Cryaoticfanfiction Stories

Cute and trust me there will be *drumroll* SMUTTEH

Cryaotic is an american youtuber, not much is known about him,he doesn't like to stand out which is hard as he always wears a mask, one day he meets this one person ,little did he know that, that small encounter would change his life forever.. (((in this story I am going to be writing him a little younger than he actually is)))

A girl named Lucy moved a couple of days ago and now goes to a new school. It's no problem for her to read people like open books. You could say it's her 'special abbility'. She gets to know all kinds of different people there, amongst them: Felix the player, who has a running bet with his friends. 'How long does he need to get her laid?' With time, he gets to like her but sadly his two best friends, Cry and Ken, do too. A dramatic and sassy adventure begins. Who will have her heart, at the end? (This is going to be a story with three different endings. Be prepared.)

You’ve been a fan of Cry’s for years, and you’ve pretty much given up on your dream to one day meet him. That is until one day when a certain mysterious pokerfaced-mask-wearing sir moves in across the street. The more you hang out with him, the closer your friendship gets. And one day you learn (spoiler alert) he is in fact Cry. Like, that Cry. One night you start experiencing these insane nightmares. (Hehe, see what I did there? Yes? No? Whatever. I thought it was funny) Will Cry be able to save you from the demons that haunt him? I sure as hell don’t know. (Or do I?). You’ll just have to read and find out. Ps: I don’t own any of the songs, books, or YouTubers that I mention in the story.

In September 2011, when Felix had recently started to date Marzia, his friend Cry invites him over to Florida. The time they spent together is unforgettable...

Gamer Youtuber, Cryaotic adopts a young girl ! Read all their adventures in growing up. • • Wattpad story belongs to JellyJenn. All copy of this story must be notified by author first. Copyright JellyJenn©

Pew-im such trash I wish I could die-cry. I can't download any pewdiecry pictures and I can't draw sorry. anyway this book is pewdiecry. A ship from the land of the inter webs, where your soul does not come back intact. I'm not good at angst and I can't do smut so sorry. I do take requests.

i do NOT own the picture, cry, you. I do own da story

I got a bit frustrated with reader inserts, because everything felt so forced. So I'm writing my own forced self insert to cater to my fantasy of interacting with someone I know nothing about and will probably never meet in my life. its fun tho.

(I lost a bet playing Cards Against Humanity, and now i have to write this... turns out, its a little better then i thought.) Abe is a simple YouTube lover, and soon she meets her ideal, a particular masked man.

Kody Leaivale is out going, giggly, and one of the most lovable, cutest, and most silliest girl you'll ever meet. Before moving to a town in Florida, Kody use to live by herself in London as she spent most of her time gaming for YouTube, or had her nose in another good book. Though when her American friends offer her to move in with them in Florida, Kody doesn't refuse. Anyways, she does need a thing of new scenery, and maybe a new lover she's always dreamed of. Ryan Terry, who much prefers Cry with his friends, is most a quiet, and mysterious guy who likes to keep to himself as he hides a majority of his face behind a 'Poker-face' mask. Even though one his best friends, and his bestfriend's girlfriend is staying with him, Ryan can't help but still feel lonely, but can a certain someone change that. Find out what happens in "Nope, Never". (I understand that, Cry doesn't like his real name in fan fictions, but sucks for him because it is. :P Sorry man.)

Your stereotypical Cryaotic fanfiction that every gushing, over the heels, madly in love, stalker tendancied fangirl writes.

I watch a few youtubers and occasionally I like to draw fan art for them. Hope you like it!

There was a knife, sleek and polished, the blade itself was sharp freshly sharpen. The wielder of this blade had been sent here for a high price, and he made sure he wouldn't even make a floor board creek, telling himself that he would finish his job just like his last one, swiftly and quickly.