"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my f...
❝ the boy that you loved, is the monster you fear. ❞ - an andy biersack horror story.
What if your wildest fantasies and most disgusting creations became your reality? What happens when a simple game of make-believe turns into a traumatizing event that destroys your innocent mindset? What if you could use your childish and frantic imagination to create a home inside a home: another realm. When Lethia...
"when shadows crawl, you're not alone." - "andy, please don't do this," she pleaded. "not tonight." "i don't wanna be here," his voice shook. there was no hiding the angry red rings around his eyes anymore, tears wanting to spill through, not even in the dimness. "i don't wanna be here." andy didn't know how to handle...
All Andy wanted was a perfect kill. A victim that would fight back, give him a challenge, and amuse his mad cravings. He eventually finds what he was looking for but was she too feisty? Even for his taste? Too accustomed to his being there? When Andy realizes this, he doesn't know whether to end her or not. The option...
Ballet, kitty-cats, and frill are three easy words to describe Murey Nabella White. All her life she has been sheltered in the richer part of California. She's never been the type to take risks, or try and stand out from the crowd. She's simply an ordinary girly girl, who enjoys reading, and hanging out with her best...
Some people don't understand the concept of someone's mind when they're at their worst in life. Others grasp the pain these people are in. I am one of those people whom grasp it but also experience it, long term. I am Harper, and I happen to be a young adult suffer many mental illnesses. As I stay in this asylum, I e...
"if i stop moving, my mind might kill me." - a story of a recovering alcoholic who has too many grievances to count and a wanderer whose soul cannot be constrained to just one thing. - "you don't belong to anyone." "you're right." her eyes were distant as she looked into his, soul far off in the coldest, darkest corne...
Andy Biersack one-shots. Requests are OPEN; I can write on any topic.
Juliet has a passion for photography. Ever since she observed her grandfather taking pictures with his old camera she wanted to do the same. She wanted to capture moments of happiness and even thoughts. In her photography class she gets the assignment to do a work about a certain photographer. With that she discovers...
If something was ever handed down to you, directly from death himself, would you take it? Would you risk everything just to give that little pupae of a dream a chance to fly? Wouldn't you whisper secrets into its skin, praying and hoping that it will magically grow on its own? Even though you know it is hopeless? The...
"Everyone has an addiction... Mine just so happens to be you" |warning might contain sexual content and profanity|
My eyes filled up with warm tears, my lip quivering as I clenched my fists. This was not the Andy that I knew and loved. No, now he was a monster. A cold hearted, disgusting monster. "Get out, Andy." I snapped. "Snow please. I didn't do it!" He cried. "You liar." I said through gritted teeth. Andy shook his head. "Sno...