Mywriting Stories

The story consists of three worlds in which the hero lives with a different name, appearance, and personality. The three worlds discuss: one, issues/causes; two, monsters; and three, magic. The three worlds are connected by something, and it is not the hero, dear reader. Without further ado, dive in and read.

Unholy amalgamation of everything A LOOOOT of the stuff at the beginning/middle is old, my new writing is way better, trust me You'll mostly see Aru Shah as I'm known for that, though I do have Sanders Sides sprinkled in here as well. I have moved my original writing to another book (Pages From My Heart), but I have not deleted it. However, I will not be adding more original writing here. I will probably forget to include TWs, but stuff I write can (and will) get pretty dark/heavy, so read with caution.

Most kids fear the dark. They check under their beds or peek into their closets. Convinced that a monster is waiting to pounce. My childhood friend was no different- she swore something lived in her closet. But I've never been afraid of the creature's children imagine in the night. The reason why I hesitate to turn out the lights isn't because of shadows or whispers in my room. It's because I know there are far worse monsters than the ones we dream up in childhood. These monsters don't hide in closets or under beds. They don't vanish when the lights are on. They walk among us. They smile, they speak, and they pretend to be just like us. These monsters aren't deterred by sunlight or locked doors. Security systems don't scare them, and rules don't bind them. They strike when you least expect it, their presence lingering long after they've gone. And once you know they exist- once you've seen them- you can never unsee them. This isn't a story about childhood fears or imaginary creatures. This is a story about the monsters we avoid speaking of, the ones that live not in the shadows, but in plain sight.

Self-insert: you spend sunset to sunrise with Nico before going your separate ways for the summer

From @sorryiambrieandtomsexual Platonic -> 🌼 Every single stories does belong to me and only me.

A mix of stories involving you and Ransom

self insert; you meet a hockey player during your short summer in syracuse, new york

Self-insert: you're involved in a secret romance with Mat Barzal

Cover art is by me. This will contain all different types of headcanons I have for Phantom of the Opera. Feel free to leave your opinion in the comments

A mix of small Widowmaker/Amélie Lacroix x reader scenarios/drabbles that I have answered on my writing blog (still going)

I like poetry. This is poetry I've written. Maybe this should've been clarified the whole time. Cover is a random poem example involving a rhyme scheme that looks like AABB CCDD EEFF AAA. Rhyming schemes. Oof.

Various Oneshots That Take Place In The Pokemon Universe!

Just a oneshot

this is my journal for the late night thoughts of why I can not sleep . instead of sitting in ever lasting darkness I decided to be productive and come pour everything into here. so please enjoy the oh so many reasons why I cannot sleep at night :)

Writing for my Dead By Daylight oc and, his partner, David King.

"Each moment you died I died with you... each time you breathed new life I felt that breath of air. With you I felt whole, I am whole with you. I cannot live without you, and I will look for you through out time." Two souls destined to be together forever until the end of time born together and reincarnate together. Years pass and together these two beautiful souls each reincarnate and must meet each other to fall in love all over again. Their story is written in the stars, their love is bounded by passion and intense undying love. Each time different names, different identities. Same true never ending love. **in progress, sorry!! ^^**

A mix of small Lúcio x reader scenarios/drabbles that I have answered on my writing blog (still going)

{ˌpærəˈpræksɪs} : a slip of the tongue or pen, forgetfulness, misplacement of objects, or other error thought to reveal unconscious wishes or attitudes. my second collection of rhyming poems, mostly rants and random words haha cover by yours truly, don't be fooled by it, this book is pretty dark