [Drabble][Garry] Deal [Reader] Ib [Drabble]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me Sir? I don't want to be rude but...You are bleeding..." you stuttered, pointing at the taller mans Finger, he shrugged back, "Ah! Really! T-Thank you Miss!" he quickly stated before staring at his Finger, you gulped slightly, you were a really Shy Person but he was hurt. Before you could even think you pressed your Handkerchief on his Finger, a young Girl you right now saw you two turned around and left, she did seem to be a little hurt, did she know this man? He blushed a small faint of red, "T-Thank you!" he mumbled before he smiled, "But it wasn't needed Miss, It wasn't that big of a Deal. Plus now your Handkerchief is dirty." he mumbled, he somehow seemed uncomfortable with this, you smiled slightly, "I tell you something, because you was on your way to leave I'll come with you, and then you can take the Handkerchief if you want." you giggled, he chuckled slightly, "Sounds like a Deal." he smiled. As you both went past the Picture 'Mary' he frowned, "I don't know why. Bu
Ib's Lullaby [Draft]Ib's Lullaby [Draft]2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[In the early afternoon, under a gray sky, Ib and her parents were on their way to an art gallery.
"Did you remember everything, Ib?
Oh! Do you have your handkerchief? You know, the one you got for your birthday?
Keep it safe in your pocket, okay? Don't lose it!]
Come, let us play a game
No adults will ever know
That you disappeared
To our little show
Come into the portal
Many friends are waiting
For you to arrive
To a world of paintings
Just take a step
Into the deep Abyss
You'll be fine, just trust me
We promise that you won't be missed
Keep your rose close to you
5 petals, see?
Each one that's pulled off
Represents an injury
Don't get too close to the walls
Don't break the mannequins
Each holds many consequences
Make sure you don't lose your senses
Come, let us play a game
A game which will risk your life
Three you will hold
Don't fill them with strife
Such a colorful world
For you all to explore
Don't get lost in it
Just keep walking forward
Find the key and
Quickly head for home
Last Man Standing (Corpse Party)Last Man StandingLast Man Standing (Corpse Party)2 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
Sammy [Creepypasta]Hey guys it's Lee. Sorry I haven't been very active lately. I just moved into a new house and I'm still trying to unpack everything, but I got all my computer stuff unpacked and plugged in, so I'm good with updating this blog again.Sammy [Creepypasta]11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
And I have to tell everyone this. While I was unpacking, I found a journal. It probably belonged to the other person who lived here. I don't usually read other people's journals, but I decided to take a look at it anyway and... I have no damn clue on what to think of it. I'm just going to copy everything on this journal and post it here. This needs to be shown to the world.
Friday 7:05 PM
I finally moved into a new house. I didn't really want to move, but my brother Oliver got a job and we had to be closer to his work. I don't have a huge problem with it but, I just wish he chose a...nicer looking house. It's a little run down. There's cracks and holes in the walls, the carpet is disgusting, and I think I saw a mouse w
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
Ib - Remembered Portrait Ch 1Ib - Remembered Portrait Ch 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I didn't realize how much time has actually passes by
The only motive that I had here was to get us out of here alive. But now us was not part of the plan anymore.
Mary stood there holding a crimson red rose, Ib's crimson red rose. And a simple line would change everything, a simple action could change everything.
"But, I do like blue better." She said ginning. Ib said nothing, for I know what she wanted. This fake girl wanted my rose. And the way she twirled Ib's rose around carelessly waiting for an answer. Ib's eyes widened with every twirl she made.
I pushed you aside as I handed her my sapphire rose. "I'll give you mine if you give me Ib's." Her face lightened, she got the answer she wanted, she was going to get what she had planned to get.
"Oh,Really?? Thank you." After we exchanged roses, she gave a twisted smile and went off running. The way she held the rose made me feel week already.
"Here you go Ib." I turned to her with a bright smile and handed her, her rose.
The Madness of GarryPurple, dark, creepy; those were many of the words Garry would use to describe the area he was in now. But, the area he was in now was not the thing Garry was so creeped out by. Hauntingly, the blue doll's big red eyes stared up at him. He shivered at the thought of having to touch the thing, but it had to be done in order to get the paint ball inside it's bulging stomach. He reached for the doll slowly, but the already strained seams that held the dolls stomach in place popped, and what rolled out was a red ball of paint. The purple haired, skinny man reached down and touched the slimy paint ball, not surprised as the coldness from the ball disappeared along with the paint ball. He knew that it would be in it's proper spot on the pedestal in the other room, so he wasn't worried or even surprised as he had been the first time.The Madness of Garry2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The doll hopped up and down in anger at the fact that it's treasure had been taken from it by the man it had been trying to be friends with throughout the last h
The Skroll-CREEPY PASTA OC STORY.The Skroll-CREEPY PASTA OC STORY.1 year ago in Horror More Like This
"Again?!" Emily looked at her mother with a somewhat sad emotion on her face. "Mom, it’s the fifth time that we are moving to a new city!"
Her mother sighed and patted Emily’s shoulders."Sweetie, you know how hard it is to find good work and get enough money to pay for clothes, food, a house and furniture. Even if your father is not with us anymore, we still have to be strong and find our place. It
may be tough, but you will find friends there."
"I think you are right, but I don’t think that I will find friends. It's just... everyone hates me."
Emily started to sob and looked away from the worried mother. It was true, she wasn't really what you would call a social butterfly.
"Emily, don’t cry. Mommy promises everything will be alright." Her mother hugged her and tried to comfort her now crying daughter. Eventually Emily stopped sobbing and hugged her mother back.
"Here we are darling! It’s our new home." Mother smiled at her child and showed her dau
Liebesleid Chapter 5 (Ib fanfiction)It's so dark...so very dark. He knows for sure he's dead, but he can still hear the beating of his concrete heart against his steel ribs, taut skin stretched across metal framework.Liebesleid Chapter 5 (Ib fanfiction)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She's not here. The darkness slides away as he blinks with non-existent eyelids and sucks in a breath with quicksand-filled lungs.
This world is empty. There is no Ivonne waiting for him with open arms and a warm smile. Nothing but blankness, miles and miles of empty, empty loneliness.
It's too much.
The realization that he is forever trapped in a cage of his own design- he can only watch numbly as he sinks to his iron knees, acidic tears burning holes into his eyes, his hands.
Over the endless decades, he gets accustomed to it. Watching as his artwork takes on a life of its own, devouring people, spitting them back out if they are indigestible.
Behind carnivorous, candy-colored bars consisting of mannequins and lady fingers, he can only dream pointlessly.
Until they arrive. A tiny, crimso
[Ib] Garry's Theme - I'm Fighting For YouNow that you've found me,[Ib] Garry's Theme - I'm Fighting For You2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My whole world is brighter Now that you've touched me
My steps are much lighter
All of this world could decide
To fall inward
And you would still linger
Something has brought us together
Feigning reality, friendship, and wisdom
I will defend you
I'll keep you beside me
That's how I'll repay all the kindness you've shown
Now that you've found me
I've stumbled through fire
Now that you've touched me
I've bloomed like a flower
Now that you're with me
I no longer cower in silence, hiding
I'm fighting for you
I'm fighting for you
My version with vocals is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGE24_b7M6s
VirusIt began with a cough.Virus4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just a simple cough, surely the result of some pathenogenic pest
Aggravating my lungs
Just for the hell of it. People make great hosts, you know.
The coughing quickly became hacking
Gasping for air and gagging from the ferocity of the bacterial assault
On my weakening body.
No doubt these microbes were resistant to medication.
I started seeing things.
A tall, faceless man in a black suit watching me from the edge of the trees.
Watching me without eyes.
Surely it was a side effect of the infection.
The hallucinations never stopped.
Medications weren`t working. Doc
Mayu PoemMayu Poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t know why we’re here,
But these little children…are hurt.
I understand them.
I want to help them.
So why are they telling me no?
I told them many of times.
They won’t hurt me…right?
What is this?
I’m being lifted.
Why am I going straight at the door?
I feel the door hit my body.
My body aces.
I’m still going straight…
Is that a wall up ahead?
Wait, don’t they know were going straight for it?
I start to panic.
My screams pour out.
My tears fall down my chin.
My eyes widen as I get closer.
No please no!
My body feels numb.
I feel nothing at all.
Emptiness…is all I feel.
Ib Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's CastleIb Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's Castle2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a cold Halloween night in Guertena’s castle. The moon was full and hung up in the dark, starless sky. The atmosphere was quite peaceful and qui—
“What’s wrong Mary?” Ib asked with a worried look on her face.
Mary was to handle the cooking for tonight’s Halloween party. It had always been a tradition in the castle to hold one annually in honor of Master Guertena’s late wife. Today, though, Guertena was out of the country to do some business, so he left the preparations to his young witch apprentices: Ib and Mary.
“I-I-I tried to hurry the baking up by doubling the temperature but it ended up getting burnt,” Mary said with a glum face.
“You do know that it never works that way,” Ib scolded.
“I-I just miscalculated. That’s all!!”
Ib gave out a sigh.
“Well, we still have five more hours until midnight. Don’t you think you should start the baking all over again
Like You AnytimeBen liked Jeff,Like You Anytime8 months ago in Settings More Like This
Every morning, he’d climb down from the top bunk of their bed, and gently shake him awake.
Jeff liked Ben,
Every morning, he’d wake up to his soft smile, and his tiny, pricked ears.
Ben liked Jeff,
Every morning, he choked on his cereal as he tried to stifle laughter.
Jeff liked Ben,
Every morning, he’d tell the tiny elf jokes while he ate, just to see him spew out a mess of milk and corn flakes as he laughed.
Ben liked Jeff,
Every afternoon, while the proxy trained, he’d sit out on the porch and watch for support.
Jeff liked Ben,
Every afternoon, he’d show off his skills as the tiny elf looked on.
Ben liked Jeff,
Every afternoon, he’d hastily patch him up, wincing when he went over a cut too roughly.
Jeff liked Ben,
Every afternoon, he’d sit on the counter patiently while Ben tended to his wounds.
Ben liked Jeff,
Every afternoon, he’d sit by him on the couch.
Jeff liked Ben,
Every afternoon, he’d wait for the elf to
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