Mortality Stories

Hiii!💗💗 I'm sharing my very first lyrical poem with you. I don't know much about poetry or literature, but my intense love for art made me create this. I don't do very well academically; I'm easily distracted and I even lose focus in my favorite class. But I'm someone who thinks a lot, dissociates often, and gets a lot of déjà vu. One day I just sat down to write and circumcising my heart, without any calculated or fancy literature. I hope you like it!(P.S. I don't speak English, I just feel like the language expresses my way of seeing things better).

At twenty-five, he has little to show for his life. Unemployed and living with his mother, he spends his days smoking, watching porn, staring at himself in the mirror, and wondering why everyone else seems to know where they're going. Still living with grief of his father's passing a decade ago, the woman he loved has married someone else, and the future has a big wall he doesn't know how to climb.

A short novel covering a struggling protagonists, leading into a set of trials against the Moirai which thrusts their path into a mysterious tournament where they fight for their lives, unveil a grander mystery and face their truest desires across the endlessly excruciating trials which continue to plague them towards their victory, with original characters formed by the team of Project|Ideans. Get down into the dreaded day and night.

"November 4th" is a poignant reflection on witnessing death and the lingering weight of grief. The poem contrasts a bright, ordinary day with the tragedy inside room 7069, using sensory details like the final beeps of monitors and "Amazing Grace" to create an intimate, emotional scene. The narrator quietly observes, feeling isolated as life outside continues, capturing the suspended, haunting space between farewell and permanence.

the painting is not mine

1st Place Winner at the Arizona State University Fiction Writing Contest in 2021. "Sinking Rocks," explores the fleeting moments of youth and the deep echoes of past choices through the eyes of a young boy whose life is intertwined with a mysterious old fisherman. Set on a weathered pier, this story weaves together the joys of first love and the sorrow of loss, all anchored by the timeless ritual of skipping stones across the water.

Witches The very existence of them had led to the bipartisan work of vampires and werewolves to eradicate them. Considering they are a dying breed with little power, werewolves and vampires had found themselves fighting each other over land and power. An ancient legend comes to light, a legend that Alpha Liam of the Sapphire Pack finds to be true. How do recent high school graduate twins find themselves mixed up in a thousand year old legend and a werewolf-vampire rivalry.

Set in an alternative universe with events similar to ours, story of a teenage boy who seemed ordinary at once expect the part he is exceptionally genius and a world class assassin plus CEO of Law inc.His notable feature is bright green eyes circumferenced by a golden rim.This ain't all, somehow these eyes can be found in all myths. . . . . . Who is The Boy Well......... That's an Enigma Suggestions and critics are accepted......

A poetic reckoning, sung in the voice of Lucifer himself, who spirals into obsession not merely with a mortal woman, but with the cruel, fleeting brilliance of mortality. Through scorn and longing, wit and despair, the devil confronts the absurdity of love-love for something perishable, finite, and unbearably human. It is not just her he desires, but the raw vitality of her existence: the way mortals burn so brightly, then vanish. What does it mean for an eternal being, cast out of Heaven and shaped by defiance, to ache for what must die? In this maddening reverie, Lucifer is torn not by romance, but by rapture itself-rapture in the face of mortality, and the torment of wanting what he was never meant to touch.

250 million years ago, in a land known today as Pangea, people were bound with their animal spirits. Some could soar through the sky, some could run as a cheetah, others had voices deadlier than a siren. But when a virus begins to slowly strip away every remnant of their abilities, and years of their life, will they ever be able to recover? Will a cure be found? And all of this jumbled in with a 50 year old war, the uprising of the minority species of the realm, and being kidnapped back and forth between her father, her grandfather, and a clan of immortals, Aeralyn Reilly really just wants some peace, quiet, and a slice of pizza. But things are never that simple, are they?

[Under Construction] Experimental.

Poseidon wants his favorite son by his side for all of eternity. Zeus wants a great commander for his armies, to stand firm by their side when they need it, to point out their mistakes like nobody ever dares. Percy can't imagine surviving eternity though. They come to a compromise. (One-shot) Credits to the original author on ao3 :)

How do we come to terms with our mortality?

"I used to be so afraid you were a figment of my imagination, but now I'm scared you weren't." Excerpt from a book I'll never write #216 // Grazia Curcuru (via prosebyday)

When a cursed beauty meets her match when she preys upon a blind musician who is immune to her charms. Pearl some learns all the joys and pains that come with true love. She soon discovers that affairs of the heart often come with difficult choices. Fairy tale/ fable