Filicide /ˈfiləˌsīd/ (n) : the killing of one's son or daughter. - It's an odd, but welcome dream he always has. Sitting on the bench in the freezing snow, but feeling no cold, no warmth. The children would play, swing, swim, and... whatever the third did. He never saw him in the dream. However he could feel he was there. This was the one place he felt... happy. Truly happy. His children were there, the past was all just a fever dream, and everything was... Perfect... Yes. It was perfect. - !DISCLAIMER! This is not a story made for children under the age of 13. Reader discretion is heavily advised. Inspirations for this story include: - Midsommar (2019) - A few two sentence horror stories - "My Little Goat" by Tomoki Misato

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"Don't fret... follow me... let me be your guide." <O> The world was turned upside down when they came. Them... the virus. Jackson's life went from being stuck in a middle school classroom to running for his own survival, hoping he wouldn't be next. The only one he can truly trust is his sister, Jacqui, an innocent 5-year-old that had been shoved by life into this sudden, deadly pandemic. Now Jackson would give his life to keep this virus from taking her from him. But then everything changed when a bright blue light appeared, promising to guide Jackson through this hell... <O> !DISCLAIMER! This is a horror/thriller type story, and includes elements of such that may not be suitable for some audiences. This includes, but is not limited to the following: hallucinations, insanity, horror, body distortion, heavy to extreme gore and blood, death, suicide, etc. If any of these disturb you in any way, reader discretion is advised. This story is heavily inspired by... <O> the movie and book "Bird Box" <O> the Roblox game "Doors" <O> The Long Dark's challenge mode "Darkwalker" <O> Micheal Grant's "Gone" <O> <Milestones> [N/A]

*Dumps art* This is gonna be for different drawings I make, some animations maybe. Idk I can be random lol Do take note that some of my art contains gore, blood, and/or dark themes. Reader discretion is advised And don't trace, steal, or heavily reference my art or characters unless I give you the permission to do so and give credit

[Intoxicate is discontinued as of now. I will rewrite it in the future.] "Trust can be toxic. You, of all people, should know that." -x- "The condition I have isn't some normal disease or defect. I don't know what it is. I just... woke up one day, and I was like this. I can recall a few things from beforehand. Playing in the woods, my parents watching from the side. The explosion, the explosion that, surprisingly, didn't destroy my eardrums. Screams, screams of pain. From me, my parents. And then... nothing. One thing I do know: my eyes weren't glowing green beforehand. That's a new thing. I mean, kind of cool, not gonna lie, but also a bit inconvenient when I'm trying to not be seen in the dark. And I could sleep. It felt good to sleep, to rest. To not vomit acid blood every five minutes when I'm trying to stay still. To not always feel this endless fatigue that I know will never go away. I miss those days. But I can never go back." - Anatox -x- !DISCLAIMER! This story may contain or depict themes unsuitable for some audiences, such as drug usage/abuse, heavy blood/gore, smoking, SH, su*cidal thoughts, and hallucinations/insanity, among others. Reader discretion is advised.

This is book 2 in the No Turning Back trilogy. If you haven't read book 1, read that before reading this. -- Vizor's gone. Everyone spared from his wrath is safe, and finally there's peace. It's been three months since the evil demon's death, and everything's going great. Or so everyone thinks... Dusk is unsure whether his father is gone entirely. He of all people would know his true power. And his suspicions are confirmed when another murder pops up. With a chance to save his possessed friend, Akik finds a way to bring the gang to his home planet - Xero. There, he knew someone that could help. But tensions are high. The Demon-Angel war has still raged on in Akik's absence, and his Xeronian friends are worried. It's been over a year since the return date of Akik's mission, so most everyone believes he's dead. So... what now? ----------- This story contains themes relating to blood/gore, demons, war, trauma, death, and (slight) insanity. If these themes bother you, I suggest you be careful reading this story. There are Blazafor1 ships in this story (though I refer to it as Blakik because.... Well, you get it if you read book 1). Not too crazy in the beginning, and it also has nothing to do with the Mature rating on this story. Though if you are uncomfortable with ships such as this, I once again suggest you be careful reading this story. Hybrids and the Hybrodeic language belong to NephaliMations :D ACHIEVEMENTS 1K Reads - May 30, 2022 2K Reads - IDK? 3K Reads - February 2, 2023 4K Reads - July 6, 2023

We know the story of the SockSMP. The wedding, Wicktoria's death, the war that tore friends apart, and the robot behind it all. But of course, outlooks vary between one universe and another. The wedding was scheduled for not long before dusk, but a rainstorm held it off until dark. As the sniper prepares to make his mark, something distracted him, and the bullet went haywire. Blood was spilled that night. But not that of the groom, or the bride, as it happened in the SMP. Not even the priest, who was still equally close to the line of fire. Some would say the bullet missed by a mile. Either way, a good friend was lost that night. But this time, his death was not permanent. A mysterious relic brought the crew's fallen friend back from the dead. Paranormal, yes, but still worth it. Or was it? They say everything happens for a reason. But when time has messed up... It's every man for themselves. ---- !Disclaimer! This story may contain/depict the following themes: Blood, Death, Gore, Peer Pressure, Possession, and physical/mental trauma. If you are uncomfortable with these themes at all, reader discretion is advised. This is also a Blazafor1 story. If you are uncomfortable with this ship, discretion is once again advised. Inspirations for this story: Fate's Decision by @IcicleNeko Corruption AU by @BlueberrySugarCube Split by @Doomfox Check all of them out, they're all very underrated writers :D MILESTONES 1K Reads - January 25, 2023 2K Reads - July 27, 2023 (#3 Joocie, #3 L4FF)

Omen is no stranger to torture. To pain. He is a torture demon, after all - adapted to suffering and bringing pain to his adversaries. But this is only physical. When it comes to mental infliction... he is entirely vulnerable. This wasn't a problem for him until he's sent out on the mission he's been trained since birth to do. Suddenly, he's seeing vivid, violent moments in time of past, present, and future, from seeing his future self murdering people he's met to sights from hundreds of years earlier, of a distant relative who had seeked to do exactly what Omen had come to achieve. But these were no ghosts of Christmas past, present, and yet to come. Only one spirit was behind all of this. A dark, vengeful spirit who would stop at nothing to achieve his master plan. --- !DISCLAIMER! This story may contain or depict the following themes: Gore/Blood, violence, religious references (Christianity specifically), demons, hanging, war, trauma, torture/abuse, etc. If any of these themes may disturb you or make you uncomfortable, reader discretion is advised. Inspiration: Hell's Coming With Me - Song by Poor Man's Poison Some random GCMV I saw and can't remember who made it Started: Dec 25, 2022 Completed: Jan 23, 2023

A/N: This is a fairly old book, so I'm rewriting it! Please read it, I've worked very hard to patch up the plotholes and make it a better story :D https://www.wattpad.com/story/367228350-no-turning-back-rewritten A mission to find intelligent life on extraterrestrial planets. Both a success... and a failure. Socks crash-lands on the planet known as Earth, inhabited (for the most part) by the species Homo Sapiens - Humans. His ship was totaled and his home was hundreds upon hundreds of light years away, not to mention also through a black hole. So of course, leaving isn't much of an option. On this new planet, Socks meets some new friends, a group of humans he grows fond of. It's peaceful, and, although homesickness is present, he is at peace. But nothing lasts forever. For a little piece of home resides in the shadows. A dark one that, although Socks has never formally encountered, knows all about and had been influenced by greatly. If it weren't for him, he may not even have been on Earth. And that little piece of home... Wishes him and the entire human population to hell. ---------------- NOTE: THESE CHAPTERS ARE CURRENTLY UNDER RECONSTRUCTION. I didn't feel like entirely rewriting the book, so I'm rewriting individual chapters currently. This note will be deleted once I've rewritten everything. This story contains themes relating to blood/gore, demons, trauma, death, and (slight) insanity. If these themes bother you, I suggest you be careful reading this story. There's also Blazafor1 ships. I am not trying to make it weird, though, so don't worry about it too much unless you are REALLY uncomfortable with ships such as this. Hybrids and the Hybrodeic language belong to NephaliMations :D they are not my idea

[SOON TO BE REWRITTEN because this is kinda old :[ ) Half his life, Blaza has been tortured and experimented on by the military. When he finally escapes, he settles into life as a normal person - he even had friends. But one day, an old friend showed up, and revealed Blaza's true identity. That day, his friends discovered there's more to Blaza behind the sunglasses. Inspiration: The Cursed Eye (NephaliMations), Dawn of the Others (Ghost Oblivion) ACHIEVEMENTS 1K Reads - June 6, 2022 2K Reads - idk? 3k Reads - April 12, 2023 (#5 socksfor1gang)