Lunar and Solar Character AnalysisAlongside did it so I wanted to analyze mineLunar and Solar Character Analysis13 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
oh and the stars are the OC's I think I need to work on really badly or are just really bad atm.
This is gonna be longggg as fuck and feedback if you have suggestions/ just wanna say shit
Acorn… who? He is new and I really am trying to figure him out, I don’t have that much to say about him. I have a rivalry planned with Spiderjump for him and maybe some really suspicious conversations with Cougarheart? Idk not much to say.
Shes my tiny sad lesbian. Idk its hard to figure out what I’m gonna do with her. Really I have even less to say about her then Acornwho?
this cat is my oldest warrior OC ever. But she really has so many issues atm. She is stuck on a certain cat and is going about it the wrong way by trying to basically ignore all of her feelings. Like she like her mate as a friend and wants what she can’t have so she pretends to
A mans guilt - short story #1A sleepless night and bloodshot eyes tells a story of it's own. Cold sweat, muscles shaking from adrenaline overload and a blank stare of remorse. Tonight my soul is no longer pure, trying to erase the filth that consumed my mind.A mans guilt - short story #121 hours ago in Short Stories
I was a helping person, a giving and gentle man. Now when I look down at my palms and see the dark color covering my no longer innocent hands... I can no longer feel as the man I once were. I wish I could turn back the clock and not taken that shortcut home. I wish you hadn't been there, threatening me and forcing me to act...
I just ended a life.
The Forest AsylumPrologue - GrievingThe Forest Asylum12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
There once was an asylum set in an old forest down by the old creek..
"Joseph, where are those papers? I told you to print those out for me for our presentation!" A tired man in his early thirties hunched over the pot of coffee, his expression was one of fatigue.
"Listen, I have had a lot on my mind since my wife has passed away." A young man turned his face away from the older man. His blond hair hiding one of his bright hazel eyes. The man, Joseph, fidgeted uncomfortably as troubling thoughts ran through his mind.
"Yeah, but she's gone, so get over it already. Its starting to affect our work time." The black haired man offered a cup of coffee to his coworker, hazel eyes stared through the dark liquid.
"Even everyone else is starting to worry. I know you loved her very much, but Joseph you gotta move on; otherwise you'll cause everyone grief." Joseph felt a firm but gentle hand on his shoulder, the touch made him turn away from the reassuring coworker.
Colossus of RhodesYou could feel the temperatures dropping, in Providence, Rhode Island. Summer had just ended, and the trees began to change color as they prepared for autumn and the eventual winter. Alexander never liked fall, it meant just one word to him, “School”. This year would be his last at Providence High, and then he would have to deal with the hassle of finding a good college. At least he had his birthday to look forward too.Colossus of Rhodes17 hours ago in Short Stories
“Eighteen” he though, “Maybe now everyone will see me as an adult and not some kid.”
Alexander had always been rather small for someone his age, or at least, small compared to the rest of his friends. He was 5’7, and his best friend William had just reached 6’3 back in May. Alexander knew he would grow up to be short, his dad was 5’8, and his grandfather was only 5’5.
“It’s probably because of my Greek heritage. I doubt that they were tall…” he said with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
Mirror Three: Cold Tear MysteriesMirror Three: Cold Tear Mysteries17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Fire and rain collided.
Screams of horror and madness clashed with the sound of the roaring wind.
People of all ages ran, men, women, children.
Some escaped terror, some left behind. All died.
Bodies upon bodies, the mountain of vacant vessels grew, a river of red flowing from it.
Rain fell harder, flashes of lightning illuminating the fresh blood and rain.
The roaring thunder boomed in the sky, like the sound of angels and demons in spiritual battle.
Like the sound of crying. Like the sound of screaming.
Like the sound of a loving king, watching his children suffer horrible deaths, enraged and in tears, crying out, "Why do you endlessly torture my people, my children? Why, cruel and horrible world, why do you not even try to listen to the cries? Surely, I do not cry for just my church, I cry for you, the world, the persecutors. A celebratory reunion will be held as my children leave their pains and sorrows beh
Bast Ch8Meeting a ConmanBast Ch820 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
While they were heading back, I saw L pull out a pair of handcuffs with a lengthy chain, causing me to smirk and raise a brow at him.
When he cuffed one to his wrist, I connected the two immediately.
“You’re really going to do it, aren’t you?” He exhaled in response to my awe.
“I’m not saying anything against this, I’m simply wondering how you’re going to deal with Misa’s squawking.”
“Hopefully, she’ll get over it soon. With you, Light, and myself working on this case together, we may not have to worry about it taking much longer.”
“While we’re alone, I have a question for you Suzu.”
“When you solve cases, you gain information on your client first to use against them later if they threaten to expose you. You had the upper hand and could have simply given me your real name to gain my trust. Why then did you tell me you knew my real name?”