These are not just sonnets-they're soul letters. Written in the quiet between heartbreak and healing, each of the 155 sonnets reaches for the friend, the lover, the stranger who's ever felt too much and said too little. From whispered prayers to burning confessions, this collection is a mosaic of vulnerability, faith, and fire-crafted in the rhyming scheme AABB CDCD EEFF GG. If you've ever loved deeply, lost quietly, or longed loudly-these poems are for you. Read slowly. Feel fully. You might just find yourself between the lines. ANNOUNCEMENT: Another story to be announced soon.

based off of Engel's insta, its funny lmfao

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This au is inspired by "Engel_Lmao"s insanity Engel au!! In this au, when Engel saves Claire, he actually dies in the process. But also in this au Claire escapes from Alice, not knowing until the next day that Engel died saving her. After she hears this, she is devastated, seeking revenge for those who did wrong and to avenge her beloved Engel<3

⚠️TW: gore, vomit, death, claustrophobia⚠️ Four never meant for this to happen, they truly didn't. They only wanted a nice, innocent contest. But what happens when the contest goes too far? A deadly disease breaks out, and the contestants must try to stay healthy, even while this plague is spreading rapidly. How will they survive? How will they avoid this illness? It's up to them to keep eachother alive.

I love them! this story may have blood,violence, smut and stuff lol

Two silent boys who become closer than they would of ever imagined because one of them fell out of a tree I have not seen a single Bombjay fanfic so I'm going to be writing one. They're my favorite little comfort rarepair🩷🩷🩷 Anyways this is my first fanfic so it might be a bit wonky lols😅

-Thumbnail made by @angrypretzelsticks- henlo welcome to my personal bfb hell . . . . . . also tree is daddy

A doctor makes living objects. Raised in small, isolated environments. Heavily monitored and kept perfect. But some of them, don't come out the way they were supposed to. And imperfections aren't tolerated.