[x]

Jeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife. Part Nine.Jeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife.
Part Nine:

Your p.o.v. –
I didn’t want to give him what he wanted, but I didn’t want to die, not like that – something in me broke and maybe, just maybe, he’d stick to his words. It was all I had. I’d had lost all my self-respect when our lips connected.
He dropped me like a ton of bricks – I fell to the floor, my knees scraping on the carpet. I squeezed my eyes shut to stop the tears from pouring out as I begged for my life, “I’ll do ANYTHING!” I breathed between sharp breaths.
He stopped and crouched to where I was, curled in a ball on the floor &#

MaskyXReader-1 PlanNormal P.O.V

You laid in your (f/c) Bed sheets on the floor. You stayed the night at a friends house and you both fell asleep in her bed room floor. The past month or two as been a little different for you. You have a feeling come over you when you step outside. Even when you sleep you feel as if you aren't alone. You figured this is normal and it will go away soon. But someone watched over you.

Masky's P.O.V
I sit on a tree outside of (y/n)'s friends house. My brother Hoody, stayed in the bushes. Most of the time he was with me when i went out. I watched my (y/n) breathe and tossed a bit in her sleep. Her face looked adorable when she slep

First Encounter

I first started seeing him a little after I turned six years old. I had been sitting in my wheelchair in my back yard with a wooden board stretched out on my lap. I was using it as a desk to draw on. My pencils were in a little tin soup can and my paper was piled neatly next to them on the surface in front of me. I had been doodling suns with smiley faces and dogs playing in the grass and stick children beaming up at me for several long minutes, before I somehow sensed that I was not alone.

I had raised my head. Standing only a few feet from me, was a humanoid figure. He (I judged it to be male) was wearing a smart black business suit

Don't Touch Me (PDC) Part 1He'd been slumping around like some kind of tired prophecy for days. A frown on his brow, his cheeks pallid... like he knew something was going to go wrong.
I wish he'd warned me that it would be like this.

I guess I needed a break. The house had become to feel like the walls were pressing in on me, cold cushions mumbling threats of the future. It wasn't like I was lonely anymore, or jealous or paranoid; Pewds was there by my side, every morning and every night. But that was just it, really. He was around me so much I thought maybe he might get infected. Maybe my madness was somehow contagious. Something like that.
Either way, I had to get o

MaskyXReader-2 CapturingAges:

(y/n):18

Masky:19

Hoody:19

---------------------------------------------------

Normal P.O.V

You awoke from your peacful slumber. You softly sat up sighing, Stretching your muscles. Your (e/c) orbs looking around the room and the bed you had been placed in. 'How did i get here?' You thought quietly. 'I must have moved up here in my sleep...' You scooted your body down the bed and off to the side a bit to look at your sleeping friend. You looked at her for a few seconds before she awakend as well. Her sleepy face looked at you and smiled, Yawning a bit.

"H-Hey (y/n). How did you get up there? I thought you slept down here with me."

Don't Touch Me (PDC) Part 2I don’t know how I managed to get him home. He had stumbled and staggered and stopped mid-stride, as if suddenly he’d seen a crack open up in the road, gaping wide, and he’d stand there shaking his head and tugging back on his invisible restraints. His own ghosts following him again, his own mind carving apart reality.
I had glanced back at him over my shoulder as we walked, stepped over, murmuring his name in my own fear, but he could only say one thing, each and every time I got near:
“Don’t touch me.”
He was hurt, and I understood that. He had been through an ordeal I could never, ever understand. But he

Containment Breached: Scenario 1 P1"D-1956, please enter the testing area."
Those are the last words you remember.
You lie still, staring up at the shadowy ceiling. Two bloodied, skinless human hands hang in one dark corner, the thick clouds of ash obscuring their owner, but you are unfazed. An alarm wails in the distance, turned into calming music by a chorus of shouts and gunfire. At the far side of the containment chamber, someone shifts and groans in pain.
You are a D-Class at Foundation Site 19. By now, you are used to being thrust into surreal, deadly situations, but this one is different. There are no intercom voices guiding you and keeping you calm. There are no shotgun-toting, riot-armored guards waiting in the wings. This is no longer a test. Something has gone very, very wrong. The rats have chewed through the lock on their proverbial cage, and the men in charge forgot to bait the traps.
Hell is breaking loose.
Self-preservation eventually forces you to your feet, where you take stock of the situation.

CREEPY PASTA OC: The Sweet Life- Part 1The Sweet Life- Part 1

The dew stuck upon green blades of grass as the sun rose over the side of the Earth to shine blinding rays of light onto an old worn down cottage; arriving to greet the family inside a good morning. Yvette Geschichte (meaning: a tale, like a story) was the daughter who belonged to a long line consisting of candy artists and sellers throughout her family's history since time began in a little place called Cologne, Germany. Chocolate and delicacies was their family's heart and soul so her life was very well involved with candy in many shapes and forms. Rolling out of her bed due to the sound of nature that creepe

No Escape - HetaOni Italy X Reader - Part 11“London! London, wake up!”

Voices. So many…voices…

“Maybe we should use force to wake her up…?”

“R-Russia! Put the pipe down!”

You groaned a little as you heard Britain’s startled yell, and slowly, you allowed your eyes to open, squinting as they adjusted to the dim light of the room.

“Everyone. She’s waking up,” Japan said simply, staring down at your form. You gave him a weak smile, to which he returned somewhat.

“London!” Britain yelled, rushing to your side and pulling you into his arms. You winced as you felt your head throb as it was lifte

Blind Shards Part 1Blind is the corrupter for he does not see the corruption in himself.

"So First, enlighten me about our new guest. From what I know he is different from us all but in which way? It seems that he's mute and deaf, I may even add blind judging by the fact that he's been still since you have gathered this reunion."

A growling laughter echoed in the empty hall, the first sign of life coming from the one who is known as Fifth.

"I'll explain in due time Fourth. In the meantime do me the favor and shut your mouth or should I say that I should shut my subconscious mouth?"

"Let's make this paradox even more complex shall we First? Let us explain th

The Incarnation Of Hate

Hate didn't mean to hurt the girl.
Of course she didn't.
She wanted to help.

Hate knew pain when she saw it. This girl was in pain.
The girl looked so sad, her face was leaking...
She looked lost, Hate knew what that felt like.

Hate was lost too.
She had wandered from her home without meaning to.
She had passed through the gates of hell and just kept walking,
and soon she had no idea where she was.
The air was clean out here, she was used to fire and the smell of burning flesh of the damned.
Out here everything was brightly coloured, light, and smelled fresh. Hate was confused by it all.
When she first arrived she was scared.
So she had sat down on the ground, her body had started to shake and her eyes had started to sting. She had put her hands to them to try and stop the stinging. But when she pulled them away they were wet. Leaking. Hate's eyes were leaking.

Just like the girls where.

She ha

Yesterday...and Today (Part one, Chapter one)Setting: England, 1965
Pairing: McLennon
Summary:Paul reacts badly when John spurns his advances

A piercing scream ripped through the studios of EMI, causing heads to look up and intruments to drop. "Johnny, no!" A young man screamed. He was clinging desperately to the ankle of his best friend, John, trying to get him to stay, but since John kept walking towards the door, the younger man was dragged along. It was a sight that was both comical and sad to their two bandmates, who were sitting on the leather couch in back of the room. "Paul, for the last time, no!" John said. "Now, let go of me!"

Paul was crying now. He shook his head and clun

MythologyI - Lucidity

"What do you think of this one, daddy?"

Michelle placed another of her drawings on the table, completely ignoring the breakfast in the way of her exhibition. It was another of her dream sketches; after we moved, Sarah encouraged her to draw her dreams every morning. Apparently, it somehow helped her young mind cope with the sudden changes of being dragged halfway across the country. I didn't really understand it, honestly, but Sarah was the psychologist, not me.

Her tiny, blue eyes sparkled in the reflected light of the morning sun, searching desperately for my approval. I was exhausted - Sarah was still brewing our morning co

Containment Breached: Scenario 1 P2Snatching up the S-Nav, you steel yourself and exit the containment chamber.
Everything outside is in shambles. Corpses litter the tile; some are shredded, some have exploded outward, others have been corroded to terrifying husks, still others have been so utterly decimated that human words fail you upon seeing them. Some lie in piles on the ground, some are strung up from the ceiling, others are crushed beneath the bulkheads, still others appear to have shot themselves and their co-workers. It is a massacre. You wish you were amongst the dead, if only to spare yourself from the coming horror.
The S-Nav points you to your first target: the observation balcony overlooking the the bulkheads. That should lead to the upper floors, where the exits are. You start following the path from your here to there, on the lookout for anything that could be of use along the way.
You soon reach a hallway junction that allows access to some other containment chambers. As you begin to ascend throug

Dream's Insanity: Part 11Raph and RJ stared each other down for a moment.
Raph suddenly grinned.
"Hey, One eye. How you doin'?"
RJ smiled too.
Not a full grin, but a smile.
"I'm doin' ok, not as good as I could be, but..."
"Hey, aren't we all?"
Raph strode over and gave her a bro hug.
"I saw Shredder and his lackeys come through here. You guys ok?"
"Yeah, the cloaking device worked. But what are you doing here?"
The whole room relaxed and went back to their buisness.
Mikey sidled up to Peri.
"When Raph comes, it usually means trouble.
He hardly ever comes around here unless Leo's here, but we still get cautious."
"Ah. I'm glad to see that RJ stayed friends with him."
"Yeah, she doesn't blame anyone.
She mostly blames heself.
But why, we'll never know.
I'm not even sure she does, either."
Peri looked at RJ's face.
It was a little lighter than usual.
The little shadow that was always there was gone.
"Right, you guys are ok, so I'm gone."
"You sure?" RJ said.
"Yeah. I'm clearin' out before Fearless gets here. See

Browse More Like This

Download File
HTML, 1.5 KB more ▶

More from ~E404Corruption

Welcome home.As I stare up into the cloudy sky I feel a single drop hit my cheek.
My body feels like it is filled with lead.
I can barley move, even though I try not to.
I get colder and colder as I feel the pool underneath me grow.
To my dismay, it is not rain, it is my blood.
A man dressed in white stands over me asking if I am ready.
I nod yes and I suddenly feel weightless.
I follow the man up through the dark grey clouds.
I expect to see the blue sky but I am met with something better.
Glorious golden gates that open up to a large white castle.
The man in white then turns to me and says
"Welcome home"

The Fat Hat CatThere once was a cat,
That lied on a mat,
Soon it grew fat,
So someone mistook it for a hat,
And when the cat,
That grew fat,
Was mistaken for a hat,
Saw a rat,
It struck it with a bat,
So now the cat,
That grew fat,
And was mistaken for a hat,
Hit the rat,
With the bat,
It lied once more on the mat.

An EscortCome with me my friend,
I can show you how it begins,
I can show you how it ends.
I can show you anything you want,
But I warn you friend,
Some things may haunt.
I wish not to scare you,
Just merely be a guide,
To show you what you do.
The results of your actions,
To the people around you,
I want to show you their reactions.
For I believe you must know,
That to one person,
You dealt the final blow.
I am not trying to blame,
But the actions you see are you,
And only you can lay claim.
Now that you have seen,
The actions you have done,
I ask what made you so mean?

Such a Lonely DaySuch a lonely day.
When I have no one to hold; no one to keep close. When I have no one to care for, to look out for.
No one to talk with, no one to laugh with.
Such a lonely day, and its mine.
For there are friends in which to have fun with, but they do not help.
It is not their fault that I feel this way, nor is it their responsibility to make me feel happy.
Such a lonely day should be banned.
Incomplete is how I feel, no one should feel like this.
I wish for that someone to hold close to me.
Today I can`t stand.
Instinct tells me to put my arm around the shoulder of someone special.
But when I look to either side I see no one

View Gallery · View Prints

Featured in Groups:

Not currently featured in any groups.

Details

Submitted: May 3, 2012
File Size: 1.5 KB

Link

Thumb

Statistics

Comments: 16
Favourites: 6 [who?]
Views: 38 (0 today)
Downloads: 4 (0 today)

License

Some rights reserved. This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.

[x]

Cadaver`s Tail: The First Glimpse of Kindness

by ~E404Corruption, May 3, 2012, 7:41:13 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Horror / Introductions & Chapters

Cadaver`s Tale: The First Glimpse of Kindness Teaser
"Oooh," said the curious white mare, "What's in here?"
As the white mare with a golden mane with deep blue eyes walked up to the basket covered in a blanket she grew all the more curious. She paused in mid step as something under the blanket moved. At that, she quickly walked up to the basket and pulled the blanket off.
"Oh dear oh dear oh dear," she said to herself, not noticing the wings on the baby foal, "Who would such a horrible thing?"
She started to take the baby out of the basket, taking off the blindfold and the other bindings. When she did, that's when she saw the wings flutter a little. Now she understood why.
"Oh my," said in a sad tone, "Even if he is different it is still no reason to do this, and to a foal none the less."
When she finished taking off all the bindings the foal looked up at the white mare; a scared look on its face. Right then she hugged him and decided that she was going to raise him as her own. Putting him back in the basket so it would be easier to carry she said in a gentle voice.
"I`m sorry to put you back in here but it will only be until we get home, okay?" She said with a smile, trying to comfort the shivering and scared foal. "Don't worry, I`m not going to hurt you. Oh! Your eyes are so beautiful."

Cadaver`s Tail: The First Glimpse of Kindnessby ~E404Corruption

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Horror / Introductions & Chapters

Hello hello hello, this is a teaser for the next part in Cadaver`s life and it is titled "The First Glimpse of Kindness". I think it is a proper title since someone is being nice to him YAY! More of this will follow soon, i hope to type a lot this weekend when im not working on my rube goldberg project for school so...yeah. Enjoy.

*Lost-All-Sanity May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Aww..This made me cry!

~E404Corruption May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

yay, in good way right

*Lost-All-Sanity May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Of coarse!

~E404Corruption May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

yay, and the next part is up

*Lost-All-Sanity May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

[link] lol,Just watch it ;w;

~E404Corruption May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

why are so many of your faved videos in japanese

*Lost-All-Sanity May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I don't know... ;W;

~E404Corruption May 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

yay i stalked your videos

(1 Reply)

!Frozenice379 May 3, 2012 Student

she is cute :3

also nice!!

~E404Corruption May 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

her name shall be said later on, and i still need a cutie mark. and thank you

More from ~E404Corruption

Featured in Groups:

Details

Statistics

License

Cadaver`s Tail: The First Glimpse of Kindness

Cadaver`s Tail: The First Glimpse of Kindnessby ~E404Corruption

The Journal Portal

Polls

What is your preferred drawing software?

deviantART [dee·vee·un'nt·ART]

Keep in Touch!

Deviousness

Add Media

Style