Literal Stories

Some people in today's society think that being a Christian means neglecting mankind's scientific progress and clinging to the traditions that have withheld the Church from actively engaging in society for so long. I don't believe that. In fact, I'm fed up with the loudmouth organizations that force that on so many individuals, doing much more harm for the cause of Christ than good. I wrote this short little satirical piece as a response to those very people. Here's to Jesus Christ and to the onward pursuit of scientific progress!

I'll probably practice writing stuff here and post it just because. One shots. Because I felt like writing.

Part 2 of the "Contemplative Compositions" series. After "Things to Think About" but you can read them in any order! Happy reading! FanTABULOUS cover by: @silentlaughter

˚₊𓆩༺🕷༻𓆪₊˚ You were one of Hollywood's most prominent actors, landing leading roles left and right, plunging yourself into the soul-sucking void that is the spotlight. When you were nearly five, you were whisked away into a world of twinkling glares and luminous cameras. Every yearning you ever had for an existence away from the observant eyes of many crushed from the time you landed your very first leading role. Granted, you made a name for yourself, sure. You were the big one, the household breadwinner. But you never felt truly wanted for who you were; not just a character in one of your many shows or a well-known face. But damn, who's that boy just over there? ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Authors note/faq Heyyyy! I know i literally haven't written since that last abomination I wrote whilst v drunk, but i lowkey wanted to write something i've been thinking about with Miles! so yeah! ✮⋆˙This story is dedicated to black AFAB readers! All of my works are!! If that bothers you, feel free to ignore this story. ✮⋆˙TW for the following !! Toxic family relationships Use of the N-word S*xual harassment (very brief) depression possibly incorrect Spanish

Hiya, I put my heart and soul into this non-fiction tribute to my shin tsukimi wig, please enjoy! :D PLEASE DON'T READ THIS NEAR ANYONE RESPECTABLE, for your own sake!!

Sebastian Michaelis Imagines. 😚 Bunch of short stories I thought be clutch.

Como poner una descripción de tu propia vida si aun continuas en ella , si aun hay grandes cambios por hacer , como por ejemplo mi cuarto sigue desordenado , antes de irme de viaje me prometí ordenarlo , me fui de viaje ( no lo ordene) , llegue de mi viaje después de 4 días y al llegar me asuste con mi cuarto lo tan desordenado que esta , la pregunta es : ¿Dónde dormiré? Tengo dos opciones : Ordenar mi recamara o pedir asilo al cuarto de mi hermano que ya no vive conmigo , pero que su cuarto esta ligeramente ordenado.

It's all about going back and trying to fix everything from the past just to change the future. It's quite impossible but Zaya is lucky to be chosen and be given this kind of opportunity.

Amy was invisible. Literally. It was no super power. In her world everything was the way we know it, except that lack of attention and love and unhappiness could make you disappear. Could make you invisible. This is a story of a girl who has had her visibility taken away from her. Had her future taken away from her. She desperately wants it back... But that's a struggle she's going to have to face on her own. It's a story about what it's like to be alone.

A story all about Arith and he's friend.

just clearin' out the skeletons in the closet. Don't expect any updates.

*CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE* Dear Avalanche, When you arrive, I'll probably have a whole lot of severe injuries again. So I would really wish you could stop. Thank you very much. _________________________________________ One Girl. One Guy. One Love Story. Some things just end in an avalanche. (first /short story)

Ella Sorcha was an innocent girl. Apart of her village in rural Poland, she was complete. With a soon marriage to a nice boy in town, the 16 year old was happy. But when she whispers to the moon, things start to change. Bad things start to happen to Ella. Not only does her family start to die, but she starts to change. A group of Irishmen stumble upon her village, one of them has a deadly secret he shares with Ella. She finds out dreams do come true. When you whisper to the moon.

Open world questions. Opinions. Religion. life story. Moments and memories. Things, Places, and Time.

How Rilaya came to be (literally) Warning: Contains cursing :,)))) this crap is on drugs. Don't read if you're like 9

Writing Prompt #213 by writing.prompts.re on threads: They often told you to "Shoot for the moon!" Because even if you miss, you'd land among the stars. Now, as you're floating aimlessly in a tiny capsule through the cold darkness of space, you wish you had had a better understanding of metaphors.