Historias de Obscurity

It's just an obstruct perception of vanity Feeling the music just like a feel of  chemistry see into my mind something like insanity obscured view of humanity I'm falling it seems can't seem to find myself among the clouds of abstract obscurity Maybe it's just my sense of vanity Glutleness is of sin a mindset I might not obtain but I try to sustain maybe this is how I'll remain without a name something I tried to maintain even though I'm not desired as I'm slipping through the cracks looking into a starry nights with the eyes of a little kid  in my mother's image, as if I was a Fool not wise to what I'm seeing or what anyone else is dreaming.these are my spoken words These are my memories without time in space continuum you have no galaxy Without the sense you have no direction Just a clouded path of footsteps leading to flaws downfalls and imperfections As I whisper the words I'm perfect They seem so imperfect

Another nightmare, the third, but this time is a different story. hope you'll like it.

Song lyrics from various obscure doja cat songs. Not all lyrics will be correct depending on obscurity (and the songs ability to be understood as well) but I try my best

A young girl, who tries to suppress her magic. Can she be saved?

Parts of the 7th manuscript I'm in the process of writing. Here you can read some of the works that will be see in the manuscript to come. Changing from my old pen name of 'ScribbleOfdoubt' to 'Age of Aries', you'll notice a change in my style of writing as well as the depth of content I'll be writing about. This change of writing persona, came under circumstances of late last year, notably around early to mid October. Which is why you will notice I stopped contributing for quite a long time. One thing that will remain constant though, is that these writings aren't for everybody. It's for those that find it.

A demon is taking souls within the forests one fears

Come and have a sit, here in the head of a psychopath, just for a while. This is a short frame of what may exist - or not - in this mad, big world.

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With wounds and scars, she tried to live. With him around, she continued to breathe. She didn't think she needed him. Even after two trials, it was still the same answer. And it all happened so fast, almost like reflex.

A collection of elegies about heartbreak, pain, and betrayal. Mostly base about my life. Hope you enjoy them!

So unlike a Ghost, her experiences have shaped who she is. Can you really know others if you are unknown to yourself? Could it be Pride or Trauma? or... Is it the Obscurity? Author: Yours Truly, Manri.Luisaelena or LeMz

I recently started a romance roleplay, mxm about a supervillian and a super hero. This character obscurity is the villainous son of one of the world's biggest heroes. His romantic interest is the son of his fathers archenemy. He was raised by kind adoptive parents and is the hero Nova who is Obscuritys 'arch nemisis.' I plan to post the roleplay as it progresses.

IDK

Just the average run of the mill unnecessary thoughts drafted down because it's healthy to know you've got issues.

@northbynorth Saving Elliot oneshot competition this is sort of an elliot-squared fanfiction (elliot² = elliot x elliot, or jensen x fintry) Dear Rose North, SE was amazing. Also, you are amazing. x, Everette p.s. i suck at this <3 winter lethargy ¤ letters ¤ mentalities ¤ friendship ¤ nostalgia *and just a tad romanticklish. mayybe.* (Y-Y) pm banners/covers @soliloquaint_