The Human Race | Darkiplier X Reader
Humans have been practically gone for over hundreds of years. Or so they thought This Story Is Completed
Humans have been practically gone for over hundreds of years. Or so they thought This Story Is Completed
To create is a beautiful thing. To corrupt is just as beautiful.
"I've been... educated in the ways of manners. And you need to be taught a lesson."
•DISCONTINUED• He was a strange boy. I knew him in school, yet I could never find a way to talk to him. One day when his best friend was sick he sat down next to me at lunch. It wasn't much, just an exchange of hello's. Then, after that, I didn't see him anymore. And that time turned into weeks. Into years. I graduate...
"Hey Bon-Bon! I think that's the birthday girl over there! We should go give her a surprise!"
(Funtime Freddy x Reader)(Under Editing, chapters marked with an X have been renovated) You know that your situation isn't exactly... normal. But you were roped into it, and are currently paying the price. You are actually pretty good at your job- surviving, that is. But there is only one teensy problem. That problem...
TW: seriously this story contains a little bit of everything that may trigger you. Idk I was in a dark place. Alex has just been through the worst two years of her life. She knows nothing but lies, betrayal, and heart break. This time will be different though. Follow Alex through her journey as she decides to not let...
TW: seriously this story contains a little bit of everything that may trigger you. Idk I was in a dark place. Alex is back. A new year and a new adventure. As the witch returns to Hogwarts she begins to see the changes. The Wizarding World isn't the same. With Voldemort on the rise she has to be alert at every turn. E...
TW: listen, I wrote this when I was 15 years old. I don't remember what's in half of it, nor do I really want to. 😅 It's not well written. It's crude, immature, and above all- a cry for help. The only reason I haven't archived it is because writing this story helped me disassociate for many years. It is what kept me...
As a young, naive child, you once came across a small gutter on the side of the road. Being only a young child, you didn't think twice when you were greeted by the thin grin of a clown from within. But even back then, you were not as gullible as he had presumed you to be, and you didn't fall for his flattery. And as y...