snowflake (Pewdiepie x Cry )Mpreg cap 01_________________________________snowflake (Pewdiepie x Cry )Mpreg cap 011 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PewDiePie x cry
Warnings: strong language, yaoi and mpreg soft moments .
If MPREG .
this is a fictional story .
I do not own any of the character here write fanfics puestos.Yo nonprofit .
Chapter 1: A Kiss snowed.
It was all he heard , apart from their small steps for the fine snow that lay on the sidewalk of that deserted calle.He went forward with arms folded across his chest , trying to shelter from the dry winter in Sweden.
His warm breath formed a small white cloud in front of his mouth. The cold hard skin tore and numbed her small hands , which took shelter inside the pockets of his coat gray ash .
He entered the porch of a normal house of two floors and painted a pale beige . Passed the front yard covered in white and knocked on the door by hand.
Some time later, the door opened , revealing her fiance . Blond, blue -eyed , his Swedish accent I take a small smile .
"Cry ! 've Finally arrived." che
Let's pretend I can write okayLet's pretend I can write okay3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Anxious digits were making uneasy taps on the desk of his studio. In his mind, the clock could have gone by hours when, really, it had only been ten minutes. His uneasy stomach did flips as beads of sweat raced down his face. Glasses swiftly removed, those tapping digits moved to violently rub the violet eyes of the nervous man. An arbitrary hand makes its way through messy hair. The glasses resume their place and flickering eyes are caught by the very thing that started the conundrum. That put him in such a flurry.
A shaky breath taken, his slim hand moved to the computer mouse.
In a single click, the picture is set to print.
Pokemon Creepypasta: DEMISEDid you know that when you trade for a Pokémon in the GTS, sometimes you will get something you weren't looking for?Pokemon Creepypasta: DEMISE4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
According to a select few, there is a Pokémon that has been terrorizing players since the beginnings of the fourth generation. The Pokémon, simply known as "DEMISE," has been considered both a hack and virus, and is only found through the GTS trading system.
DEMISE is reportedly a genderless shiny Bellossom. Its OT reads as "???" and its ID number is "00000." It's reported to bear a somber expression, with black tear-like markings pouring from its eyes. The flowers on its head as well as its leafy skirt are described shrivelled and/or decayed.
Accounts of its profile signify that DEMISE was met as a fateful encounter with its last trainer. The location of the Pokémon's origin remains unknown since it does not register on the GTS Globe.
DEMISE is level 0 with exactly 100 hit points. Additional oddities includ
Starved- CreepypastaStarved- Creepypasta3 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was finally done. The little Zweilous plush I had spent weeks to make was finally finished. It was lifezise, the tops of the two heads standing at 4'08". I loved it, and in honor of it, I decided to go get a Deino on my Black version and name it in honor of the plush. I turned on my DSi and skipped through all of the opening screens until I got to the 3D Reshiram. I watched the camera pan around the white Pokemon in circles, then resumed to press start and begin my game. I was at Skyarrow Bridge, and I remembered that I had was trying to hatch an egg. I used my Kyurem, Cruornivi, and made him use Fly. The Unova map faded in from black, and I moved the red cursor on the screen up until it hovered over Victory Road. I clicked it, and the Fly animation came up, the screen faded, and faded back in. My trainer sprite was standing at the foot of the rocky mountain, the gates behind me and the dark entrance to the cave in front. After a few minutes of fighting and easily defeating Durants
Creepypasta - Charizaaaaa--Char... H-h-hello? Who's there? Have you come to h-h-help me? ... Oh... I - I'm sorry. I guess no one can... no one... You're looking at me quite oddly. Please... don't... I... I don't want to look like this... I'm not meant to look like this. Don't stare. I said don't stare. STOP...! No, I-I'm sorry, please don't go! I haven't had company in a long time. Please. Stay with me...Creepypasta - Charizaaaaa--4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I bet you're wondering what I meant earlier... Well, believe it or not, I'm actually a Bulbasaur. Don't look at me like that! I'm not crazy, I swear! Just... just listen, okay? Well... I went everywhere with my master, everywhere. He loved me so much... I even had a name. But now, I don't remember it... Tee... Tea...? No... Lee! That was it! How that name brings back memories... no one calls me that anymore...
I was so happy... My master loved me so much, and he trained me every day. No matter if I won or lost, I was still his favourite. Then... that thing came...
It was a Charizard. Master
Hope | Chapter 1 | Levi x ReaderHope | Chapter 1 | Levi x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Night time started to take over and forms itself, consuming the horizon before releasing its shining stars. It has been another long day of hard work. You have never been this more exhausted than you have been before. But, you knew what this meant. The moment you have always waited for each day, bedtime.
Yawning loudly starting to make your way towards your dorm, your eyes not breaking contact with the floorboards. Not even bothering to join in with the very few left in the dining hall. All you wanted to do is to rest. Although there was something very peculiar bothering you. You didn't know what it, but you tried all that you could to remember what it was or what it could be. If only you have known what it could be you would be able to sleep at ease at night, but it looks like tonight it's not happening until your brain decides it's enough of wondering what it could be.
You blinked once, twice. Feeling the weight of the day slump off on you. Your posture was poorly straig
Pokemon CreepyPasta: VictorIt was a Friday. I had just got home from school, exhausted. Bored out of my mind from a day of learning, I got out my Nintendo DS and placed my Pokémon Black game inside. For quite some time, I had been trying to get a second Victini. It was for my boyfriend. He said he wanted one but couldn't get his own copy of the game until his birthday, which by then, the Victini Wi-Fi event would have ended. So I had promised I would get one for him and trade it to him when he had his own copy of the game.Pokemon CreepyPasta: Victor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned on my game and started up Black. Loading my saved data, I entered a Pokémon Centre and entered the Global Trade. Searching 'Victini', I skimmed though the possible trade partners, talking to myself as I did so.
"Victini for Zekrom? No way! Victini for Reshiram? Screw that! Victini for Victini? That's just dumb! Victini for level 1 Zekrom?!? Is that even possible?!" I growled with frustration. Why were all the people on Global Trade so stupid? "Oh, hello
Loss of control :Creepypasta:Loss of control :Creepypasta:4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stupid Rattata..." I murmured as I finished it with Scratch. That was the 7th Rattata in this dungeon, and I was starting to get irritated. "I WANT TO BATTLE OTHER POKÉMONS! NOT RATTATAS!" I yelled in frustration. My partner, Squirtle, turned around to face me. He had a confused look on his face.
"Meowth! Just calm down, we will battle other Pokémon, you'll see, just try to be more patient." Squirtle was a good friend to have. He is always there for me, no matter what. But right in that moment I wasn't thinking about that and just gave him a hateful gaze and slowly started to walk home.
"Come on, let's go home." Squirtle only shrugged and followed. We walked through the big deep-green forest and on to the road that would take us home. No one said anything. It felt good with the silence anyways. It helps me concentrate. After 10 minutes of walking, we finally arrived, Squirtle said good bye to me. I ignored him, was still upset about everything in the dungeon. Squirtle sighed
first chance.i love you.first chance.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't even know why.
there's just this unconditional thing in me
and i don't know what it is but
i know it's there
and i know it's strong,
stonger than you could ever imagine.
i know you don't love me but
you haven't even given me the chance
you don't even know how well i could do.
i'm lousy at most things so you've probably
just assumed that i'm terrible at love too but
i promise i'm not.
if there's one thing i can do right,
it's love you.
Pokemon Creepypasta- KamiWell hello there fellow reader, are you looking for a story? You're in luck then because I have a great one that I think you might like. I never told anyone this story not even my closest friend or my family, so you'll be the first one to read this tale. Do you feel special? Lets get started shall we?Pokemon Creepypasta- Kami3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This story is about a lad named Daniel. He was about ten years old of age and overall he was pretty much a normal kid. Daniel, like a lot of kids in his class, fell in love with pokemon when it first came out. The very first game he owned was Pokemon Red since his favorite color was red. Daniel found the game to be slightly addicting and he always had a hard time putting it down. He always carried around his Gameboy color with him along with Pokemon Red game, even to school. Daniel was a good boy though so he would only play his game when it was recess, then he wouldn't get his precious game taken away. When he got home Daniel continued to play the game, his best friend Michael
Human Eridan x Pregnat readerHuman Eridan x Pregnat reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sorry if this has grammar or any spelling mistakes.
You hadn't seen him in weeks due to his work. Eridan worked as a photographer and right now he was his way from cross the country doing photo shots for models. Oh how you miss him.
You set your hand on your belly. You had just found out your wore going to have your beloved Husband's child. One problem though you needed a way to tell him. You twist a strand of you (H/L) (H/C) hair between you fingers.
Suddenly you hear the door open and a fromiller voice speak, “(Y/N) I'm home.” You look over and there is your beloved Eridan. Now you wore panicking because you still had no way of telling him. Then, a pair of arms rapped around your waist. You're now staring in the face of your beloved husband. You smile and kiss his lips gently. He chuckled a little and asked, “Howw havve you been.” You replied,
Pokemon Creepypasta: NicknamePokemon Creepypasta: Nickname4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
My name is Kimberly, and I love Pokemon. But with my growing love for other Anime and video games, I hadn't played the Pokemon games in a long time. So I decided to again. I looked through my DS bag to find all my games. I found them, except for Platinum. Carefully placing the others on my bed, I look over them again to make sure I wasn't just missing it. I looked on the ground to see if I had dropped it, and saw my dog staring at me with that guilty look in her eye. Raising an eyebrow, I turned and looked under the table I had gotten my DS bag off of. I found Platinum chewed to pieces. I let out a cry of disappointment. I had JUST defeated the Elite Four, and was planning to again! Luckily I convinced my mom to let me buy a new game.
Unfortunately, all the new Platinums had been sold out. I had to resort to a used one. No big deal, I could just start a new game. Used ones were cheaper anyway. The case was in pretty good condition, too. It had been tough working all the way to th
Creepypasta LullabyCreepypasta Lullaby3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come little children, come with me,
I'll take you to a land of fantasy,
Have you heard, of this great place?
It's called Creepypasta, the land you'll grace.
My friends who live here are great and strong,
Mightier than even Donkey Kong.
We are here, it looks quite dreadful,
You can't leave, don't make me chuckle!
You are trapped, here in this place,
I am your guide, you can't replace,
So follow me pace for pace.
Here we go, the walk has started.
Come now, and don't be so guarded!
Here we have a murderer now, he's on that mound.
He'll kill you quick, faster than sound.
His face is white, his smile is big,
He'll say "Go to sleep", and snap you like a twig.
Do not wail, and do not weep!
It's not time for you to go to sleep!
We have more, much more to see,
So come along, and follow me!
Next on our list, is something strange,
A pokemon, well that's a change!
This little one was abandoned so!
He once was a Brother, is that so low?
Now in this land, he calls for blood,
He became a monster,
lines for rae armantroutFor instance, an old oak grovelines for rae armantrout3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And to you, Rae, because what appears
is always the cosmic cascading bodies,
torched and tumbling,
and someone screaming evacuate-
meaning rebuild, re-haunt.
Reading about the experiment,
it became evident-
the traffic of moans,
crowds of shadows standing
in the peripheral,
a sense of expectation and dread.
This is how death comes in poems:
The last campfire in the distance goes dark.
DeAr KaRkAtDeAr BeSt FrIeNd,DeAr KaRkAt3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
RoSeS aRe ReD,
aNd MaTeSpRiTs ArE tOo,
Is NoT hOw I aLl FeEl FoR yOu.
SoPoR iS gReEn,
PaInT iS wHiTe,
BeInG oNlY yOuR mOtHeRfUcKiN mOiRaIl,
Is My BlAsPhEmOuS bLiGhT.
sAnItY iS sLiPpInG,
rAiNbOw BlOoD iS dRiPpInG,
tHiS nExT fUcKiNg LiNe,
IsN't WoRtH sKiPpInG.
rOsEs ArE rEd,
AnD mAtEsPrItS aRe ToO,
nOw I dOn'T hAvE mUcH tImE tO sAy,
I'm MoThErFuCkIn FlUsHeD fOr YoU.
i LoVe YoU, bEsT fRiEnD.
Loyalty: Pokemon CreepypastaI love my trainer. She's a seven-year old little girl with long blond hair and gray eyes. Her name is Lucy. I love her like a mother would love her child. I love her more than that. Is that even possible? Yes. It is. We laugh together, cry together, and share many things. Or at least, we used to.Loyalty: Pokemon Creepypasta4 years ago in Horror More Like This
We were standing there, in the streets, she and I. She was getting terrorized by a tall, ugly boy with a Haunter. She was running, and I was floating, for all we were worth. Down one street, up another, through stores and ducking under people's feet. Why didn't anyone stop? Why didn't anyone help? We were alright for a while. Lucy and I were quick. Unfortunately, we were not quick enough. He trapped us in an alley, and was closing in.
"Gardevoir!" Lucy squealed, hiding her eyes.
I floated up in front of her, determined to protect my beloved trainer.
"Haunter! Shadow Punch!" the boy commanded, and the ghost's hand glowed with a dark red energy. It flew at me, smashing its
Pokemon Creepypasta- BanetteIf only I didn't take that doll If only I didn't throw it away If only, if onlyPokemon Creepypasta- Banette4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was lovely day, and I was sitting in my room, playing with my dolls. I loved to collect dolls. Plush dolls, especially. There was that Charizard one, and the Zigzagoon one, all of them were Pokemon dolls. All except one. It was a weird gray one, with big yellow eyes that stared at me. And the mouth that's just a zip.
I had tried unzipping the zip, and found a piece of candy there. I ate it, and it tasted bitter. Horribly bitter. One of the reasons I hated that doll. I stuffed stones into the zip and flung it to one corner. I would call it Banette. An ugly name, suited for a despicable doll like this.
I left it at the corner for months, until I received my first Pokemon. It was a Rattata. I simply adored it, and brought it up to my room. When it came up, the first thing it did was throw Banette a disgusted look. It loathed Banette too. I walked over and picked it up, feeling the
DenmarkxDead!Reader - EmptyDenmarkxDead!Reader - Empty1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mathias sighed gruffly as he dug through his pocket for his key. He extracted the key when he finally found it, and unlocked the front door to his apartment.
“_____, I’m home,” he said, but stopped himself when he realized that he was entering an empty room.
Empty. That’s how he felt for the past several weeks now.
He wanted her back. The love of his life. The only person he had ever truly cared for––and had cared for him in return. He wanted her to greet him when he came home, to smile and kiss him as sweetly as she had before.
But she never would again.
Mathias sighed again and closed the door behind him.
Dear GamzeeDear Gamzee,Dear Gamzee3 years ago in Romance More Like This
ROSES ARE RED,
VIOLETS ARE BLUE,
YOURE MY MOIRAIL,
AND YOUR MIND IS MISSING A SCREW.
INSANITY IS BLACK,
PURITY IS WHITE,
FROM MY HEART,
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY MIGHT.
MOIRAILS ARE DIAMONDS,
MATESPRITS ARE HEARTS,
AND I KNOW,
YOU DONT HAVE ALL THE SMARTS.
AUSPISTICE ARE CLUBS,
KISMESIS ARE SPADES,
IM BEING BLUNT,
JUST LIKE MY SICKLE BLADES.
I LOVE YOU, FUCKASS.
She BelievedI stumble through my mind,She Believed3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Weakened by the pain of years.
I always search but cannot find
The source of all my bitter tears.
I see a light, an anchor, a hope;
I limp faster, relieved by the sight.
I found a gentle, downward slope
Like a rescue from a blight.
I lean on you, no longer afraid;
Finally I have found relief.
Tears dry, memories fade,
Like wind carries a wilted leaf.
But in the end, it wasn't true
You held my heart yet let it die.
My anchor became my noose;
My trust was blinded to your lie.
How could I be so ignorant?
You pledged to never leave my side.
There's none to blame but myself
"She believed when he lied."