Mementomori Stories

Mirai Shiomi is a member of the new generation of Persona Users tasked into ending the return of the Dark Hour. She is joined by the hot-blooded Ippei Iori and the Yuki siblings, Mikoto and Meiko Yuki. Read the story to find out more!! Sequel to "Persona 4 Arena Ultimax: Blue Butterflies" Miki Takahashi is owned by Rena_789

A oneshot. It was originally to be found in "Nächtliches Dichten", but I decided to move it out, since it didn't fit in among the poems. Author: Edwin Bogomolov Cover: In the valley of death by Gabriel Miró ©All Rights Reserved

╰┈➤ In which Sakusa DMs a random number for fun. Sakusa: That you're looking for a boyfriend~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Sakusa: I see that 👀 Sakusa: gimme time.. you know I'm gonna be there 🤙 Random number: oh my >~< do I uhh know ya? 'boyfriend'(?) 彡 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐗 𝐅𝐈𝐂 (SAKUATSU) Status: Ongoing Started: 07. 02. 22 Ended: -

Il paraît que l'immortalité tue

Laut menyimpan banyak rahasia, begitu juga setiap tempat di sekitarnya. Angin dingin yang menderu dari laut saat malam akan membisikkan kisah-kisah pilu dari tiap sudut kota Malnet di pinggir laut--laut yang kerap memunculkan semburat bayang-bayang merah pada riak airnya. Laut yang memanggil sosok-sosok yang telah tenggelam dalam penderitaan dan ketakutan semasa hidupnya.

This is based off of the Annus Unus arg located at @annus_unus1 at Twitter.com

"What happens at the end? What happens to us Unus?" The male turned to his friend. "I don't know Annus" They looked up to the timer in the sky of their void, the place they called home for an entire year save for the few moments that Ethan and Mark brought them out for a brief video. 000:00:00:05 "I'm scared Unus!" Pulling Annus into his arms the taller males voice stayed firm though he too was terrified, "It will be okay. I won't let you go." 000:00:00:02, 000:00:00:01 'We don't want it to end!' 000:00:00:00 Disclaimer: the cover art is not mine

Suddenly caught in the turbulent waves of his own emotions and regrets, a family man named Gordon discovers the true power of Silence. Will Silence rescue him, or pull him under?

Ethan glared at the package of chips halfheartedly, desperately trying to keep his hands from reaching out and tearing the bag open as though his life depended on not eating the cheesy snack. He wanted them (god did he want them), but he knew he couldn't live with the repercussions. It was mildly concerning, a small part of him thought, considering he had never thought about the "repercussions " of food before. - - - - - Ethan's attitude towards his body lately has been pretty worrisome, so I decided to write a fic where that was taken to the extreme.

When nine friends are trapped at a remote mountain retreat and things quickly turn sinister, they start to suspect they aren't alone. Gripped by fear and with tensions running higher than ever before, they are forced to make decisions that could mean life, or death, for anyone involved. ** This book is a raw and unedited first draft! **

Yes, Welcome to the official Wattpad Unus Annus Cult. A place where all worshippers of Unus Annus can join together and be themselves. We can talk about our favourite UA moments and rant at all the archivers who are going against the final wishes. More will be explained in this book. Plus, fun times for all :)

I know i'm a little late, but, it's better to be here now than to never put this up. #WeWereThere

For the end of Unus Annus. I stayed up till like 1 in the morning to see the end. I was watching for the entire 12 hours. Unus Annus. Memento Mori *The pictures were not made by me in any way shape or form, I added them during the live stream of the end of Unus Annus*

y/n is in LA growing her youtube channel. she befriends her long time hero markiplier and he introduces her to his friend, ethan. she can't help but fall head over heels for him and so does he. like i want to add hella drama but also idk what i would add ya know. on hold because of writers block and i'm working on a new story that's not a fanfic

Note: This essay is not new. I wrote this essay and published it on Deviantart exactly one year ago. This essay is about one of my favorite channels called, "Unus Annus", which sadly died three years ago. My sister helped with editing it to fix some grammar errors to have it be a bit more readable.

(THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE. I WILL TRY TO CREDIT THE ARTIST UNDER THIS LITTLE NOTE BUT IF IT ISN'T THERE THEN I COULDN'T FIND THE ARTIST AND MAY NEED HELP FIGURING OUT WHO MADE THE ART.) This is an attempt at an Unus Annus story since during the finale of Unus Annus they said the fans could keep making Unus Annus related content. ANYWAYS. ONTO THE DESCRIPTION! Mark and Ethan have been planning an idea to create a YouTube Channel known as Unus Annus. But in this Alternate Universe.. They didn't just get the idea from two latin words and an amount of time.. They got it from two strange beings who look almost exactly like them.. They call themselves Unus and Annus. I'm sorry if the story seems like crap at first but this is my first attempt at a long story. I've become more adapted to making short horror stories..

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[Deleted Channel] inspired story to remember its death, and the entities with it. Plot: You have entered a realm where clocks constantly tick in the back of your mind, where your head spins with spirals which seems to consume your world, and the persistent reminder of how long you have left to live. Although, two completely different gentlemen are here to guide you, through your short but exciting life-span of 365 days. What will you do? What will you create? And most importantly, who will you be in the outcome? Will you have learnt a lesson or two, or will you still be as stubborn as before? Will you accept fate, or struggle to hold on when it is no longer? Do not keep a hold of these moments, but cherish them only as memories. Do not forget about us, or your accomplishments; but remember what you've done, and what you will do in the future to make you a better person. This is our last wish. Our parting gift. Stay true to the purpose of our final year or we shall lay down wrath upon those that attempt to escape the end. Memento Mori - ???

Autorem jestem i pije wodę w kieliszku mającą imitować mi wódę i chyba się nią upiłam. Moje życie nie ma tak bardzo sensu, więc pijana wodą zapraszam do przeczytania też zacnej książki- w końcu, i tak wszyscy zdechniemy jak te stare,wychudzone,bezpańskie psy. No chyba ,że znikniesz, cóż... bywa. Zadecyduj o tym sam.

It's been a year. The journey has ended. It's time to say the last goodbye.