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It's okay to let go (Cry) (PewDieCry fanfiction)Cry.It's okay to let go (Cry) (PewDieCry fanfiction) by ParasiticComplex
There’s so much blood.
It’s a vivid red, an overwhelming scarlet that cascades in thin rivulets across the earth. The blood comes in a rush, and it sweeps over and consumes the ground. It’s so frightening.
The dirt upon which he lies, it thrums with an incessant downpour of rain. The blood mixes with the mud. The flood of tan and crimson is not beautiful. It is filthy and cold. He is filthy and cold.
The rain marks the end. It beats against his entire length, as if he hasn’t already taken enough of a thrashing. He is sore all over, an indescribable pain, but the rain does not soothe. It worsens. It stings on impact.
It hurts. It hurts so much. Being stabbed over and over again, oh, how relentless they were… Pathetically he lay sprawled, a bloody mess that no one would care to look at twice. Invisible. And it hurts, it hurts so much.
It hurt because they didn’t care. It wasn
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You dug through until you found something that interested you. You pulled it out to reveal…
A pair of black earbuds. You looked at them for a moment, trying to figure out where you had seen them before, before you handed them back to Grell. You went to the back of the closet and leaned your head against the wall while you waited for Grell to find whoever owned the earbuds.
You could really care less about this game; you didn’t think of kissing as a game, you thought it should be between people who actually liked each other. Which is why when your friend Cry stepped into the room, white mask and all, your heart started pounding.
“Hi friend!” Cry said cheerfully, unaware of the emotional turmoil this game was about to put you through.
“Hey Cry.” You said softly before sinking to the ground and hugging your knees to your chest. Maybe if you just stayed silent, your friendship would be the same when this game was over. But wait; did you want it to stay
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(( Here is another shot! Yeah I'm becoming this bored lol ))
-Pick a dress that you are wearing-
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-Pick a high heels-
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Your heels clicked against the warm sidewalk as your dress caressed your soft gentle skin. You felt eyes upon your figure, but you didn't notice since you had your music on full blast. You saw in the corner of your eyes some guys talking and checking your body out, but you just flipped your hair and continued walking towards your bffl Cry's house. You and Cry have been friends since the sand box. You remember the times where he never wore a mask over his face, until he became a famous YouTuber. You two became very distant as he became more popular. You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, calming your nerves.
You were on your laptop one day, watching Game Grumps play Mario Party, until your phone went off. It was an unknown number, but as soon as
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You were backstage, watching the famous people of Whoes Line is it Anyways mess around. You name is (f/n) (l/n), a very famous YouTuber with over 26 million subscribers. Your best friends are Cryaotic, Pewdiepie, and CinimonToastKen. You had received an email to be the star guest on Whoes line is it, so you accepted and dragged non-other than Cry with you. Through the ride there, you and Cry were singing to Limelight. Cry did his lines and you did Boyinaband’s part. After a while, you both were singing to random songs while Cry would try to mess with the steering wheel, but you slapped his hand. He would pout under his mask, but you waved your hand waving his pout away. He pulled his mask up some to reveal his lips and nose, still wearing the pout to you. Your face burned pink, but you kept your eyes on the road. You felt his hand on your leg, making your leg twitch.
“Cry, hands to yourself!”
He chuckled and moved closer to you, knowing that you had feelings for
Cry, I Am (Cryaotic x Cry Fan! Reader)You rest your palms against the counter top, blowing a strand of your (h/c) hair out of your face. Today is boring, you think. You grab a lock of your hair and run it through your fingers.camilionkd
Perhaps I could.. No. </em>You shake your head and clear it of those thoughts. No. You decided that you won't watch any more YouTube videos for a while; you've already went through PewDiePie and RPGMinx's videos and was just waiting for Cryaotic to update with his newest video, which was supposed to be today. Probably.
You tug at your teal uniform and adjust your name tag. Yes, you were an avid fan of YouTubers. While you liked and disliked some, you would probably have to say that Cryaotic was your recent favorite. You had started getting into his videos over a year ago and watched the majority of them when you weren't working at the local game store in Florida.
While you liked watching their videos, you couldn't really say that you liked to create