Grime Histoires

Anne Boonchuy Sasha Waybright Marceline Wu Heart Strength Wit 5 years ago these three girls,the three stars saved Amphibia from being destroyed by the King's power hungry intentions And the ancient evil known as '𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖔𝖗𝖊' Shortly after The three separated Thinking that continuing their friendship was a bad idea for the time being They took these years to work on themselves and are now currently heading into college The three haven't spoken in years But when the three of them are pulled back into Amphibia to deal with a new threat past experiences are brought back to mind Will they confront each other and save the world Or will their past jeapordize their future

𝐀𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝑰𝒏 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑶𝒇 𝑨𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒂 𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘

(Cover art not mine idk who made it) After just barely escaping from Andrias, Marcy faces depression, abandonment, and a voice whispering horrible thoughts in her head. Anne and Sasha start to worry about her, but they don't know how to talk to Marcy anymore. "She's changed." Sasha says. "I miss the old Marcy." Anne said. "The Marcy who rambles on about Undertale and Pokèmon. The Marcy who I know.... And Love"

Me being a bad person in the direction of women again

slayed

The girls find themselves back in the same place they were 10 years ago, Amphibia.

Groaning their way down abandoned streets, ruining lives that once slept in crisp white sheets. Ripping them piece by piece. They roamed. Grimy, slime covered, teeth rotted to its bitter core. Eyes rolled back and impaled exposing its jelly like inside. They didn't care if you loved them. Their mind gone and their hearts decayed into mush. They limped. Bodies mangled and tangled and distorted. Missing faces and legs and chunks of flesh.

A story about a young lesbian growing up in the Uk and learning how to trust and love people.

17 year old Marcy Wu had a rough childhood after her parents sold her to a dangerous pack when she was eight years old. As a quiet, clumsy, nerdy omega at Saint James Highschool, she hardly had any friends. What she did have is a crush on a certain, popular, athletic werewolf who some people seem to love. Anne Boonchuy's birthday was right around the corner. She hoped that after her birthday, she would find her mate instead of waiting for another year. Once the new year of school began, Anne's wish would soon come true. In a heartbeat, she was drawn in very quickly by a particular girl who she hadn't met at school. How far would things go for the two werewolves? (Contains: Abuse, violence, language, and mention of blood)

this book contains grime bars that I thought of myself DISCLAIMER I'm no expert

You know princess, cute brown tabby, mother to cloudtail, but have you ever wondered if she joined a clan? find out in this story!

(100 themes challenge) short musings and poetic rambles, with no story in particular to tie them together. topics provided by amika-sterling of deviantart.

Idea of rwby

A group of friends decided to investigate an abandoned warehouse that had closed down after an incident leaving 10 people dead and the killer was never found. The townsfolk named it the crimson massacre. 30 years later and people are still going back to find out what happened to the people who died that night.

a poetic revelation of the book

When Dylan came back down from his last trip, he had changed. He was scared and refused to tell us what he saw on his trip. Now he wants us to go back to the place that he ran from. I feel unsure about the trip but I trust that Dylan wouldn't willingly put us in danger.

Transported to the mystical world of Amphibia, Skylar and Sasha Waybright must fight through all the challenges of this new world full of frogs, Toads and the occasional giant bird. As well as joining Skylar on her journey join me as I try to use my few remaining brain cells to write my first proper story fanfiction. ⚠️⚠️⚠️!!!DISCONTINUED!!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️ I DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT MY OC

Cold and darkness is what the world has come to. No more trees to provide shade, no more color to paint the world, no more sun to bathe you in its warmth. Only dull skyscrapers, grey and black, and shadows last. My name is Baily Summand and I am part of a group of survivors. We are here and still fighting against the evil forces that have taken humanity to almost extinction. We are silent and well hidden. If there is anyone out there, still alive… you are not alone.