Impliedcharacterdeath Stories

Aaeda has a nightmare, at least she doesn't have to deal with it alone. _______________________ im really bad with summaries so hERE WE GO, RANDOM IDEA AT 2 AM

"He remembers the realization that, despite Jason starting older than Dick had, the boy was still so much smaller at 10 than his brother at 8. He remembers thinking, for a brief second, maybe this wouldn't be the right call, letting such a small child aid him in his night job. He now lays awake every night wishing he listened." ~~~~~~~~~~ I'm trying to start a series of exercises for myself to get more comfortable writing. This is Bruce and Jason angst. Title from The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives.

A one shot about Six's thoughts during the ending of Little Nightmares 2

Italy's shoe is untied. [PLEASE NOTE!: There is Implied/Referenced Character Death, but nothing is shown in this fic.] [Cross-Posted on AO3.]

Ron saw the unfamiliar child in his dreams once again. Only this time, he stood facing him, glowing despite the malnourishment and wounds. He smiled at him, and Ron found himself wishing he saw him smile more often, rather than seeing his corpse. The teen ran to him and hugged him. "Thank you," he said and with that, he disappeared with everything turning to white. or: Kim Roksoo is another casualty under the rubble, Ron has been having strange dreams, and the Henituse carriage occupied by the Countess and her son is overturned. All of these things couldn't be related....right?

THE STARS THAT FALL FOR YOU Republish © besixdouze (prodtaejun) 2021 EXCERPT: Beomgyu deems it adorable-Taehyun's fascination with the jewels twinkling brightly in the night sky. The way his eyes glimmer in wonder, Beomgyu questions if he knew that it's a breathtaking sight. He sparks beauty in what transpires to be frivolous as watching unreachable lights, and turns it into something profound. Like looking at a kaleidoscope, but it's the night sky. It's not what it truly is, but watching through the eyes of Taehyun, it's all that it ever was. SYNOPSIS: Beomgyu watched the shooting stars with Taehyun; recollecting memories he can hold on to until their final farewell.

s,,saioum,,a,, ooneshot,,, hshbgnghnng,,, my friend sent me a picture of a pianist kokichi, and i wanted to write something with that,,, and then i thought about anthropologist shuichi so take this!! for reference, kokichi is the ulitmate pianist, keebo is the ultimate detective, shuichi is the ultimate anthropologist, gonta was the ultimate astronaut and tsumugi forgot her talent. gonta was a victim while tsumugi was a blackened, and kokichi and gonta were best friends so his death hurt kokichi a lot. also a little bit of background for kokichi as a protag: i imagine him similar to makoto. he likes helping friends and stuff, along with pulling pranks with the people closest to him. hes a friend of everyone, no matter who they are. he'll boast about his piano playing, but in a way it's similar to info-dumping.

Another interview with Mila Sardonyx. This time, her target is someone special. After winning her first battle at her first day at the Battle Academia for Heroes, Pallus L. Weaver encounters the Dimensional reporter who appears to have witnessed her reality-altering abilities firsthand. Now in the hotshot, we learn firsthand about the memories of the Librarians as well as the emotions that led to the birth of the Spectator of Chaos. Is this the beginning of a new era? What lengths with Pallus go on her search for retribution? And how will her new classmates at Battle Academia respond? Find. Out. Now.

january 9th is just another day for severus snape. he doesn't want to remember nor does he want to celebrate it, but with a visit from birthdays past, that might be the push he needs to let you in and gain the things he so desired...closure and acceptance. ( published 09.01.2022 ) title's namesake; lyrics from light my love by greta van fleet

Their little and possibly last interaction was only a dream.. Enjoy reading this! First short story! Sorry if i make mistakes English is not my first language! <3 Words: 1555

so I have a character who kills xemself and this is a rough draft. comment what parts you think suck ass and I should change and what you like pls <3

I try, Tina. I hope that where you are, you can see my life, you can see my happiness. I believe that you forgive me. You gave me this perfect word and went away to another one. ___________ This is a very old story. I wrote it when I was 14 (2015) for an essay contest in English, recently I was visiting my parents and found a notebook with a story, it was all in my teacher's corrections, but I liked the plot so much. I remembered how much I liked writing it and how proud I was of it! (This was my first work in English and the first story I showed to adults) Initially, instead of Tina, the gorl's name was Emmy, but when I reread it, I could clearly see Foolish in my head and it was just a whooh something inbetwee insight and epiphany. I didn't correct the structure of the sentences. This is a tribute to a 14-year-old insecure me. words: 838

"You see death far too frequently for someone who is still alive, child. " "God! Can you for once be interested in something other than dead bodies?! " "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you. And who knows, if you stare too long - perhaps you might never truly get away from it. " "It hurts you. It breaks you. You know it does. So why do you continue to do it? " "They are only victims and culprits Kudo. They don't matter, shouldn't matter, so why do you care so much? " "Death follows you like a shadow, boy. Perhaps that's why you attract those who live in the darkness - whose very existence is evil. Don't stay in the dark too long - it sucks in those it finds enticing very quickly; and you serve its fancy well. " "Why do I do it? Why do I never escape? Why do I allow myself to live like this? Do you think I never asked that to myself? I did. But I never got an answer - and I never will. Perhaps it is because I've truly gone insane. " Some questions are never answered. Not because the person who has been asked doesn't want to answer it but because in all the universe there exists no answer to this particular question. Such questions are always the most simple ones. But they are meant to remain a mystery for all eternity. And so, they shall.

If you only had a few minutes left, what would you say? This comic is based on the events of 9/11 and its contents have various implied themes of death and suicide, so please be careful if any of that triggers you. This was something I had made for school in memory of 9/11. It ended up pretty good, so here it is.

Smooth like silk was her voice. Like he could swiftly run his hands across the beautiful notes that drifted across the air. The moon gifts it a certain serenity that only stars can touch. Her voice soothed his aching heart. The same spirit that yearned for another. The same heart that deluded him into thinking that he could kill her husband. She only needed to say the word. And the same heart that never allowed him peace.

'The White Lady makes her ultimate decision, unknowing of her lullaby's significance.' This is a short story focused on the character of The White Lady from the videogame Hollow Knight.

Lost and hopeless, Wishing for more, But then they learn, Karma's a bitch. He has it coming. || Please do not copy this work, if you would like to write something similar after reading this then please give inspiration credit ||

Short stories? About.. chrysanthemums n tea sets

Dear Bella, Today was my thirtieth birthday, but you knew that.