Goddamnit Stories

A weird UnderFell sans ends up hosting Fresh, Error, and many others. And by "a weird UnderFell sans" I mean a dumbass that got thrown into a fell sanses body with highschool humor and no sense of safety.

Damn it. kind of crack i think

GXG OKAY?!

So... it would seem that my first about me thing has been deleted (as far as I can see) so I made a new one 'cause I just got tagged in something (whoo!). Enjoy!

Hey it's my bio bruh

I'm sorry I should be making this aesthetic but I seriously don't have the fucking time right now, nor am I in the mental state so take it or fucking leave it😞 🔏 - angst chapter 🍋 - we all know what this means... 👾 - crackhead energy🥵😍 ☁️ - fluff chapter 💮 - me being a complete dumbass and falling in love....again..., YAYAYAYAY NOW YOU KNOW UR WAY AROUND🥰 So let's actually put this into context: My name is nagisa layne and I am a crackhead. I dont know who gave me the courage, but I am making a book. A random book. That is scattered all over the place. In this book you will be seeing my vents, my rants, my romantic life kinda like a diary. And I don't really know why im doing this, but it's nice to know that people are actually reading this. My life is so screwed up right now but...this might help :)

go ahead

The months were shit-filled.

All of these story things are by ai. The notes at the end are me.

My first time everrrrrrrrrrr Hope u enjoy these random imagines I created. I will make abt 50-60 scenarios and I will make another BTS Scenarios Part II

GOD DAMNIT

[BEING REVISED/COMPLETED] REVISED 16TH EDITION: A comprehensive recollection of all the things hazardous in the Phlegmatic and Neurotic Sapphire Mazes life, currently: 1) An unending loathing of all teenage-kind, despite being one herself. 2) The irresponsible but often (questionably) well-meaning older sister. 3 )A persnickety mother with almost functionable obsessive compulsive disorder. 4) The ghost of Frank Sinatra is actually haunting her. No joke. And he won't stop playing his own songs. 5) Her family's penchant for death. 6) A bad personal history with mental illness (re: neurotic). 7) Words that she cannot say and fears she cannot express. And yet, as if these things aren't harming enough, life forgos the lemons and throws watermelons by letting her come into acquaintance with the tactlessly sarcastic Tristan Mitchell; a boy of which who brings along with over-the-top gingers and eight-year-old philosophers that all put roadblocks in Sapphire's self-inflicted solitude, forcing her to feel a lot more feelings than she's comfortable with. (Featuring but not limited to: the ghost of Frank Sinatra, fajitas, dead people, demon claws, fiends, the ghost of Frank Sinatra, some lesbians, more than one redhead, a white person(s), Jesus Christ, fourth-wall breaks, an [annoyingly] conscious narrator, the ghost of Frank Sinatra, and more!)

What if the time the gang flooded Ravagog was told from Linh's perspective? Let's find out! (Spoilers for Neverseen) OMFG y'all i wrote this way back a long time ago and i couldn't write for shit then so i need to tell y'all that this is not an accurate representation of my writing

To be honest, I don't really know what to call this. It's not exactly a oneshot, atleast I think, nor is it a specific tale. I guess you could just call this worldbuilding, or a weird, stale, salty spaghetti idea? Idk, it's really just a weird idea I came up with and thought: "Hey, why don't I write this, with no guide or thought out plan" Bad Guys x Blue (Art not mine, obviously.)

the chapters will be a little short, or too long, I am new to this, and this is my second story ever but I gave up on my other one and deleted it so. sorry if it's bad