In a universe where Demons rule the earth and humans are their slaves, a small village girl somehow gets the attention of the king of the world....

You go to Ireland for a couple of days to help a fellow Youtuber, and friend, out with doing something for the lead up to Halloween. He said the character's name was Antisepticeye and that you should just go with whatever happens because it's part of his plan. Little did you know, this might be the last Youtube video you ever make. Highest Ranking in Fanfiction #159

{COMPLETED} This is my first story, so only constructive criticism, please. Also, there's no smut. Sorry not sorry. I ain't writing that shit. Also also, there's probably gonna be some gore, but that's to be expected. I'll keep the character pretty gender neutral, but I'm personally a demigirl so forgive me if the character seems a bit feminine at times. ◊◊◊ You're a pretty average person. Your parents are divorced, but that's not really unique. You're kinda pessimistic, some venture to call you "depressed" or "emo", but everybody goes through that phase. ◊◊◊ "Can't you just leave me alone for one night?" I snap. His laughs only fuel my rage. "I'm here to help you - Can't you see that?" he soothes. I just glare at him. "Yeah, making me kill a guy and driving me insane is real 'helpful'. Thanks." The demon shakes his head. "You don't understand, yet. I'm freeing you from the prison that is your conscience." "No, thanks. I like not being a sociopath." "Do you?"

You just finished your last day of art school and decide to go out with a couple of friends.You all decide to go to a pub in the nearest town. You meet a man with green hair and a blue sweatshirt in the seat next to you, and only share a few words. You finish up at the pub, and you and your friends split up and walk to each of your houses. You feel someone watching you. You decide to ignore it, but you chose...poorly. Who is the man you met at the pub? Well...you'll find out soon. "'Hey there lass!' The man said as he caught you."

The world has lived in darkness for over a hundred years since..he..has taken over. Humankind has been all but wiped out in the holocaust-like event leaving less than half the population to rebuild society. After the war, groups of humans began to come together to form the rebellion which grows stronger every day and spreads through..his..land.. (Y/n) is faced with the challenge of taking..him..down and restoring all of humanity to its former glory. (Darkiplier x Reader) #11 in #darkiplier (6/16/18) #1 in #darkiplier (6/26/18) #1 in #darkiplierxreader

Highest rank: #23 in adventure. Jericho and her friends, though mourning the loss of Virgil, are safe and out of immediate danger, with Fell and Anjali nowhere to be found. But the fallen one and the dark druid might not be the only things they have to worry about now, and they may not have each other to lean on this time. New threats loom on the horizon for Jericho, Dark, and the others; how will they fare?

Before him, I used to love being afraid. I wasn't your average girl; I played the most terrifying games, read the most riveting thrillers, and watched every horror film I could get my hands on. I was in love with the sheer exhilaration that fear afforded me; when I was afraid, I was alive. Of course, that's an easy hobby to have when you get your thrills from watching it happen to someone else. It was all fun and games when I was the one turning the pages, manipulating the controls, sitting at home wrapped in a blanket in front of a T.V. screen as I lived a nightmare vicariously through the characters. Being scared was fun because I knew none of it was real. There was a clear line between fantasy and reality. Turn off the T.V., close the book, quit the game, and I was in control again. I was safe, like always. I could walk away, laughing and alive. I used to love being afraid... Until it wasn't a game anymore. My name is Jericho Andromeda Winters, and this is my story.