Implieddeath Stories

So far, Lily's thoughts on her new boarding school are that it's probably been the sight of several murders. But the only entrance fee is having a good score on the entrance exam, so Zentonl Academy is exactly where she needs to be. It's a bit of a jump, moving halfway across the country, but it's ultimately for the best. ... "Is the library usually empty? How come the teachers disappear after hours? Why is breaking the no wandering off rule worthy of expulsion?" ... "You may be right about this place. But knock on enough doors and sooner or later, someone is going to answer." --- Or; Lily moves halfway across the country to attend an isolated boarding school, Zentonl Academy. She doesn't know why everyone in the school is so strange, or what the deal with her roommate is, but she's dettermind to find out.

Childe had a nightmare. Scara comforts him.

A mysterious and peculiar entity that resides within the realm of mirrors, or Mirrorside, was just minding their own business when they were rudely interrupted by a foolish god entering one of their glitches' rooms. Well, they guess they could have a bit of fun with this... ___________ First oneshot let's go!! And my first proper story!! I hope you all enjoy reading this! :D Crossposted on Archive of Our Own

"Why are you bothering to fold all these cranes anyway? Is it something for school?" Natsuo asks, toeing back towards the sofa that's neatly lined with small cranes. Touya owlishly blinks up at Natsuo and smiles softly. "A friend told me that there's a legend." Touya slowly starts, holding the half complete crane close to him, looking down at it fondly. "If someone folds one thousand cranes, a wish of theirs can come true."

The mind can be many things. Curious to see where it leads, having more questions than answers. As a worker in mind, everyone has a job here. The question is how long would it take to either lose your mind or get permanently fired from the one thing you're good at? Find out by reading, "Working in the Mind". And be careful not to trip over any loose wires :)

random things.

Nightmares of mine that I turn into a short story.

A book representing my mental health and the friends I made along the way. The characters here are not real, and I am not using the real names of my friends. Object shows! Object shows! Object shows! i repeat 565 times

In a world where your fiancé dies of a terrible illness, and you can't seem to let go of him, you leave him a short letter every time you visit his grave.

It's custom to go on your Journey before you are too old for it. There is no shame in going with close ones, and is even encouraged to be in large groups. Nadir and Ahrima have already completed the majority of their journey. There is just one leg left to go, but can they reach it to the promised summit?

man - a human being or either sex; a person. shoto's lover can be whoever you want it to be, whether a boy or a girl, or something else sick and twisted that you should probably keep to yourself, but if you wanna guess who i wrote this about you can! s - shouto. h - hawks.

I had a dream last night and my friends told me to make it into a fic so here it is! this is really angsty and sad and it implies death to characters you love I'm sorry 😭

Taking place sometime after the events of Opal (by Jack Stauber): Claire is literally starving to death outside, literally disassociating hard, and we're going to be in her head for her final moments. No, her family won't care. They hardly care enough to FEED her!

It a bunch of short stories mostly thrillers And baby horror, all interwoven as one. Stories told by her.

Serenity : the state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled. I do NOT own DEMON SLAYER, or YOU. I DO, however, own this story. OOC! BLOOD! GORE! MATURE THEMES! DARK THEMES!

Windknight (Wind Archer x Mercurial Knight) Basically Mercurial Knight and Wind Archer become one

"I can't do this Aiden. I'm sorry but this is it. I'm just done." Trigger warning: Implied cutting and suicide

An extremely short story about the importance of beds in the land of Morrowind.

The summer before second year, Harry Potter is starving. For food, yes, but also for answers, for safety, for something like family. A warning from a house-elf throws his world off-balance, and a quiet gift at Christmas may change it forever. Draco Malfoy has always known where his loyalties lie. But when his father starts whispering about the Dark Lord again, and Harry Potter's eyes look too tired for a twelve-year-old, things start to shift. Especially when Draco realises he's not as good at hating Harry as he used to be. ((A rewrite of Chamber of Secrets with found family themes, soft Weasleys, a conflicted Draco, and a Harry who's learning what it means to be wanted. Slow burn. Slow healing. No Basilisk is as scary as growing up.))

Short stories about characters and concepts. This is where I'll put short stories I write while trying to build up the motivation to work on my main projects.