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Life in Color (Chapter 9) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 9) (PewDieCry)

**** - Cry's POV - "You have to tell that painter that you--" "No... No, I can't, Sup Guy. He'll... He'll just be scared of me... More scared of me than before. And Felix is the only person I can trust in this world besides you. I don't want him throwing us into the streets." Cry whispered to Sup Guy, glancing out of the entrance of the hollow. He hid in the carved out trunk of the large tree in the park, and though it was an obvious hiding spot, nobody's found him yet. He took the opportunity while hiding to talk to Sup Guy about what happened. Sup Guy, who had crawled out of Cry's hoodie and onto his shoulder, bit the ends of Cry's brown ha

Flatline Pt. 2 ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Flatline Pt. 2 ((PewDieCry))

~~~ Felix’s P.O.V I wake up wearily, my head feeling lighter than usual and the area around me feeling unusual. I sit up, and notice that the other side of the bed had been used recently. “That’s weird…” I shrug, getting up and stretching before heading over to the window and opening the curtains. I get welcomed by the cute-little front yard that I had planted myself. “The flowers look a little sad this morning. Why? It’s beautiful today!” I say to no one in particular while getting ready for the day. Even if it is a nice day, something feels… off. I look around for something that I feel w

Flatline pt. 1 ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Flatline pt. 1 ((PewDieCry))

(NeBu: This is a collab between me and somebody on Wattpad, so I don't claim to own the whole plot. I just wanted to post it on here to see what you all think of it. :)) **** Cry’s P.O.V I sit at my computer, drowning in paperwork that I know I can never get done in time. I sigh in frustration, trying to look around for one specific piece that I’ve been missing. I hear the door open, and groan. “Hey, babe?” I hear my Swede call in the cracked door. “Oh my god,” I turn in my computer chair, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees. “how many times do I need to tell you to knock, baby?”

Life in Color (Chapter 8) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 8) (PewDieCry)

**** - Felix's POV (3rd Person) - Over dinner, Felix and Marzia had idle chitchat, talking about her new apartment and about his work. This was how every conversation went, but Felix was satisfied with it. Then the conversation wandered over to the Internet. "Hey, Felix? When are you going to try out digital art? It's a field you haven't touched yet, and I am curious to see what a magician like you can conjure up. Plus, you can share the work you have now with more people." "Well, I don't think I'll do very well in it. After all, nobody can be perfect. And I don't want to post up any of my traditional paintings. You know how easy it is

The Other Side of Him ((StephanoxBarrel)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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The Other Side of Him ((StephanoxBarrel))

**** - Stephano's POV - "Psst." I grabbed the handle of my sword and whipped it out, spinning around to face the voice. "Calm down, Stephano! It's just me." I lowered the tip of my sword a bit, keeping a tight grip on it. "Barrel? What are you doing here? It's far from midnight." He stepped out of the shadows, grabbing the blade and pulling it out of my hand. "I wanted to see you. You don't have to be armed everywhere you walk." "Barrel, it's dangerous here and--" "I know." "It's not okay for you to be here." "Not okay? Maybe. But it won't stop me from coming here." He ran a hand over his light brown hair that constantly stuck up.

Life in Color (Chapter 7) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 7) (PewDieCry)

**** - Cry's POV (3rd Person) - In the morning, Cry didn't move from his position. Even when the sun shone directly on his eyes and blinded him. He hugged his blanket and let his eyelids droop shut, then slowly open. How long had he been awake? The whole night. He couldn't get to sleep, no matter how much he willed himself to close his eyes and drift off. He took in a deep breath and let the air out slowly. Breathing felt unnecessary, and it was. The air just ballooned up his chest and felt uncomfortable. But it was needed for talking, which he so rarely did. Breathing's just not required when you were originally an "it" or a "thing". Th

Hey... You. ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Hey... You. ((PewDieCry))

**** - Cry's POV - I've never believed in the concept of "true love". It just never seemed... realistic. It seemed too good to be true. But I believed in love, and that's all I felt I needed to believe. I only existed for the chance that somebody would come along and spend life with me. It didn't matter whether or not they were right for me. What I felt mattered was that they loved me and I loved them back. Either with all my heart or none of it. With beauty or without. And then... "Hey... You." "What?" He grinned, sitting next to me on the bench, leaving me with a couple of inches of space. His blond hair was combed over, and a pai

A Story's Ending ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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A Story's Ending ((PewDieCry))

**** - Cry's POV - Every story has its beginning, middle, and end. You can't begin in the middle, but you can begin at an end. No matter what kind of story it was, the words always seem to move you to the point where you feel like you're a part of the story. Like you're the main character. Words can do so much to a person. -- "Today class, we are going to discuss your special project for this semester. It's quite simple, actually. Read this book and write a 15 page report and reflection." my teacher held up a thick, hardcover book, showing the cover to the class. It was a picture of a scrap of paper fluttering in the air, its edges cha

Life in Color (Chapter 6) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 6) (PewDieCry)

**** - Cry's POV (3rd Person) - Cry awoke early next morning, feeling like he hadn't slept at all. With a muted yawn, he stretched out and worked the stiffness out of his back and limbs. Sunlight brightened up the room, dulled by thick curtains partly covering the windows. It was silent, save for the muffled chirping of the birds outside. The silence was then broken suddenly by a monstrous sound. It resembled a growl, but deeper and not aggressive at all. Still, the sound made Cry freeze, his breath caught in his throat. He tensed up, adopting a statue-like pose on the bed, pulling his sheets up to his chin. Another growl sounded, startl

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Life in Color (Chapter 9) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 9) (PewDieCry)

Flatline Pt. 2 ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Flatline Pt. 2 ((PewDieCry))

Flatline pt. 1 ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Flatline pt. 1 ((PewDieCry))

Life in Color (Chapter 8) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 8) (PewDieCry)

The Other Side of Him ((StephanoxBarrel)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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The Other Side of Him ((StephanoxBarrel))

Life in Color (Chapter 7) (PewDieCry) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Life in Color (Chapter 7) (PewDieCry)

Hey... You. ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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Hey... You. ((PewDieCry))

A Story's Ending ((PewDieCry)) by TheNerdBunny, literature

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A Story's Ending ((PewDieCry))

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The Artist (PewdieCry) by Milk-n-Pork, literature

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The Artist (PewdieCry)

My life was blue. Blue as the blotches in the sky, blue as the eyes that stared at me lovingly, blue as the thin strokes that taint the canvas as the brush in my hand paints the face of an angel passionately, capturing the beauty of the perfect blond in front of me. He was beautiful in blue. Actually, any color would fit his features, but blue made his cerulean eyes stand out more. “How is it?” He shifts in his stiff position, moving to stretch his muscles but at the same time trying not to move too much so I could continue painting. “Is it done yet?” “Almost. Just a few more details…” I touch the

Don't Worry About It, Cry (PewdieCry) {Remake} by Milk-n-Pork, literature

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Don't Worry About It, Cry (PewdieCry) {Remake}

“Don’t worry about it, Cry.” That was how it began. At first, it was a simple and caring expression, something he would say to soothe my worries while he fixed whatever problem it was that was bothering me. It was sweet of him, really; he didn’t want me to stress about anything… but it soon got out of hand. We had started living together for months now, in a house that we saved up for and was currently paying for every month. It was a great idea, starting fresh and living a new life together with him; I remember when I hugged him tightly, nearly suffocating him as I smiled ear to ear after hearing the news fro

PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 4 by SilentSnowLeopard, literature

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PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 4

Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent'. The pair are stretched to their limits and who will fall first? Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood and painful injuries, a lot of angst and drama! No slash, just some good bromance. ~*~ "Pewdiepie. Let go of me. Or I'm going to let go of you." They hung there, for what felt like all eternity, both glaring at each other in hopes the other would give in. Cry stared up at his friend, furious that he was being so stubborn. Couldn't Pewdie see that there was no way they were of getting out of this? The brown haired gamer was certain that if he was destined to

PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 3 by SilentSnowLeopard, literature

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PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 3

Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent'. Pewdiepie finally finds Cry, but he may have fallen beyond saving. Warnings: Maybe some swearing, mentions of blood and painful injuries, a lot of angst and drama! No slash, just some good bromance being pushed to its limits. ~*~ "CRY!" The gamer yelled out, suddenly snapping awake, his light blue eyes wide and his chest heaving almost painfully, as if he had just out ran an army of grunts. He remained panicked stricken as he found himself in an unfamiliar room, only dully lit by one ever dying candle. Slowly his memories dragged themselves up again, remindi

PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 2 by SilentSnowLeopard, literature

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PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 2

Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent'. Pewdiepie wonders around while utterly lost and a lost Cry utters while lost and wandering. Warnings: Quite a bit of swearing, mentions and descriptions of death and pain, and the usual insanity. No slash, just a good friendship being put to its limits. ~*~ Who knew how time flowed in this torturous place? The only way the blond gamer could tell that even seconds slipped by was the constant flicker of the lantern's flames as the oil slowly burnt away. It was only as the light began to fade and the walls started to sway that Pewdiepie tipped in a fourth

PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 1 by SilentSnowLeopard, literature

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PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 1

Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent' and as a Cry wakes up alone and shackled in a cell, all does not bode well for the duo. Warnings: A little blood, insanity and bromance/friendship -nothing more then that I promise- ~*~ The world seemed to melt into existence as the blue eyed gamer blearily looked up, his head suddenly splitting in pain from the slight movement. Grimacing, the young man stayed still, trying to work out just what situation he was in. Now that he was awake and slowly trying to focus, the pain coursing through his body washed over him and he had to bite his lip to prevent a gro

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Artist // Student // Literature

Oct 25
Northern Mariana Islands
Deviant for 10 years
www.wattpad.com/user/TheNerdBunny
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I write PewDieCry, dammit. I also like to doodle sometimes, but they're... meh.

I am also a newbie here so please be gentle, love <3 XD

Maybe someday, I'll write an original piece that is not fanfiction in any way, but I don't see that happening just yet. I'm a bit young, so my future is still ahead of me, though it is uncertain whether or not I actually have a future.

Derp.

Favourite Visual Artist

*Shrugs*

Favourite Movies

I don't actually like movies that much ono

Favourite TV Shows

I don't watch T.V.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Imagine Dragons; One Republic; Paramore

Favourite Books

Harry Potter; Shtuff on Wattpad; the Inheritance Cycle; Divergent

Favourite Writers

It varies. J.K Rowling, Christoper Paolini, Rick Riordan, Teri Terry

Favourite Games

I suck at video games.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Again, I suck at video games.

Tools of the Trade

I can write and I can do this *flies away on a rainbow*

Other Interests

Mythology; graphic arts; technology

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TheNerdBunny

Dec 7, 2015

EVERYTHING ON THIS BLOODY PROFILE MAKES ME CRINGE

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OH MY FREAKIN' GOD   EVERYTHING HURTS TO LOOK AT MY WRITING WAS TRASHIER THAN IT IS NOW EVEN MY STUPID DRAWINGS I WANT TO THROTTLE MY THIRTEEN-YEAR-OLD SELF SOMETIMES BECAUSE, GOD, WHY. GOD WHY. Well, now that I've gotten that out of the way, hello! I'm NeBu, from the future. A little Internet wiser than past NeBu, from, like 2013. This, more or less, is a thing to say, hey, I might be using this profile again? Heh, don't expect regular posts, though. I don't roll like that; no sir, no way. Maybe I'll be posting my written stuff, too? As well as some doodles? I think I've more or less improved since, well, before. .. Nah, my drawing

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TheNerdBunny

Dec 7, 2015

WHY WAS I SUCH A DORK BACK THEN IT HURTS

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TheNerdBunny

Apr 8, 2014

Thanks!

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So, I felt pretty darn guilty that I never had the time to go thank the people who are now watching me (which sounds pretty damn creepy IRL, bruh) on here and favoriting and commenting and whole bunch of cheesy shizz that people nowadays say (which includes me). (You also don't know how difficult it is for me to differentiate Wattpad from deviantART xD) So yeah... Thanks to everybody who had started to watch me. Thanks to all who comments really awesome shizz about my apparently feel-murdering one-shots. Thanks to all those who've added my arts to their collections or favorites. And all in all, thanks to all of those who support me on here