Arbitrary Stories

Just as the title suggests random stories, poems and stuffs I write!

Bits and pieces of the neat little world we box ourselves inside of. How many males write poetry? Probably all of the ones here.

Dear Director and others, If you are reading this letter then that means that the Ark-ship class called The Ascension has rocketed into space with several of our tech. You will all soon arrive at your new home and you have us to thank that for. Many people on board that ship have helped all of us along the way to reach our final goal of saving the human race from extinction. If you are reading out loud then please mention these people: Safrik, he was one of the few normal humans who could master our technology. You and the rest of the people onboard The Ascension should thank him fixing this ship with livable spacing and air to breathe. Without him, sadly I think that none of us would’ve survived the hell we’ve been through. Next one I want you to thank is Marcy: Marcy was a very hectic yet brilliant scientist. She was the one who through several failed experiments was able to make bionic implants for our bodies so that we could combat the harsh weathers of Mecrolopis.012 and so that we could harness many of our untouched draconian powers. There are many others to thank but I need to cut this letter short. Inside the box which you should’ve found in your private cabins lies a micro SD chip that you must present to the galactic rulers at the coordinates X:9123.231 Y:-980.23 and Z:580. This meeting was scheduled by us before the final battle. That chip contains all that had happened to us up to the point of where you are now. This chip contains our countless feats of adventure…and of how we died. With great respect. Tucker/Roxas, Ace, Moxxi, Daryl, Jasmine and Haytem The Last great Star Children

𝑰 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ❤ 𝐈 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. Date Started: July 27, 2020 Date Ended: September 9, 2020 Cover by: @nikkidesigns Highest ranking: #3 haiku #8 rhyme #10 poesia #139 poetry #112 poems 🏆ACHIEVEMENTS🏆 🥈 in Vraveio Elite 2020 🥈 in The KitKat Awards

These are short (and standalone) series of stories.

"My boyfriend broke up with me yesterday. I was, like, so totally heartbroken. I decided to rip his pictures to shreds, act like a constipated pig in the middle of a forest, and seriously contemplate on other ways to make myself appear pathetic to those reading my story." . . . In other words, as Balok could decipher, the world was going to end unless someone stopped someone else from spilling Coke. Yeah.

Herbert Hatter lives in a perfect society, regimented by a Code that guides citizens to perfect themselves. One day, he decides to get a tiny plant for his desk. When the Echeveria is taken away because it is a 'forbidden item', Herbert starts doubting the Code he has always lived by.

just products of my thought-inebriated mind

NOTE: This is a fan fiction. Hope non-Arashi fans would enjoy this. Though the names of the characters are from real life people, everything else is a product of my imagination. Also, Just cross-posted this story from my other social media blog. WARNING: YAOI (BoyxBoy) SUMMARY: Ohno Satoshi learns the reason why it rains..

Just a regular irregular original collection of poems with variety. Each poem and each picture in this book is an original and is copyrighted. I hope you find my book interesting💜 -Yours Truly Anousha Irshad

❝this love comes sweetly this gentle awakening like warmth on your skin and a breath on you neck let it say so softly.... you are more than enough❞ - butterfly rising

In here are the not-so-good poems, still the better ones from when I started writing them about everything and nothing... And... My penname is 'the hopeful'... Critiques and appreciations are very much welcome and anticipated.

I basically write whatever I feel like it. I do take requests in the case there's something specific someone wants to see.

A place for my small writings. Each named after the song that inspired them.

I never write something when I'm happy. It's nothing more than a pile of suffering, don't read it if you're depressed. I don't write very well, consider before reading. Warning: Some of the characters' thoughts are very twisted, don't let it influence you.