the tales of when we were young and chasing after the setting sun ;; when we were © orient-express cover image © quentin (unsplash.com) « various one-shots, july 17, 2020 - ongoing »

yellow : (adj.) a color usually associated with happiness, joy "you make my day a beautiful rising sun with yellow streaks of warmth and love" « poetry book, mar 2, 2019 - ongoing »

Burr encounters someone the night before the duel with Hamilton. ______________________ Content Warning: Multi-chapter, heavy themes included, swearing, probable historical inaccuracies, SINGING/RAPPING, references to another musical (guess in the comments), ghosts, the premse of this entire fic is a headcanon, FEELS WARNING (?), talk of religion The depictions of the characters based on musical used in the fanfic belong to Lin-Manuel Miranda. The actual characters (historical figures) belong to themselves.

Haphazard (adj.) - lacking any obvious principle of organization _____________ Of course, like any other book, it contains stories like one-shots, flashfics, short stories, and other more random things I, the author, can put. Just read it and enjoy. This is just a random collection of stories, all not in order because I'm random. Yes, this is, I think, a book in multiple collection of never ending things made by me. It can be ended whenever I want to, maybe. _____________ I accept requests, of course, but I'm sorry if it's going to be published late. _____________ Sorry for the simple boom cover, it was just randomly made by me. I'm going to change the book cover soon enough when I'm not that busy anymore. _____________ Book Made: 01 - 05 - 17 First Started or Published: 01 - 06 - 17 Completed: N/A

(DISCONTINUED) I cared for him, but he didn't. I was there for him, but he wasn't. I loved him, but he didn't love me back. After all these years of giving me hope and fake love. Will I still accept him? or should I leave? A Kim Taehyung fan fiction.

"Do something, Newt!" I screamed in fear, tears rolling down either sides of my cheeks. "I'm trying! Hold on," he said, trying to comfort the dark force that was hovering above me. I could hear Newt's heavy sighs despite the alarming proximity of the oppressed power. Newt took one step closer to the Second Salem boy. "Credence..."

Just a little place where I can vent out, and put things I can't say out loud. I may ask questions but anyone is welcome to answer them

When you don't want to get involved, or when you don't want any trouble, you become the beholder and watch the war. You watch to stay safe, but even then it is inevitable. You can't stop the world from damaging your vision. But are you seeing the right way? Are you seeing the right things? And are you fit to even witness at all? ___________________________________________________ In dedication to Queen, or @ghosstkid for their work La La Land, which has influenced my beliefs and writings very much. The YouTubers in this fanfic belong to themselves. Contains references to books and music, swearing, and religious influence. ALSO, Armed

"Die." TRIGGER WARNING.