Moths Stories

They deserved better... Jane, Methuselah, Razor, these are some protagonists of Moths, a series of poems and short stories about loneliness, depression and maybe death... Only one way to find out. I DO own the cover (now)

Cover art is original. So, this is where I'll be putting basically my thoughts on my current situation and maybe a few stories I've got contrary to everyone's need for fanfiction. So basically, this is just a casual log about me that I'll most likely fill with weird stories.

Moth

Quentin and company can't figure out how to defeat the beast until Penny arrives with an Amazonian-Shaman who helps them find the truth. An imagining of the 39th time Quentin and his friends take on the moth-headed beast of Fillory. #BattleTheBeast

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A single Moth after they adventure deep into Eden... This is an angst book based on my Veteran Moth, but my veteran moth isnt veteran untill ch.2 or 3! I think this is it? Idk, my knowledge is fucked as helll Caterpillar/Cocoon - The beginners without the wings/cape Moths - Have wings, often wearing brown clothes and wings/cape Veteran Moths - A Moth but they have been through Eden 1+ times Butterfly's - Have been through Eden 5+ times and are wearing bright colours

My life put into a Wattpad booklet because I don't have much people to talk about things with. This is pretty much like a journal or diary, just wattpad edition.

This is about a world in which, people are moths, well per say, people are like moths as they have moth antennae, moth wings, and adorable moth fluff, the ranks of the people depend on their wing size and colour, the lowest rank having small wings that are quite dark usually brown colours and the highest, the Royals having large, pure white wings. Our main protagonist is born of Royal blood but they have dark blue coloured wings making Them an outcast in their society, what will our protag do in a world where they aren't accepted?

this is a joke. or is it

The redhead turned around to face the smug smile of the mischievous prince and scolded him, once again, to not sneak up on him while he was harvesting anything from his garden. "Don't sneak up on me while I'm doing fieldwork, what if I accidentally stab you with my pruning shears? You bastard, listen to me and stop smiling like that." Aka, part 2 of Oh, Hello There Cross-posted on AO3

A short love story.

Eternal Corn- a beautiful Corn x Markiplier x reader story by Salem and a lot of my friends, it kind of got out of control. I'd just like to say that Grape started it.

To fall--perhaps to crack; ay, there's the rub / for from that crackéd shell, what dreams may hatch?

the official lyrics for the deluxe version of Aurora's debut album "All My Demons Greeting Me As A Friend" - 2016. [I do not own this material. All rights reserved to Aurora.] iTunes Review: - AURORA might hail from Norway, but you'd be forgiven if you mistook her as a fairy from the Scottish highlands. As a singer she's utterly enchanting on her breakout tune 'Runaway', which takes Celtic new age and injects it with dreamy, modern pop song craft. But she can shift in an instant from pixie lilt to a confident strut on the sun-drenched pop-rocker 'Conqueror'. To witness her vocal transformation across 'All My Demons Greeting Me As A Friend'-from subdued and nuanced to over the top epic-is breathtaking.

a very hot fan fiction about the cult of quartz group bullying your horny ass too shreds

peoples' moth look-a-likes Louis is no longer a kitten he is a moth ˣ‿ˣ

You are a scholar sent to Ithilien after the War, tasked with explaining the land's refusal to heal. You write observations, take samples, argue with elves who listen to the land instead of measuring it. Somewhere between data and silence, an attachment forms; never fully recorded, later reduced to myth. What remains are your notes, and the winter moths returning.

"Remember Father Time hanging himself and the younger girl, leaving a note saying, ‘She was raped?" No? Well this is her story.

If you are reading this on any other platform other than Wattpad (or other platforms you're on) you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please just read it here on Wattpad as that is where I originally published it as my own writing.-Summer Cheng (@SummerCheng37) Shadowmoth is in his liar when suddenly he feels a light flash before his eyes! "Ah!" He screams. Suddenly, he can not feel his feet. Find out more in Shadowmoth Vanishes by Summer Cheng. (@SummerCheng37) This is a work of fanfiction. None of these events pertain to real life, and the characters all belong to Thomas Atrsuc and Jeremy Zag. The plot belongs to Summer Cheng(@ SummerCheng37) The cover was made with a photo found at www.clker.com and edits made with the Canva app.