Internalmonologue Stories

~ He knew he wasn't gay. But Joe? Joe had always been special to him. More than just a best friend. [...] He wasn't gay. They were friends. Nothing more, nothing less. ...

Segments from the notes app of a teenage girl with a lot of feelings, thoughts, and unfinished poems. Many of the poems in this book, however, have since been completed...

A short story about love and loss, and coping with both.

He held a worn polaroid in his hands and gently outlined the date that he never wanted to forget with his fingers. Was that day so magical? He could hear the ocean wav...

"He loves me, he loves me not..."

Vampires do not have reflections, and castles do not have hearts. But Dracula is no ordinary vampire, and Castlevania is no ordinary castle. If castles can fight, maybe...

- And to know he was free, Bruno was ready to give up Leone. To give up his disenchantment with the whole world and the rare smiles he gave him and him alone. To give up...

Hak x Yona AU A one-shot of Yona's internal monologue where she finally realizes what she fights for.

You're welcome for the fuckery that is my mind on constant society as if it's the weed of the FUCKING joint being passed to my fucking brain It doesn't make sense Nothin...

An extended version of the scene between Dinah Madani and Krista Dumont in Krista's hospital room, with more insight into what Krista is thinking, plus a surprise button.

it gets better towards the end, I promise 💖

Jack's stream of consciousness describes how society is like a masquerade, while his dreams show his own hypocrisy. Pandora Hearts fic for Phmonth18 Tragedy Trio Prompt...

absinthe writes shit cause she's icky yuck 🤢

At the end of the world, a lonesome figure treks through the forest.

A woman tries to escape her past, but when a journalist making a documentary comes to dig a little deeper trouble starts to stir as old family secrets are uncovered.

"The spring hasn't arrived yet. The park's ponds haven't thawed. The flowers haven't bloomed. The sun, still in slumber. The only song that I can hear is that of a...

An in-depth look into Gilbert's internal monologue in Pandora Hearts Vol 10, Retrace XL: Blindness, using the theme of Inktober 2018 Prompt 1: Poisonous.

His hands tighten on the wheel, eyes glancing from the speed on his car to the heating settings to his back mirror to his radio to his side mirror and again to his back...

A short story about a man whose life is a self-constructed black hole and his chance encounter with an elderly, blue-eyed wastrel. Contains: minor dissociation, minor su...

[COMPLETED] "The only thing I'm truly afraid of is my striding silhouette, mimicking the portraits pacing apace the path of life" A poetic story of a depressed...