When you fall in love, it feels like nothing else matters in this world. Love is like a drug and feels like you're floating in a cruel world we live in today. Oikawa Toru has always been overly involved with volleyball, his love for the game and the constant need to improve his skills. No ever thought that he'd fall in love with someone or had to time to have someone to love. But L/N Y/N changed that. She has always been right beside him, cheering him on and giving all of her love to him and him only. An eight year relationship was strong, until a car accident changed everything. The catch? "I'm sorry, but who are you?" DISCLAIMER! I do not own any of the Haikyu characters. I do not own any images unless stated otherwise. All credit goes to the artists!! May contain some strong language.

Matthias is a struggling writer finally able to move into his first solo apartment. He's thrilled to have a place free of roommates and siblings, even though the building is decrepit and is inhabited by an odd assortment of people including an intrusive neighbor, a little girl who wanders freely, and an overweight orange cat named Cheese. As Matthias settles in things begin getting stranger. Something vile is growing in the dark and it's coming from somewhere on the second floor... where Matthias happens to live. Author's note: this is me trying to get back to my roots: a character driven novella with horror elements. The story of people struggling against an inscrutable enemy, as well as the day to day trials of being poor in America. I have no idea how often I'll update or even exactly how this will all go down because y'girl is a panster. So strap in because this is the first draft and you all get to see it being born! Feel free to comment whatever comes to mind, and helpful critiques are always welcome.

[Historical Horror/Short Story] When two scientists are found impaled out on the ancient hills of Dartmoor, "Jack", a young man on his own misguided path, leaves London in search of morbid significance in his colleagues' deaths. Staying the night in a worn out inn where time stops making sense and objects move on their own, "Jack" writes home to his sweetheart in a desperate attempt to understand what is happening to him, and why he's forgetting his own name. When twisted dreams and visions of corpses begin proving all too much for him, "Jack" learns a little too late that somebody had set the stage for his downfall long ago. ••• This short story is set in 1884. Featured in the "Jack" Anthology hosted by Wattpad Stars @ShaunAllan and @GregCarrico.