Lateatnight Stories

A compilation of puns, jokes, gags and shower thoughts. #9 in seriously 4/28/21 #1 in pleaseno 4/28/21 #1 in plsno 4/28/21 #2 in lateatnight 4/28/21 #2 in lmbo 4/28/21

"How can you hurt someone like this yet feel no regret." I asked him as my cold frozen tears were streaming down my cheek. "You know what?" He screamed, pointing his finger at me "Maybe you deserved it" He then mumbled. "What happened to the magic!?" I cried out and letting all my anger out. ** Meet Nathalie, the girl that dont sociate with many. Shes the girl you see in the hallway but never really notice. We all have our problems some bigger than others. Her secret is slowly killing her mentally and physically. *** Warning for some mild graphic scenes, strong language. Trailer: Soon to come

"I haven't tried to dance in..4 years? God, it's been..forever." He chuckled, gaining a little more confidence in himself. "Well then it's a perfect time to learn, isn't it? We can start out with the basics, very simple. Won't be too hard I hope." Stede was overjoyed, he had finally found someone that he could teach. He never taught anyone how to dance, not even his own children. He was too busy with pirating and work that he never got the chance. But now he could and with the love of his life, that's what made it special. ------------ or: stede teaches ed how to dance (and fails) i listened to a bunch of piano music while writing this so.that helped. this is my first fic on ao3!!!! i plan on making more when I get the time :D sorry for it being so short. planning on making longer fics soon.this is just a cute scenario i made up. (((oh also check my profile for more info.if you want to.)))

Just thoughts and voices I should've said

Take a Moment to let your feelings flow. This is a safe space to everyone and all negative comments or hate will be deleted. I will be uploading questions i want you to truthfully answer to not only get to know yourself but to be true to yourself. Feel free to spam in the comments or just write about things you've been through or are going through; talk about how you feel, why ours feeling what you're feeling. LGBT+ FRIENDLY TRANS/ENBY FRIENDLY POC FRIENDLY NO HATE. IT WILL BE BLOCKED.

The Graveyard Heroes is an epic tale of bravery, resilience, and unity in the face of a zombie apocalypse. It follows a group of friends who become leaders in their town's fight against the undead. As the Graveyard Heroes, they navigate through the horrors of the zombie outbreak, using their unique skills and teamwork to protect their community. The story takes place in a small town that is suddenly thrown into chaos as the zombie apocalypse begins. The Graveyard Heroes, consisting of Alex, Sarah, Mark, and Emily, emerge as the town's leaders, guiding their fellow townspeople in the ongoing battle against the undead. The group faces numerous challenges, from defending the town against zombie attacks to venturing into dangerous territories to find the source of the outbreak. Along the way, they encounter other survivors, gain allies, and inspire hope in the face of despair. Driven by their determination to save their town and find a cure for the zombie virus, the Graveyard Heroes embark on a perilous journey. They face countless battles, uncover dark secrets, and ultimately confront the mastermind behind the zombie outbreak. Throughout their journey, the Graveyard Heroes demonstrate unwavering courage, resourcefulness, and unity. They become symbols of hope and resilience, inspiring others to stand up against the darkness and fight for their survival. The story culminates in a climactic showdown with the mastermind behind the zombie outbreak. The Graveyard Heroes, with their combined strength and skills, overcome the odds and emerge victorious, freeing their town from the clutches of the undead. As the story concludes, the Graveyard Heroes continue their journey, spreading hope and rebuilding communities in other towns and cities affected by the zombie apocalypse. Their legend grows, and they become a beacon of inspiration for all those who face adversity.

I seem to work best right after reading getting the writing in my mind going I have been pretty sad and angry along with shaking on and off which is when I seem to work best. Also it is December 8 2019 12:24 am. Again please note this has no planning so if the story seemed unreasonable or odd at time, this is off the top of my head, Enjoy the best you can

A mess of HORRIBLE poems and short stories I wrote late at night.

There's no reason for heartbreak to be a private matter. I'm truly sorry if anyone else has ever felt this way.

Hey there! Just wanted to let you know, that this isn't a fanfic. It is a thing where I might post about random thoughts, possible ideas, and also just so that you can give me some inspo. You don't need to check up on this daily. Nothing really to see here, and if you are wondering if that is me on the cover, it's not lmao. Complete :)

Poetry collection.

My grandfather passed away in June and I took it really hard. At this point, I'm just trying to find anything to cope. I started sending him huge texts telling him about my day and I have called him a few times as well. It's actually helping me out quite a bit so I thought why not put it out here for all of the wattpad world to see? The names will be changed. 1.11.1962-6.10.2022

It's currently 9 pm. I'm bored

A collection of my poems. If you know my face. Don't talk to me about these.

Late at night in the cottage she shares with Ginny, Luna can't sleep. Unsettled by the usual. Unsettled by the unusual.

It all starts with Sirius not being able to bloody sleep again, so it's back to the leather notebook at the bottom of his trunk (secret pocket, of course-you can never be too careful with Prongs around) and time to write another letter to Remus-number 58, in fact. Except this time it's a rambling-sort of confession. A love declaration, if you will, and though it's definitely not the first, it's the longest he's ever written. The first time he's ever outright explained it all. And the worst thing happens: someone, The Someone Who Was Never Supposed to Find It, stumbles across it while looking for a jumper, and writes back, and James Bloody Potter gets involved, and it all goes to shit.

this was written around 3am (very late at night thoughts hahah) and just expressing how im a victim of my own overthinking and a slave to the anxiety of future events. read, enjoy, share, follow me and give me feedback ♡ constructive criticism is always accepted but no mean comments, i do break necks ♡

Cover art belongs to @/shakooo on Tumblr. Story inspired by The Drummer Boy of Shiloh by Ray Bradbury. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ Thneed Factory, the Once-ler, and a Thneed worker. That's all I am able to say about this. I only made this because I was bored. 😔 Warnings: -Blood. -Injury. -Cringe.

free-writing poems about things i'm too scared to tell anyone about