Ode قصص

The written word has passed down through the centuries with quill, pencil, and pen. Now Artificial Intelligence is upon us, and as much as it is useful, we need to ensure that the creative hand always takes control. O writer's creative hand, you must always be the one to take control!

Two people. One practice room. And moments that change everything for O.de and Junhan. I'll let you read the rest.

On your first day, the coffee machine breaks, and so does your peace when you meet Oh Seungmin. He's sharp, frustrating... and way too hard to ignore. I'll let you read the rest.

Poetry dug from my trash bin. ----- © 2026 J. Lee Kennedy. All rights reserved. Cover design © 2026 J. Lee Kennedy. Images used in this work belong to their respective copyright holders and are used under license or in accordance with applicable Creative Commons terms. Edited or altered images are copyrighted by the author in their final form.

An homage to one of my favorite creatives.

A short story of XDINARY HEROES members finally having the guts to ask their crush out. *Valentine's Day short stories but VERY LATE* ** I finally finished one story*** I still need to finish the other ones that I started***

This is a poetry. A poem of the brutal principles of the world- of how we seem to know the evils existing and prevalent- but do nothing to change it and leave the less fortunate to live a life of misery.

Junhan is quiet, always lost in his music. O.de is friendly, bright, and curious. One day, they meet, after class hours. A friendship begins. They share nights and days together, full of rehearsals and subtle moments. An impulsive kiss crashes their rhythm and the two grow distant. Misunderstandings. Arguments. The two slowly discover that connection and love aren't as simple as they had thought. But sometimes, sparks ignite where you least expect them.

"Could you get me a computer? Actually, anything that has a keyboard is fine." Kounna Shinchi, a girl that walks a pathway of luck. Some call it a miracle that she survived the stroke, though others call it luck. Three years of being bedridden has it's side effects though. And the stroke? Well... half of her body is numb even after the miracle, so I won't say she's doing great. But her fingers keep typing, no matter what. Her mind is full of adventures, endless stories to write. After staying in a hospital for three years, she finds some things are different than what it used to be. She befriends a fan, Kiseki Aunaka, who lost an arm and a leg in a car accident. The two travel the world, idea after idea, leaving pages and pages of books wherever they go. You want to find out what happens? I do too. What was that? You say I supposed to know? Well how could I? Im not magician.

The guitar is born to sing, to make its way to those loving hands that give it such soulful caress. How you play and sing with your guitar is so beautiful that it touches the soul.

See what delights in sylvan scenes appear! Descending Gods have found Elysium here. In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd, And chaste Diana haunts the forest shade.

a homage for all the fathers around the world

I love Liam Neeson...so I wrote him a poem.

This poem is dedicated to a friend whose purpose of life is far greater than other people. A teacher, an ideal, a loving person.

❱ 老温 : 🧷 ─── ❝ 𝓘n which six rebellious boys join a chatroom. ❞ ❙ XDINARY HEROES on going | © intakoyakis | 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 2022 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥 chatroom fic, there is mention of abusive parents (i put a tw before the part starts) & suicide jokes. lowkey chaotic. updates are as constant as jyp giving us their contents. ꗃ SUMMARY ── those six boys were strangers at first, six teenagers who just went at the same school but didn't really pay attention one another. however, when one day a suspicious and mysterious app takes them into a chatroom together they'll learn that maybe be alive isn't that bad, as long as you've got friends by your side.