❝why did you try to kill yourself?❞ she blinked softly, her breathing hitched and soft tears streaming from her baby-blue's. his body ached in her grasp. it felt like his entire body was going through a storm and his mind was in the center of it all. he could only quietly sob. ❝you..❞ he said and looked to the side, not having the courage to look her in the eyes. ❝you told me to do what makes me happy.❞

Characters are hard to create. So consider this book a giant cheat sheet of all your writing needs. This book not only helps writers create their characters, but is a menagerie of descriptions for your stories: Smells. Sounds Instead of Said Describing Clothing Collective Nouns Adverbs Edible Plants Different Colours of basic colours & Lots more. This book also does requests if your stuck on something in your story. Cover Art by Charlie Bowater.

Skylar Woods-Reed's dads hate Ray Stella's mom, and vise versa. The two kids never really meet, despite being neighbors. All Ray knows about Skylar is that he's Ray's age and has gay dads, which according to his mom, is a sin. It's no wonder Ray has kept his transgender identity to himself. What Skylar knows about Ray is that 'her' mom is a raging homo/transphobe, and his dads say to stay away from the Stellas. And then Ray gets detention. And so does Skylar. And the tale begins. {Disclaimer: The characters Skylar and Vee (plus a few others) belong to horrorscope-. Please go check out his stuff if you haven't already! Jeffrey Woods is public domain. All other characters, unless specifically stated, belong to me. Have a nice read!}

Mostly fandom jokes, but also general joking.

(and yet, I still love it). ©genie_us :: Unedited, unfiltered, and damn filthy.

Are these the sort of things you like, my dear? the stories and the rhymes that make you shake? are you the sort who seeks darkness and fear? I surely hope you are, for your own sake. In here you'll meet the fear who has a face, in here you'll feel the cold under your bed, In here the childhood terrors have a space, And bedsheets are all weaved of spiders' thread. So, gather one and all who relish fear, and gather those who savour grim good times, find your peace and gladness walking here, in the Never Told Nursery Rhymes. **** These are a few grim little rhymes of my own invention, although I'm sure many of you have noticed that quite a few have outside inspiration. Some of them are meant to be scary, some of them are just meant to have an enjoyable atmosphere, but hopefully at least a few will tickle your fancy. I just want to thank you all for your support as it means alot. And a special shoutout to @StJoey77 and @FlukeAuriola for being the best of friends to me.

just all steven U. songs