gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

'i love you' falls from my lips the way icarus fell from the sun. so tragically. so beautifully. _ POETRY COLLECTION © nyxmph_ 2021

Strange house we must keep and fill. House that eats, and pleads, and kills. ▍ AN ORIGINAL STORY ╱ historical romantic melodrama! Cape Iris was swathed in lilacs and lilies. A small land of pure fragrance. A honey scene of air soft dandelion tuffs encased by a large pool of Himalayan salt and ivory sand beaches. The Chevaliers ruled that place. (The Chevaliers ruled the world.) Whispers were harsh, tones full of lead at the mention of the Chevaliers wealth. They were gold emblemed, star-studded, but there was something about them. Something the world raised their necks, clearing the ears, eager to know. What do you know about the Chevaliers? Nothing. No one knows a thing. Some said the father had multiple wives. Some said the mother had a lobotomy. Some said the son had a drug problem. Some said the daughter murdered the Lowry boy. But everyone talks. So does money. And the Chevalier's had a lot of it. But no one could pay Killian Alcott, esteemed writer, enough to keep his fingers off the typewriter and his prying eyes away from the Chevalier's that dreaded Summer of 1954. But there was one Chevalier in particular that left an impression. Call it a mark. A wound within flesh. A narrowed confession only spoken between two. And that single impression doomed the Chevalier name. Isn't that the best part of a story? The tragedy. ❪ m!oc & m!oc ❫ ❪ f!oc & m!oc ❫ 𓊝 written by april PEARLJARS © 2024

I've been talking about you to myself, cause there's nobody else.         Carmen Berzatto. © 2023

"You're sure it wouldn't be too last minute?" I ask. Her face lights up, and she turns around in her seat again. "Not at all - the guest bedrooms are always made up anyway, it wouldn't even be an issue. And it would be such fun to have you there, Evie - Mum will be so excited that I've brought a friend home. And Farleigh will finally have another American to talk to - it'll be great, promise!"

Mortality is endless. Eddie Munson / oc © aquamcnti 2022

"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •

17 year old Orion has recently moved to a new town due to the harassment and transphobia they faced at their old one. They're a person stained with old memories that they'd like to forget. Thats why they're ecstatic when the local group of queer outcasts- Elliot, Sam, and Xen- invite Orion to hangout at their self-proclaimed safe space: an hidden creek bordered by old concrete ruins and the twisted stories behind them. It only becomes a problem when Sam goes missing in the tunnel that everyone ventured into. A few days later, the bodies start appearing. Limbs broken and flesh mutilated by fire. Stoneridge is a small town stained with hidden secrets. And it's with Sam's disappearance that they start slowly rotting to the surface. Yeah. This definitely was a bad idea. "𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙪𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙨. 𝙄 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩-" ☆ COMPLETED ☆ 🍂 Inspiration: Stranger things, I Am Not Okay With This, IT ✒️ [~75,000 words] 🪐 [Genres: horror, supernatural, found family, YA] ⭐️ top rankings: #1 in suburbia [9/20/22] #1 in imagery [10/19/22] #3 in tunnel [9/9/22] 🌱 [Instagram: @plantingthey