Ironic Stories

In the Victorian Era, a descendant of a wealthy family finds himself dwelling amongst his inherited mansion. Over time he is afflicted by madness, isolation, and paranoia. He soon becomes convinced that a statue his ancestors were obsessed with has now come to life and is stalking him.

The entertainment industry in Duloc is beaming, particularly film! So many new and (totally-not recycled) exciting movies are to be showcased on a very special day. Shrek and the crew look forward to what's hot, and notice a poster looking for child actresses. They decide to put Amy up for it, but this later becomes a decision everyone regrets.

Charlie Kirk, Light Yagami, and Donald Trump. A tragic tale of internalized homophobia, death, and a bunch of bullshit. A sequel to "The CEO and The Singer" I feel as though the last one was obvious, but i feel the need to state i do NOT watch anime. i am sorry to any Death Note fans i may upset with this story. i also do not like Kirk, or support Trump. I am a Canadian so, for the most part, those aren't my things to deal with. But if you're wondering, I don't like either side. Please enjoy.

Thantophobia |•noun•| The fear of losing someone you love

Various Crack Fics relating to Death Note for humor purposes. Everything written is ironic, dont take it seriously.

A series of random stories. [#71 in Ironic March 2019] [#30 in irony March 2019]

An ironic short story about your not so everyday milkman

In the kingdom of Sweet Temptations, appearance is everything. Those with cotton-candy-pink hair and sky-colored eyes are considered sweet, harmless, naive. But does appearance always tell the truth? A surreal tale with a touch of irony, from the Sweet Temptations series - a transmedia world of stories, music and characters.

Wilbur is sad after his childhood love rejected him, and Tubbo is there to help. Soon, however, Tubbo realises that there is only one man truly fit to help Wilbur.

Marinette hates Adrien. Adrien hates Marinette. Ladybug loves Chat Noir. Chat Noir loves Ladybug. What happens when Marinette finds out that the love of her life is her sworn enemy? Can the lovers forgive the past and fix their relationship, or is Ladynoir over forever? •cover art is not mine• •MLB Fanfic•

ORBIT begins with a list of forty-seven names. Nkusi Havugimana is a Rwandan aerospace engineer who has spent fifteen years looking for leverage against his government. When he finds it, he finds it in orbit - and the world will spend the next twenty-three days wondering whether he has thought of everything, or only almost everything. What he has built is audacious. What he has risked is everything. What he becomes when it's over is the question the novel cannot stop asking. ORBIT moves from a rented warehouse in Nairobi to the halls of the NSA to the green hills of a country remaking itself, asking whether the man who dismantles a machine of control can avoid becoming it. We live in an era when a single engineer with borrowed money and genuine fury can credibly threaten infrastructure that entire nations depend on. ORBIT takes this seriously - not as fantasy, but as a question already forming on the horizon. The novel's real subject, though, is older and harder: what do you do with the architecture of power once the tyrant who built it is gone? And what does it mean to win? Somewhere in orbit, one satellite remains. It is patient. It is armed. It is waiting.

This is literally for fun, if you take this seriously I will end game u - When your abusive alcoholic mother gets tired of u she sells u to someone for drug money, but who could it be?!?)? The one and only BTS!!!!!!?!;!:&!:

Angel needs help , she can't cope with everything that's going on in her life all by herself. Will she lean on her mom ? Or fall face first for a girl she barley knows named Ashley?

The Click has had a crush on Oz for a while, but only now has he gotten up the courage to confess. It doesn't go the way he expects, but is that really a bad thing? Kinda pointless notes: This is 100% a crack fic, I don't really ship real people. I started this at 6am so it's probably really bad. Also I'm ignoring reality and having them live in the same apartment building because 1. I'm not doing time zones and 2. Irl interaction is easiest to write. Also the collab he's talking about doesn't actually exist. Also I just assumed he uses premiere pro bc it's what I use. Also they all look like their avatars bc why the hell not (ex. Blair is actually a pyramid, Oz only wears green, etc.) I might include NSFW in the end if I feel like it. The cover art is mine. Thanks to @https-insanity for helping me edit.

There's no such things as moving on. We just get used to pain. We just get used on someone we loved ignoring us. We just get used on hurting ourselves everytime we say "there's still us" even if there was not, there is not, and there will be not. You know, the person that can give our greatest happiness can create our worst pain. We risk it all for that greatest happiness, but in the end, we lose it all to the worst pain. And worst, we end up nothing. Not even misery can handle what we are feeling now. Eventually, we move on. But, sometimes, the person you ever wanted was just right in front of you. No more running. No more tears. No more moving on. We are moving off.

I just really like this cat

Two forbidden lovers will have one magical night in a hidden motel room.

Somehow relatable poems, and a way of venting long kept feelings.

Letters from a daughter who misses her father. © 2018 GELATOGAL ALL RIGHTS SERVED