Double Date (McHanzo/Genyatta)As he exhaled the anxiety thrumming in his chest, Genji examined himself in the mirror. Although his quarters provided little space for movement, he managed to create enough room between him and the reflective surface. His armor, freshly polished and tinkered thanks to the help of Mercy, shone silver and bleached grey. Countless hours of refurnishing were not wasted.
Genji's eyes drifted from his reflection to the black suit hanging in his closet. An idea, repressed several times that evening, surfaced once again; Forget the armor, those who ridicule your scars and cybernetic parts, put on the suit. Sighing, he forced his gaze away. Zenyatta told him that their place of reservation was omnic, and cyborg, friendly. To go out in public posing as human was not needed for safety, nor was it required to impress his mentor.
Thoughts about his master in danger made Genji regret setting his weaponry aside by the bed, but he forced the ideas to the back of his head. This was not a n
Walk in Harmony (Genyatta/Zenji)"Ah, Genji, may I accompany you today?" Zenyatta asked briefly after spilling a list of errands he sent his pupil to attend, a common occurrence in their mutuality.
"Master, I believe I will be fine on my own. And, you know how people treat omnics," Genji tried not to sound concerned, but he couldn't risk his mentor being harmed in public. It was different during missions. They had each other's backs, and a squad of members to protect them. In public, one wrong move caused a convergence of hostility and panic, especially if the disturbance is created by an omnic. Genji learned to weather the stares and verbal abuses when he ran his errands for Zenyatta, but he could not bear to see his master in the same position.
Zenyatta persisted. "It's our last day in Hanamura until we leave for Nepal. I would be pleased if you show me around your homeland,"
The words plucked at strings in Genji's heart. Homeland. Hanamura was his home, where his brother, Hanzo, and he grew up together, then came a
Harmony and Discord (Genyatta)Sitting quietly beside his master, Genji peered at the other inhabitants in the small hospital room. Zenyatta insisted he meditate, and Genji really tried to sit and pray, but it proved undoable once again. He was never able to sit still in thought long enough, but he possessed the ability to stay silent.
The only noise in the room consisted of breathing and soft hums from Zenyatta, who seemed to be deep in meditation. The nine lights on his forehead beamed comfortingly as his floating figure remained relaxed, yet firm. He indulged in this state often, and Genji never understood how he could do it so easily.
The cyborg's eyes drifted to the bed sitting in the middle of the room. On the left edge, an old couple kneeled in deep prayer, too. The right resided of Zenyatta and Genji, whom the couple called upon to come and meditate for their son. Laying on the bed with fatal sickness, the young boy of the elderly.
Genji admired the boy from behind his visor. Exceptionally pale, probab
Angsty Dragons"Genji!" Zenyatta's voice rang in his ears as the cyborg's world spun, his visor flickering from damage with a red warning sign flashing in his vision, alerting of injury and overheating. His internal fans failed to cool his overworked body. Genji, unable to comprehend what happened, found his vision blackening. One knee buckled, then the other. Genji's sword fell from his loose grip, and he collapsed as the team swarmed him.
"Genji!" The omnic's voice echoed as the world darkened.
Monotonous beeping awoke him. Slowly, numbness creeped through his limbs, whatever Hanzo spared of them. Flexing a robotic finger, Genji found the strength to open his eyes. A heart monitor irritated his ears, bright light seared his inexperienced sight. He groaned in discomfort.
His cybernetic armor lacked presence in the white room he resided. As he glanced around to assess where he inhabited, Genji frowned once he noticed another figure leaning against he doorframe, watching over him.
"That was foolis
Bill X Dipper (Billdip) Love is in the air. "Love is in the air"
Last week, Bill had invited Dipper over to his new place to "hang out" as he said. Dipper had a bad feeling about this, yet he decided to go, considering he was desperate to get some answers from Bill. Bill was getting ready in his new accommodations (an old abandoned house in the woods. Still pretty decent, actually.) and he looked in the mirror, studying his own triangular shape.
"Hm...Maybe a bit more flesh."
He changed into his human form. He didn't do this much around other people, feeling that his Mind-scape form made him look more powerful. But now he wasn't trying to seem more powerful. He was going to have fun with his sweet little Pine Tree. Bill heard a knock at the door and ran to it, slightly adjusting his bowtie. He then flung the door open. Dipper stared at the man in front of him that had sparkly golden clothes, flaxen spiky hair, a small black too hat that seemed too big for his he
BillDip|Drunken Lullaby“Just one more, pleaseee~” Dipper moaned at Bill, the brunette having slumped onto the demon’s lap while drunk. Bill looked down at Dipper’s face, which was red as a cherry, with an unimpressed face. He raised a questioning eyebrow at the young adult.
“Pine Tree, even I, a demon, am responsible enough to know that you should not have any more. I suppose you should know better than that as well,” the demon tutted at Dipper, who only grinned foolishly in response and tapped his finger lightly on Bill’s nose.
“Boop,” Dipper giggled like a child when he touched the demon’s nose. Said demon only stared down at the brunette with a serious expression. Bill should’ve known that Dipper was a total light weight. The young adult had just only downed a glass of margarita before beginning to hiccup and giggle at nearly everything, even the faint hoot of the owls outside.
While Bill was regretting his decision in letting the Dipper tr
Gravity Falls: BillDip~ Close to You
(OKAY YOU THIS IS BOY X BOY IF YOU DON'T LIKE DON'T READ, ALSO THIS TAKES PLACE WHEN DIPPER IS 17 YEARS-OLD)
It was a peaceful morning in Gravity Falls, the summer breeze blowing through the trees, the birds singing their loving morning tune, weather that was not too hot or too cold; it was just perfect. Now how would the Mystery Shack be so peaceful on a day like this? Well heres your answer, both Wendy and Soos got a case of the flu and needed to stay home, so Stan thought it would be a great idea to go out for a bit and looking for idea's for the Shack and Mabel wanted to tag along; and through all this Dipper was a sleep and Mabel thought it wouldn't be a good idea to wake up. So with that Dipper awoke to a note on the table
The GiftThe Gift
Disclaimer: I do not own the show nor its respective characters. I only own the plot of this one-shot story and nothing else.
Warnings: Mild profanity, possible angst, yaoi, and slight OOCness. If you don’t like any of these then there is a back button with your name on it.
Pairings: Human!Bill Cipher x Older!Dipper Pines (Dipper is like in his twenties in this one-shot story)
Rating: Teens (13+)
Author’s Notes: I wrote this story during school on Friday and finish it on Sunday. Just so you know that I write stories on real paper then type it down on my laptop. Call me old fashion but that’s how I get the writing juices flowing and make it better from what I have written on paper to here. Anyway, enjoy reading!
The brunette-haired man rolled around on the bed restlessly until he no longer desire to sleep anymore. He opened his eyes to be greeted by an inky dark room with little moonlight shini
Hello Deviant art. My name is Samantha, but I like to be call Loveycupcake, cause it always been my username for almost about anything. I like anime,creepy pasta, and mostly yaoi. I learn creepy pasta from my cousin also well I was little. I"m also on tumblr, pinterest, wattpad, and deviant art. All of them have the same name as my deviant art beside my pinterest. I will give it to you if you ask me.
I love to scare the crap out of me and my brother. The first creepypasta I found out about,was Slenderman. He alway caught my attention, well here a small story about me. When I was around 6 or 7 I don't know, but me and my brother watched Slendereman video just for fun. After a few jump scare, I when downstairs. My parent wanted me to get something from the garage. But the laundry room and the garage was also connected with the laundry room. So I when there, but I stop for somereason. I saw him, he was standing there. I started to scream getting which made both of my parent coming downstairs to see what was happening. I started to cried, my parent asked me what was wrong. I just pointed to him. But they didn't see it. After that,my parent started to sent my brother instead of me. After a few years, I slowly realized that Slenderman was never there. But instead there was just a pile of toilet paper. And yeah I started to keep remembering this everything I write a creepypasta fanfic. So yeah I have a sad life, when it come to jump scare.