Latenightwriting Stories

Just a collection of the 300-600 word Good Omens soft stories I've written late at night when I should be sleeping because this fandom needs more fluff.

Cover Credit: @whithney_hwee https://www.wattpad.com/743566758-graphic-shop-open-lokiandlouie112-poetry mindless poetry, probably written late at night focuses on personal issues but also social issues that a lot of people can relate to. sit back, relax, grab a cup of hot tea maybe, and enjoy this poetry, will you?

Welcome to my compilation of poems some old some new. Others are made by my questionable mind late into the night. Others made in the slow afternoons where time goes slowly and you just write to appreciate and encapsulate that momment. Is that even a word. Oml its so late at night. Also other stuff like a vent turned to one shot heck I might even do art for that one shot. (A/N) Theirs gonna be some poems about certain issues that might trigger people from body issues...to other things...feel free to skip those and read the light hearted ones *mutters* If I could even find some. But I will write a disclaimer again in my authors notes. Ok hope you enjoy reading this.

"You are My Lupical", a song-based, short-story fanfiction. Based on the song "You Are My Sunshine." by, Christina Perri. A story in which Razor is taught a lullaby by the one, and only, Bennett. Their lives are spent caring for one another's wounds and various problems! - It seemed the bad luck was finally ridden of him, them, before /his/ body, was struck down by illness. Laying within a cozy tomb of blankets and various touches of warmth, how does Razor choose to lull his dear friend and partner to sleep? By singing a half-remembered song that both share deep within their memories as one is whisked away? --- Or, Razor learned a lullaby and chose to use it when the other is on the road to their deathbed.

Please ignore the cover, this is just a little blurb. I don't have a way to make it more appealing because I'm tired, but if you read it and like it let me know lol.

Midnight is a poem about missing someone.

I'm not a good writer and I'd never be a poet, but my thoughts are drained into here during the oddest hours. It's not particularly "venting" but more of just rambling. Just blabbers. I hope you enjoy somehow. I don't post these the day or hour I write them, but I do include time stamps. I'm often up at the early a.m.s just thinking, distracting myself with my phone and writing it all down in here. Sometimes I won't even post within the same month I wrote.

All my random late night stories/vent writing/poetry, etc. goes in here!

I think I'm gonna delete this Sorry for anyone who actually liked this story not like anyone does.

Dedicated primarily to friends. Dédié principalement à des amis.

Someone tries to send their dead cousin flowers, not knowing someone had moved in to their house. They don't know this but the person who got the flowers is a friend of their friend who they've only met once and never really spoken to. They keep passing the flowers back and forth with little notes, kind of like Dash and Lily but instead of a notebook it's a bouquet of daisies.

I mean i dont know i just started writing it

Just something I penned down when I was feeling low. Might make something out of this little prologue. Feedback appreciated.

Understanding what makes someone feel a certain way is foreign for Sola. She has trouble interpreting and understanding her feelings or why they come about. Jungkook is outspoken yet mysterious as many people can't get past his cold and rigid exterior. Could Sola gain something from her newly formed friendship with this "Cold Prince"?

Princess Abeloth of Kingdoms of Δράκοι ( dragons) would get married when she is 17 years old to prince Shoto Todoroki prince of Flăcări. Which when the princess found out she planned three years to escape marrying the prince of her enemy. But her plans of three years got interrupted by two special individuals. Warning - Cussing - mention of rape - viriaty of abuse - old slang

Just simple poems, written at night when I can't sleep or early in the morning when I'm trying to calm down.

Happy? Sad? Some of both? Here are attempts to explaining everything I feel.

What comes to mind in the early, early hours of the day . I hope you like it !