Ineedalife Stories

BOOK 1 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 , 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.'⋆💥౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪🔥 Born to Frostheart and Cinderleap, Flamekit, Sparkkit and Moonkit felt different from the very start, but is it more than just a feeling? With great power comes great dangers. The trio face fires, loss, war, storms, and learn that not every cat can be trusted. Darkness lurks in every corner, but will it win? Will the three fulfil the prophecy?🔥

Series 1, book 2 Jay is aware of the danger Shadowclaw is, but why is he dangerous? Overwhelmed with the constant warning, Jay needs to think more about the past than the future, or there won't be a future to think about. Despite being told, he feels like it's too much for him to do alone, but he believes he can't trust anyone with this amount of knowledge. Luckily, new allies lie just outside the borders... A Jay's Wing Return to the Clans

In this world, there are lots of things. Quirks, Happy Gadgets, killing games, anything, really. This story will focus on the terrors of the world, so, please, take care of yourself before you read this. Warnings will be in the beginning of each chapter. The fandoms used in this AU: Danganronpa. My Hero Academia. Takopi's Original Sin. This story is meant to be incredibly headcanoned. None of this is canon, please don't take this story as truth for these fandoms, this is all my AU of these worlds.

Series 1, Book 1 Jay is a kit of Heatherclan. But he always felt different. More than just his name and injured leg. But the feeling is constantly pushed away by his everyday life. His role as medicine cat apprentice, constant bullying from his brothers and their friends for being a runt and 'useless'. But one night, he is visited by an ancestor of his in a dream, and is told things that expand his thoughts and visions. Maybe he really was different from the others. Maybe he wasn't so useless after all. A Jay's Wing Return to The Clans

everyone is doing it, so why not show my crappy art. Hope u like it! ^^ (the covers bad i know, i tried my best :P)

hiiii epic the musical fan here I ship this ... yah . despite me never posting on here I'm starting a new comic thing it's 1 am and I don't wanna write description of the story but ig I will.. Hermes pranks tiresias but falls in love STOP READING THIS AND READ THE STORY IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAYYYYYT also idk Abt the cover it's pink swirls rn I'll change it later probably

Totally random stuff... Mostly art Everything here belongs to ME. Not you, not your dog, not Susy down the street, not your Uncle Steve, ME M E Unless said otherwise Have a nice day with Susy and Steve :)

So, I decided to be fucking cliché, and write the most overused and overdone troupe in the book when it comes to the Danny Phantom fandom. I decided to do the field trip troupe. Thus, you all probably know what this fanfiction will entail. Nevertheless, I'll put a summary for those who might not know what they're getting into: Danny Fenton is just your normal kid, trying to survive the struggle of High School. Although, he does have a secret, a ghostly secret to be exact. After all, he is the Danny Phantom. The ghost that is loved or hated, ridiculed or admired. The hero of Amity Park that fights all the ghost trying to wreck havoc on the town. Luckily, over the years it has become easier to keep this fact from the town. At least, that's before Mr. Lancer dropped a bomb. There was going to be a field trip to the ghost zone, and his class was invited. So, join Danny and his friends as they try to survive this shit-storm that life has just thrown at them. Also Danny didn't reveal his identity in Phantom Planet. I do not own Danny Phantom, or the wonderful art that I used for the cover. Beware* -Strong language -High possibility of violence -High possibility of tragedy

Dazai x non binary reader 🧎‍♀️🏌️‍♀️ Basically you and your suicidal boyfriend being dumb together. That's all I swear 🙁

because why not? also imma just be posting random shit on here, not just art also i dont own the cover art and i dont know who the original artist is:/

I have no life. I like to wite. I like Hamilton. I'm white trash. So, I'm writing this. Have your holy water ready idk if there will be smut. But, you have been warned of FoUL LAngUaGE Who am I kidding, no one is reading this. (Thank god) Oh yeah, is a cliche college au Ur parents are always here for ur firsts. They don't even know wha da f hamilhoe is.

Because why not ask the Camp Campbell Councilors and Campers I might do shipping but no dirty stuff or camper x councilor

....... They met on the moonless night , loved each other despite their differences. At some times you do go wrong , you do end up being in the worst situation. Her soul is perished in a way where she doesn't see herself healing , but still hopes to light her world , her sphere. Read how she expresses herself about her Moonless Sphere ( world ).

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Erm i have to save this somewhere so yeahhh

idk guys I think I've gone crazy

Prologue "Alright everyone! Time to get back to work! Let's find that tomb!" Professor Abraham Smith said. All thirty-seven archeologists began their hunt for the long-lost tomb of Mark Antony and Cleopatra VII. It continued for multiple hours until one archeologist by the name of Marie Wright. She found the entrance to the tomb right outside the borders of Alexandria, Egypt. It took Marie, her assistant, and her speleologist thirteen hours and forty-two minutes to find their way through the tomb to the burial chamber. While exploring the tomb, the speleologist was walking among the pottery and tripped over dead vines. He knocked over a pot and it shattered into pieces. As soon as the pot broke a purple gas flowed out of the pot. The speleologist started coughing and wheezing hysterically until his soul left his body. After he released the gas, the rest of the people at the camp died as soon as they breathed in the gas. Within months, three-fourths of the world's population was gone. It started in Egypt but it dominated the USA, now it's just me in a world of loss. With all hope lost, S.O.N.I.C is attempting to create an antidote. S.O.N.I.C, Science Of Numerous Impending Chemicals, even though they sound so hero-like they are monsters. Monsters that rip children from their homes. Monsters that make small kids hurt when they have already been wounded.

I'm bored and I need somewhere to organize my Art ;w;