Littletalks Stories

With a pill that can bring any fictional character back to life, the girl brought back one character in particular. One that was revered by many and loved by most. This about the talks the beloved protagonist and the girl have, about life and death and everything in between. *Note: This Death Note one shot contains spoilers, so I highly recommend you finish the at least the anime series before reading this. **I will mark this complete for now, but more may be added to it. *** This concept was based off a post. ****This beautiful cover was made by @ThisisRoy. Go support him and check out his works. ^.^ *****I do not own the Death Note character: L.

stephen is going through grief, which is never something easy, but losing the person who made your entire world...it's practically impossible

Little Talks, By Of Monsters And Men **** Aurora is a 17 year old with a hard life. One afternoon after a hard day, she gets into a bike accident that changes her life.

Hi it's been awhile

It's just a short story I wrote last year(when I was a freshman). This story was the only good thing about being a freshman. This is a story based of the song Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men. Its about Pate and her husband Morris.

You are never meant to find these stories. But if you do… These were the things I wrote for you. And I hope that when you read them You’ll understand Why I couldn’t hit “send”. *Inspired by real life stories/experiences*

glass after glass, melody would eventually have too many glasses of wine to be drunk enough to spill her guts. metaphorically, but also quite literally. copyrights © 2018 by melodachony

Don't Listen To A Word I Say.

This is inspired to the song-Little talks of monsters and men :)❤️

just a collection of the random thoughts, experiences, and stories i've written. none of these is a continuation of one another even if it may seem so. i hope you enjoy (: { unedited }

"I'm here, if you, want to talk" After the whole staff incident, Ward couldn't get those words out of his head. Neither could Skye. He wanted to talk to her. She wanted to comfort him. And maybe, just maybe, they could have a little talk.

Based upon the songs of Of Monsters and Men, and set in the same world as my other story, Of Men and Monsters, this collection of short tales documents the journeys of several characters on their adventures in the Land of Thule. - The Lakehouse: An inquisitive young boy ventures out on a boat into the lake and discovers an unusual house adrift in the fog. - From Finner: A doomed sea vessel is cursed by a great Leviathan, leaving the men stranded out in the furious seas. More coming soon....

little words little brain little heart big mouth little talks

Some people feel like they are trapped in their own selves. Some people thrive to find the words to express who they truly are Some people feel like it is their duty to be heard. I am all these people. Highest rank: #549 in Spiritual

Short Story- An abandoned old childhood house by the sea, a woman who never left her past behind, hoping to end it all on one last feeling of peace. Reflecting back on the past where someone held onto her and told her to stay. Based off the song by Of Monsters and Men WARNING- suicide, voices, hallucinations -be careful with reading this if it may trigger you

Find me when you need someone to talk to - someone who will listen, someone who won't judge you. We all have our own personalities; no one has the right to expect you to be the way they want. Some may use you, but some will truly be there for you. Be happy with the small treasures you already have. Insta: j3onk1m1n_ I may not be a professional writer with perfect English, the right words, or a genius mind. But I too face the agony that leaves me jagged and smears me with despair. And I know how it feels to be alone in a chaotic crowd. I just want to speak to the weary souls, to tell them it's okay not to lead a tranquil life. Your existence is enough. Thank you for still living and fighting for your life. This writer is so proud of you. This is my first time publishing something, and even I don't know exactly what it is - an essay, maybe, something you might relate to. If reading this frustrates you, please don't continue. But don't complain about my writing either; I'm just starting, and I know it isn't perfect. Please don't crush the little hope I still have left for writing.