Wattpad deleted my first one but jokes on them. I still have it saved so I'll just post screenshots first and then make up new ones!

As the title says, this includes drafts, short stories and excerpts! Some maybe be based on drawings/art, existing properties or completely original. Some maybe also based off of my characters, roleplays, settings or anything else that I am passionately writing about in one chapter. [DO NOT REPOST OR USE, ALL CONTENT IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME]

WHAT UP! ITS YA HOMIE PJ! TIME FOR ARTTTTTTTT (and anything else I showcase lol)

I said fuck it and threw shit together, make fun of me before I roast the shit out of you. Here have some trash. I mean, ya never know, one man's trash could be another man's treasure.

Second book of my art/cosplays/and whatever tf else I want. Mainly gonna be sketches and shit I never finish ha.

(Yeah, this is not what I normally write, deal with it. Imma sucker for cliché) "Forgive me, Father... For I have sinned... And this time, I'm afraid I will not be able to repent for this." As humans learn to live in... co-existing conditions with monsters, a young priest does his best to welcome all into his small church. He turns a blind eye to the war that waged on between the humans and monsters and focuses on the future they can build together. But everyone, monster or not, can all agree on one thing. All demons must perish. They were the ones who caused this war, all the destruction, and are responsible for all the souls that were lost. At least, that's what they all believe anyways. And why not put the blame on them? They are the Devil's advocates after all. But are all demons bad...? Surely there must be some good in them. Can a young demon, whose life has been filled with hatred, revenge, and despair convince everyone on Earth? Of course not. Will he try? No, no he won't. He's given up. He will never see another light in his life again.

Flippy and Flipqy are brothers playing basketball and Flipqy died and Flippy was sad until He saw Flipqy as a ghost or a spirit

Craig Tucker keeps getting little love letters from a secret admirer, and he has been for five years. Finally, Clyde just so happens to pick one up and read it. Now the two, after much convincing, try to find out who's been doing it. After a while, the secret lover offers to meet Craig by Stark's Pond.

Well hello there. I see you've decided to stop by and look around my imagination factory. How nice of you to join me here. Every page here consist of a work of heart ( my heart that is). These are the masterpieces of my many many colored days. My imagination factory is filled with the magic of markers, crayons , colored pencils and even pain old pencils and what they make is straight out of my IMAGINATION!!!! So come with me let's take a peek at what I've made. Remember in My imagination factory, IMAGINATION IS EVERYTHING!!!!!!!

There is a mad man on the loose. A man so evil and so insane that he has murdered 17 people. No one knows his real name, people just know him as Cry. One night Felix Kjellberg is wandering around the Angelina Woods, but what he doesn't know is that he's about to fall under Cry's trap and get kidnapped by him. Once Cry has Felix trapped in his torture chamber he begins to feel different, he hasn't felt this way in a long time. Will Felix feel the same way about Cry? And will he find out the dark secrets that Cry has been hiding his whole life? Or will he have a gruesome death and become Number 18?