Fingers Stories

This is a puzzle like story, where YOU have to complete the story. There are tons of different endings to this salad fingers fanfic! This man wasn't just a green humanoid creature- he was your friend.. and what he called, your comrade. "Pl-please don't cry.." he said. You smiled, then hugged him. Then, you stood up. He looked up at you, then stood up also. With a huge smile on his face. "I-I have to go." You said, taking a step back. His smile turned into a frown full of confusion. "Pardon?" He questioned. You shook your head. "I-I have to leave." You slowly stepped towards the door, then opened it. "B-but-" you dashed outside before he could continue his words. Started on July 19th 2018 Finished November 5th 2018

After his acting carrer ends Brad Pritt moves to France and starts a job at a resturant but, ends up upsetting a very important person. (This is a crack fic that my friend had me write)

This is a subjective interpretation, but it is also extensive unlike most other interpretations of Salad Fingers, and it is true to itself - so if you compare this to the animation, much of it makes more sense.

Timmy is from romaina Moved to north America in the year of 2012

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In a society filled with sickly sweet cancer stories where the girl meets the guy of her dreams right before their battle with fate, Monet secretly hopes that her journey with leukemia will turn out just like that. Especially sense she's realized that she's going to die before ever experiencing her dreams coming true. But Monet knows better, and understands how in real life stories are just stories, and dreams are just dreams. Though she never expected that her not so pleasant to be around Prince Charming would have a dark secret of his own. Or that he would be the one to cause her to break her fingers sending her back to the hospital she never wished to return. Because no matter how messed up Monet's life was post cancer, she had never needed a savior more, until Cavan showed up. "Broken Fingers shows teen girls that it's okay to speak your mind. It's okay to be different. And it's especially okay to punch insanely hot guys in the face."

Where are your fingers?

In the shadows of their blossoming relationship, a girl stood silently behind her beloved, her pleas drowned out by his neglect. She begged him to unveil their love to her family, to let their bond bask in the light of acceptance. Yet, he remained indifferent, consumed by a mystery veiled in secrecy. As their bond soured, a sinister motive emerged from the depths of his being. Why did he shroud their love in darkness? What sinister truth lurked beneath his affections? Then, in a chilling turn of events, the boy's actions took a sinister twist. He sought to silence her forever, to extinguish the very existence of the girl who dared to uncover his hidden agenda. But why? What secrets lay buried within the depths of his heart, driving him to the brink of madness? Only by unraveling the tangled threads of their tumultuous relationship can the true motives be unearthed, revealing a web of deceit and betrayal shrouded in suspense.

Do we all need saving, or do we do the saving?

A girl gets her dream night

Read But if you think it's for you Who knows what I'm talking about It's not for you This is my gold Not on you Not your treasure So don't you read Because it's not for you

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A #taekookau 🔞 Read tags before entering, skip if uncomfortable.

You are my sun, my moon, and all of my stars. She feels he's going to leave and he feels she's all he needs

A Visitor is my first non-romance story. It was inspired by a dream I recently had. I wrote it down to the best of my ability. A few things were changed for clarity or to make more sense. All Nora wants to do is visit her old high school to pay respects to the teachers that helped her go on to college. All she has to do is catch the 154 bus to get to school. Let's just say, things don't go as planned.

Nahh