Blurb Stories

im gonna be doing some short stories with multiple parts, also headcannons, blurbs, and imagines and all that stuff for greta van fleet so send in requests and stuff if u want hehe

On the 10th anniversary of her University, Baek Soo-Ah wore an Ethnic Indian dress by influence of her friend Ankita. But things went weird when a boy by false sheltered inside her bottom wear. SooAh-Who the hell are you?and what are you doing inside my Ghagra?(ethnic skirt) Jimin-I swear if you shout I will tell everyone that you are my girlfriend and we both are thugs.. That's how the story starts of a new adore love. ''Falak tak chal saath mere!(Come with me till the horizon.)''He said after going on his knees with red rose in his hand. ''Tujhe ushi falak se dhakka de du toh?(and what if I push you on top of that horizon?)'' She crossed her arms while sending daggers to him. *This ff previously uploaded as an oneshort but I decided to write more on this storyline so here we are,also this fiction will have some dialogues in Hinglish.Also there would be no villain or bad character in this story. Characters will gonna stuck in problem by their own mistakes.* this fiction contain stupidity and obviously not reality. Pictures and gifs credits goes to the respective owner. poster is created by me. and yeah this ff is not an mature one. soft stans I am welcoming you.

just some oneshots that i feel encapsulate the pitt fam dynamics ( can be read as reader insert)

So these are some story ideas I have going. They are all incomplete and unedited. If you would like my to continue with a story, leave a comment at the end. Each story is labeled with a letter to identify which pieces go with what, and they will be jumbled. Thanks for reading!

The best things in life are free: air, love (sometimes...it's not always unconditional) and my critiques. I also do blurbs. CURRENTLY CLOSED

Short, sweet blurbs about the dreamies

One day everything is normal... the next everything is gone. When the devastating eruption of the infamous black ash volcano kills almost nine billion people and most other life on earth it is a race for survival. Marcus and Evangeline are two 'lucky' teenage survivors involved in this mess who must learn to live in a 'kill or be killed' society. Their problems don't stop there as another society is intent on survival whatever the costs... 'Just Surviving' is a teen fiction, romantic, action-filled story where everyone learns how to live, love and lose everything they once knew. Rating PG-13

Here is my Tobias Eaton imagines collection, it has the newest imagines listed first. In this collective group of works, has Fluff, and some smut. Trigger warnings are listed in the beginning of the writing - while some smut is listed in the title so you can bypass it if need be. I am always open to requests and criticism!

all written and owned by me (: finn wolfhard x reader finn wolfhard one shots finn wolfhard blurbs etc

Losing Your Way Arielle Reynolds is a badass and ruthless. You can say, she’s heartless. She kills. Not like a serial killer, or some mental ill person. No. She is in a gang. And surprise, surprise – Her father’s the leader. But what happens when one of the biggest gang in the world unites with hers ? And what happens when the gang leader finds Arielle, interesting?

Aislinn isn't quite the innocent one or the victim. She is the criminal. That is the reason why she is sent to the eccentric The Oakley School for Juvenile Delinquents. Mists and dark forests surrounding a mysterious castle-like structure - Yup, that's the new joint she's rocking, quite the reprieve from Ash's old, sleepy town. But every grandiose place doesn't mean queen-size living. Ash just might be meeting her destiny, the hard way. Because where death lurks, so does the grim reaper. And it might not always be on the wrong side. [Warning: Contains profanities and violence]

Short blurb or imagine about kissing someone. Could be literally anyone.

OPEN [💎] JUDGING [💎] CLOSED [] The sun-kissed leaves drift onto the asphalt with the finale of fall, parting from their woody abode to make way for the frost. Before winter prepares to embrace us with chill and cocoa, we gather to celebrate the warmth of the stories that carried us through the season. Here, we not only honor the stories, but also the sparkling details that render them extraordinary - be it the protagonist who left us awestruck, or that one moment that made us laugh till our sides ached! Come and join this wonderful festival of fall - a soiree where words, creativity, and imagination know no bounds. Let these unforgettable stories that shone bright in fading light be celebrated like the last golden leaves of the season. Cover by: Kim_Aes Blurb by: coffee_n_sarcasm

Maria Teresa Young. Blonde haired, blue eyed. Smart, pretty, healthy. Perfect. That's me. Or so everyone thinks. But the truth is, no one is perfect, no matter how it seems on the outside. That's the story of my life: walling up bricks of lies to hide what was real inside. Ambition did that to me, because really, what are you if you're not perfect? Who would want you? That was my life, but I wasn't living. Telling myself I'll do it sometime, a time when I don't have to hide, when I can finally do what I want. That's how my list of things I want to do before I die started piling up. That is, it did until life was suddenly cut short. Timed. Death suddenly felt like a foot away. What do you do when you've only got so little time left on Earth? So little time left to live? Maria Teresa Young. Blonde haired, blue eyed. Screwed, pathetic, hateful. And dying. That's the real me. That's what I've been hiding, something I didn't even know myself. But sometimes, you gotta face the truth. Especially when you're only a breath away from death. My name's Maria Teresa Young, and this is my story. Wake me before I die.

Short stories including Harry and random life moments ...

Hi I'm Chloe Lukasiak! You probably know me from the hit tv show Dance Moms. Anyways this is my diary and I'm here to share it with you!

Two twins lives get turned up-side down when they recieve a pen and a ring after their mother's death.Can two simple objects change everything they have ever known?

Soulmates can hear when the other is singing no matter where they are... you and your soulmate used to communicate through the songs you'd sing but lately, your songs have been sadder and eventually, they stopped all together. Your soulmate doesn't know what's happened to you and eventually assumes the worst. Until one day you quietly begin singing again, it's not some large performance, just a quiet hum in the kitchen while you're making tea. You think nothing of it but somewhere in the world your soulmate has tears streaming down their cheeks.