My Name's Blurryface Novels & Stories

But it isn't really the sickly kind. He must've noticed me staring. He smiles, patting my cheek. "Aren't you the cutest? Look at your face," he drawls, and I frown, pulling away slowly. Blair chuckles. "See you around, chubby cheeks," he tells me and walks away, leaving me completely startled. My cheeks burn, his "nickname" for me reminding me of Jake. Instinctively, I pat my cheeks. Are my cheeks really that puffy? I can't help but wonder.

With a mere flick of his hand, a sliver of his internal force landed on her, but she remained oblivious. Believing that he was afraid of being caught breaking the law on live broadcast, the woman grew even more smug. Just then, another woman's cry came from beyond the crowd. "This is Blooming Group's headquarters. After I used the products from their Blooming Cream series, my face became like this! I need all of you to keep tuning in and be my witnesses!" Fwoosh! The crowd parted, revealing Starley holding a tripod, her hair disheveled and her skin peppered with red blisters. The shiny bubbles seemed as if they would break with the slightest touch, creating a rather repulsive sight.

And then she turned fully to me, her blurriness that used to be on her face clearing up for the first time. She smiled. “Maya,” I whispered. Immediately my eyes flew open. Healer Odin’s face had gone pale. “W-What did you say?” he stuttered. “Her name is Maya,” I said excitedly. “I saw her face – high cheekbones, a beautiful smile, hair that seemed to shimmer between auburn and brown in different lights. She felt so real… gods!” “Yeah!” he nodded, giving me a stiff smile. “I think the blockage has been cleared.”

Sparks crackled around his face, distorting the space. As soon as he entered the room, he placed a flashlight beside him and smiled brightly. "I'm a little late. Had some things to take care of." "......." "It must have been hard in the dark. There's no light bulb in this room yet." I squinted, as if looking at a TV screen filled with static, trying to make out his face. Was it too dark to see? No, it wasn't just that. His face was blurred, as if that part had been cut out and filled with static. It looked like a censored image. Sometimes, the static sparked so intensely it hurt my eyes.

My mind was foggy, all I wanted to do was keep myself awake. I looked up at the blurry figure. I blinked several times to have a clear vision of him. Finally, I worked and I had a clear view of him. I would never forget that wicked, smirking face. But as my eyes blinked, my sight turned blurry again. The darkness enclosed me and I felt myself falling.

I set up and wiped the sleep from my eyes. When I was done I saw Carden holding the girl over his shoulder, "Blair-Boo this is my sister," he turned around to let me her face, she had a heart-shaped face and her eyes were a bright supernova, her ears were slightly pointed and she had a bar on her left ear. I waved at her. "Hi, I'm Blake," she said as she propped herself up on her elbows on her brothers back. The only thing I noticed was how her eyes where an exploding supernova and her cat-like nails also had exploding supernovas.

I just have to rest and then i will be fine. But suddenly my vision bacame blurry and my steps wobbled. And then i lost my balance due to unclear vision and dizziness. I was about to fall but then a strong arms saved me from falling. I tried to see the person who saved me falling but due to my blurry vision i can't see anything. After lot of struggling my vision got little bit clear and i was met with a pair concern blue eyes. I instantly knew who he was but the question is what is he doing here???

But his frame was blurry. Then, it was a blackout.

I guess this is how I am going to Live the rest of my life without my mask. “My name is Ivy… Ivy Timber” I frailly say. She looks at me as though my words have no naturalistic meaning to her. “Ivy…. What is that you have on your face.?“ she asked the question I have Been waiting for her to ask. “It’s a scar” I snap in with low self esteem. I guess I have to get use to answering this question from now henceforth. “It looks so disgusting. Gosh! Anyways, just leave my presence, you are irritating me.”she blurts an emotion with her hand for me to leave. I wince and nod with a “Yes, Luna” . I bow and grab my bag tightly to leave.

Clutching my mouth, I was in too much agonizing pain to utter another word. "He's that boy toy I told you about. He must have caught your name when the guys greeted you." Blaine shook his head. "That can't be. I could've sworn he just said he was Noe. Noe is Mr. Brown's nickname. There's no way a random stranger would know that." He strode up to me, forced my face up, and tilted it side to side as he studied me. "He looks nothing like Mr. Brown." My heart sank. Blaine had never seen me since I had my plastic surgery.