Deconstruction Stories

In a world built on the foundation of heroism and quirks, as well as pro heroes who pride themselves on goodwill and helping others, not everyone was born to shine or saw them as gods to worship. While the world admires these guardians and relies on them for the threats to society, three street-level hero students are thrust into the limelight. Yuta Katsumi, a tragic vigilante with a will for justice, and scars that go deep through not only his body, but also his soul. Hajime Hitomi, a law student with superhuman senses who came from a fractured family and seeks to repair it and the system. Chinatsu Cho, a blunt, bitter girl with butterfly abilities and a burning desire to make a better life happen. Alongside Izuku Midoriya, the successor to the legendary All Might's legacy, they go from the darkness of the downtown, to doomsdays on the daily. They fight to protect their neighborhoods, but also give meaning to the title of 'hero' in a world that seems to see them as nothing more than celebrities with superpowers.

A knight and heir of the supposed Dark Lord. His memories swept away, as he joins a heralded quest. |:| A retired veteran heroine. Blindly following destiny, yet again, to protect those she loves and avenge her lost. |:| A teenage hybrid huntsman. Working with all sides of the war, rewarded, while seeking a bounty hunter's own gain. |:| A right-hand to the same overlord father. Retrieving his brother, the knight, for praise; else battling against him. ‎ --------------‎ ‎ ‎ Their presumed fated outcomes hinge on the magical written prophecy. But perhaps, not all writing, especially sacred ones, hinges on truth. -------------- (Published on the websites Royal Road and WebNovel. Thanks for reading!)

Order was a coerced peace. Reset is the verdict. No rule will grant salvation. For centuries, the Land of Light has maintained universal peace under the iron, authoritarian fist of Supreme Commander Zoffy. In this dark reimagining of the Ultra multiverse, justice is enforced through ruthless pragmatism, and the galaxy's most feared weapon is Ultraman Zero-haunted by a brutal past and known across the cosmos as "The Butcher." But absolute order carries a terrifying price. When a devastating political coup strips the legendary veteran commanders of their power and exiles them to a remote gulag, the fragile stability of the universe completely shatters. In the shadows, a forbidden ritual awakens an ancient, god-like deity: Ultraman Noa. Viewing both the tyrannical Ultras and their mortal enemies as chaotic anomalies responsible for endless warfare, Noa delivers a final, chilling verdict-a systematic cosmic purge to reset reality to zero. With the Land of Light devastated and their home destroyed, the exiled warriors are forced into an unthinkable, desperate alliance with their sworn enemies, the Absolutians. Together, they must face a supreme being that cannot be defeated by traditional strength or absolute law. In a flawless universe where the gods demand extinction, survival will require breaking every rule left in existence.

A poetic healing journey

A casino heist gone wrong could be brings two star-crossed soul-mates together again after a mysterious falling out. Russian mobsters and a British Spy are only a couple of the things in their way.

On a bright autumn morning, crisp and clear, a girl called Y/N walks in through the doors of her new high school. As she looks around, marvelling at the size of it all, she locks eyes with a boy - a boy she would come to know as Jason. (there's a girl chained to paper. a facade of reality.)

Just some scribblings of my thought process while I journey from Christianity to Agnosticism. Perhaps you can resonate with this.

An amnesiac meets a group of amoral superheroes with their own motivations for barely doing anything for society, and tries to save their heart and their city from villains. Especially since they're the only heroes around. Long Description: An amnesic individual unsure of his past with strange watches and an even more bizarre outfit finds himself in Earth 2044, where not much has changed. However, he quickly finds himself meeting a group of amoral superheroes with their own motivations for barely doing anything for society. Worse, they're the only people on earth with the powers to stop all the rising and remaining villains, out gunned and out numbered.

Marianne Brockett wants nothing more than to fit in. As a girl completely unable to use magic, she's locked out of the world of privileges and conveniences that student life at Master Drysdell's Preternatural Arts Comprehensive has to offer. The clouded world of her home life estranges her further, with only a barbaric stepmother and a cat for solace. To conceal her anxieties, she turns to an alter-ego and adopts the alternate name Marion, becoming an almost entirely different person, but soon the term "being yourself" takes on an entirely new, dangerous meaning. ((tag list here: socktopodes.tumblr.com/mm-tag-list ))

For a hundred years, dragons have been extinct. Things have changed, however, and they have returned to purge the world with fire. By fate, a young guardsman encounters the last of the defunct Dragon Slayers, a small man with an unusual sense of style who never speaks. Together, the young guard Zatch, the Slayer, and an ever-growing team of misfits and outcasts will laugh in the face of destiny and fight the returning dragons. But something more sinister awaits them at the epicenter of the conflict. Something nearly two thousand years in the making. Cover art by Nekoemonn. Eventually I'll get a more fitting cover once I learn how to draw dragons.

You weren't meant to echo. You were meant to see. This book is a firestarter for the ones who've grown tired of church noise, surface-level spirituality, and recycled sermons passed off as truth. Through sharp chapters like "Sincerity is Not Clarity," "Blind Preachers and Honest Doubters," and "The Road Without a Tribe," this work challenges the comfort of the echo and calls you into the quiet, costly path of clarity. If you've ever felt spiritually awake in a room full of sleepers... if you've ever questioned the rhythm everyone else accepted... if you've ever been called a heretic just for asking honest questions-this is your road map. This isn't rebellion. It's awakening. And once you see, you'll never unsee.

In a fantastical world of heroes and gods Morrivac was the only person he knew with no magic. One day (after a bad prank) he died and couldn't be brought back. In the inky abyss of death a voice greeted him and offered to reincarnate him in a new world without magic. (This is a first draft please give your thoughts)

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Anything. A long poem about art.

"Um... Hello, I guess? Is this where I'm supposed to explain what's going on? Well, I would love if someone explained things to me for a change, but whatever, I will give it a try. So, my name is Leonard Dunning, pleased to make your acquaintance. According to my ID, I'm a fairly average high-schooler, living alone while my parents are somewhere 'overseas', wherever that may be. I'm tall, pretty fit, living in an impeccably clean house, and I attend a scenic high school full of friends, romance and coming-of-age hi-jinks. Sounds neat on paper, right? Too bad I have absolutely no memory of any of this. One day I simply woke up in this weirdly pristine world with a splitting headache and a nasty case of retrograde amnesia that left me a blank slate unable to recognize even my face in the mirror. Worse yet, apparently this whole place is running on fairly clichéd writing conventions and stereotypes, complete with obvious background characters and dense harem protagonists! So, what would your average guy do in this kind of situation? I have no clue, but as for me, I decided to roll up my sleeves, grab a notepad, observe this weird world and work out what makes it tick. If you are curious about how deep this rabbit hole goes (and trust me, we will need spelunking equipment), you are more than welcome to come along for the ride."

A collection of poems following my deconstruction journey, and the bits a beauty I'm picking up along the way.

Collection of Poems about Religious Trauma, deconstruction, and other Spiritual Things

Working Title: Overcast Keeping it together was hard enough. Then he showed up. Something about him has her insides screaming to run, and to run far. Now, Krysta's no stranger to the bizarre, you know?, what with her 'witch' of a grandmother and all, but... something about this guy has her hair standing on end. From the hungry look in his dark eyes to his uncanny stillness, there's just something so predatory about Adrian. And then, of course, he's not the only thing taking up real-estate in her mind -oh no, no, sir, not by a country-mile. From helping her mother -with whom she has a strained relationship-tend to a practical army of siblings, to a new school of culture barriers, to the mysterious pattern of violent murders that seem to be getting closer, there's a million things going on and only 23.93 hours in a day. And that's not even getting into the shit in her head. If things keep piling up-and if she's not careful about it--Krysta just might wind up in the hospital again...