Acknowledgement Stories

"I have priorities. Justifying these emotions isn't one of them." ☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎ After a two-year timeskip, the crew got together and set sail on a journey once more -- to proclaim the One Piece. However, there are still certain emotions that need to be resolved, mainly between the swordsman and the cook. Will their pride and duties allow them to become imbecile? Or will they be able to acknowledge the emotions they refuse to name? (cttro for the pic.)

Kelly Honesson, dean of Heladias Port East's university, silver dragon, and beloved adoptive son of the god Honess, had never met his biological parents at all, and in fact wasn't even certain that his biological father knew he'd been conceived. He knew, thanks to the inherited memories that were his lot and due as a dragon, who his birth parents were of course, and when an eerily familiar face appears at his door, he has no idea how to react. A standalone short story, featuring Kelly Honesson and some of his family, taking place some years after the end of the 'afterwards' in my earlier story, Kelly's Trauma. Note that the cover image does not belong to me.

This book is about all the underrated taekook writers I've seen so far If there's any underrated taekook writer that you know and I didn't mention in this book, please pm me or say so on my message board. -Not all of us can be excellent writers, its the time and effort we put into our writing that makes it excellent- Made up quote by me

Ten thousand digits are in this book:)

Hey you, my love.

Compilation of expression about longing, some are old and some are new. But fret not, mi amigo, longing is not just about the never-ending tunnel of agony, it can be a motivation to do something about it. Longing is about the game of do or die. And somehow, almost all of my longing, I die, let it die by running. However, nowadays, mi amigo, I realized I must know what to let go and fight for. So that I can walk away without excess baggages, screaming regret. I hope you do that, too.

This is based off of a poem named "I, Too" by Langston Hughes. This was inspired because I read this poem for school and I was required to write a poem based off the format of the poem.

Why do so many people on this planet believe in a divine being? Is it even sensible to believe in one? With increasing progression in human knowledge of the natural world around, there seems little reason to believe in a divine being. With this, the pressure increases on both the agnostic and Christian to abandon their search for the answer. Yet on the other front, the Christian also begins to face the rise of old enemies that once plagued Christian orthodoxy. Similar to its predecessor, this book and its compilation of themed articles addresses the issues in the logic, philosophy and thoughts of Christianity from a layperson point of view. Some of these articles serve to expand and clarify the points raised in its predecessor, and some on completely new topics. Yet unlike the predecessor, this book focuses more on the doctrine and basis of Orthodox Christian beliefs and how Christians can apply them to everyday life through articles that are once again, academic, reflective, and argumentative. Just like 'A Practical Guide to the Logic, Philosophy, and Thoughts of Christianity', this book is the result of a single individual's search for God. It promises to be challenging and thought provoking for the genuinely open-minded and interested. Even so, the articles are at best 'arm-chair theology' and are therefore meant to be easily understood by any interested agnostic and Christian with a slow yet provocative push into the basis of Christianity and her doctrines.

Euthalia decided that she couldn't keep living a life where depression threats to ruin everything for her. She planned to end it all next month. In the meantime, she will be doing all the things that she planned to achieve this year and she will spend her last days feeling happy and in a good mood. what about you, what would you do if you had one more month to live?

The story of a young energetic girl who's tomboyish nature leads her to all sorts of problems, one day while hiking a hill she meets a silent man with silver hair and blue eyes, who says he's bored, they make a deal to show the man life isn't all boring...

Hello everyone! I decided to open up a review shop! I am not open for submissions yet, but I have posted my guidelines so for now you can go check it out and let me know if you are interested! I am reviewing for free, all that I require is that you post the link to this shop on your conversation board. Please leave a comment to let me know what you think! I can't wait to start reading your stories!

Our thoughts as poems on little things that are important in our life!

When Sukuna takes over Itadori's body once more and runs off with him this time to wreak havoc, Gojo sets out to bring him back. What the lax teacher didn't expect was a bizarre heart-to-heart by Sukuna himself that caused him to question his whole relationship with Itadori. ~ AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30004497/chapters/73875180

Frammenti di Me - Fragments of Me is a collection of prose poems that gathers the scattered pieces of a self once silenced, once broken. Each fragment is both a confession and a reclamation-an attempt to translate pain into language, to give shape to what healing could never fully name. These poems trace the quiet ache of becoming, the weight of memory, and the beauty found in imperfection. They are written as a tribute to the unhealed version of ourself-the one who endured, who kept feeling when it would've been easier not to. In these pages, the wounded self is not hidden; she is seen, remembered, and gently reassembled through words.

These are short composed poems that speak about many life situations. From education to habits, lessons are the result of what we love. Have you ever been fear-driven by your own way of thinking. Your interest is a formality of your actions. It is maintained throughout the cycle of time. Keep your passions close and your achievement closer.