Offbeat Stories

Lila Young, a nineteen-year-old who knows absolutely nothing about dancing, gets dragged to the biggest dance showcase in town by her friend. She isn't that interested at first, but all that changes the second she sees him on stage. His powerful and precise movements made her drawn to him. Seeing him dance made her think about learning how to dance too. Or was that just an excuse to try and get close to him?

Springfield's women take center stage in this darkly comic, musical anthology retelling of Women in Shorts. From Luann Van Houten's wine-merch obsession and Helen Lovejoy's apocalyptic overreaction to Malibu Stacy's disastrous brush with the real world and Marge Simpson's checkout-line reckoning, each segment explores desire, frustration, fantasy, and freedom - Springfield-style. Equal parts absurd, biting, and unexpectedly sincere, this retelling celebrates the women of Springfield in all their contradictions - messy, funny, flawed, and human. Disclaimer: I only own my OCs. The rest of The Simpsons are property of Matt Groening and 20th Century Fox Studios.

❝He tried to kill you...but I'm the monster?❞ ❝You're not going to win...if you keep standing there.❞ 🗡️💖FINISHED BOOK 1 💖🗡️ SUMMARY TEASER One would think a princess has it easy, or extremely hard. Vaylene, on the rarer hand, has nothing at all. In her world, staying inside of the walls is key to protection. Regular citizens rarely, hardly leave and travel into the dark woods. Vaylene realizes with a fright that she never knew she was so afraid of the night until she looked at those same forests with the moon held high. When she's offered a piece to savor with an nasty, monstrous aftertaste, why does she feel the blood rushing through her veins? What if she realizes too late life wasn't a book? What if she's addicted to them and she can't tell? What happens when she ventures outside of the walls that have been created to protect her, her sister in tow, in search of a reason? Pulled into a world of monsters schemes, adventures, Chain-Toppers and war while working under the only thing remotely close to a demon, she has no hope other than to save her sister. How much can she get away with? And how much will she lose? When the evil isn't as simple as she thought and the world isn't following a specific plot, how can she encourage repair? Is the past really so simple and plain as it's been told? If not, how will everyone move forward from the haunting past of MoonCaster looming over every shoulder? Could anyone really forget the damage done by merciless teeth? The action in this story progresses as the plot does! This first book is highly focused on adventuring. So please be patient 🥺🥺 Thank you for reading and taking the time to explore my world!

''You shall always look both ways. After all, there are two sides of a story.''

Mithila knows the worth of societal norms with a clinical, almost absurd precision. She has a great coping mechanism and has been acting the way her family and society want. But the coping mechanism becomes a double-edged sword when she has no choice but to go for an arranged marriage. She goes on a blind date with the guy she chooses from several proposals. The date goes okay, and everything seems perfect, like an old fairy tale. Mithila feels she can read this man very easily, and thus she agrees to marry him. While everyone starts thinking of it as a perfect love story, a sudden oddness tangles her mind. The man seems odd, and the relationship too, but what makes her more confused is whether the oddness is created by her or by that man. Who is the aberrant person here? Who is creating the deviation of a perfect love story here? Is it her? Or the man?

- a collection of things i wish i said. letters to my almost lovers. because let's face it: we could've been cute. some of these experiences are quite heartbreaking and some are just straight up ridiculous. enjoy. ★ started: 11.27.2021 [ this is a work of creative nonfiction - based on my real life. names have been changed to protect the privacy of the people involved. ]

A dark and comedic creative nonfiction story of a peculiar New York City job interview.

The red hat society in the small town of Denim is entitled and full of widows. coincidence?

Howard attends a meeting at an isolated cafe, his only company a formally dressed man, tall and thin as a pencil. Howard tries to maintain his composure even as The Man smiles wider. -No clue if I'll finish this, wrote a chapter for fun and might continue-

Have you ever been invited?

Watch as a man named Matthew struggles to woo the girl of his dreams.

I loved Woman. I loved waking up with Her in the morning. I loved the way She Smelled. I loved jogging in the park with Her. I loved when She gave me kisses, and scratched my belly. I loved when She fed me yummy Food. I loved sitting with my head in Her Lap. I loved everything about Her! No woman was more perfect, no woman was more beautiful, no woman smelled sweeter than My Woman. But there was one thing I didn't like. Woman sometimes brought men home without sniffing them out properly. I wouldn't have minded if She brought home a good man -- like the nice man who sold tasty hot Meat at the Meat-Stand in the park, or the nice man who opened the door downstairs for us and sometimes gave me Treats! I would have been cool with those men. Instead, She brought home men who didn't smell right. Men who smelled like fear, which smells like stinky cat pee, which does not smell good at all. Men who were all fakey inside, who'd pat me on the head and say "Hey boy, who's a good boy," but didn't really mean it. Men who made my Woman act all nervous, and not like Herself. Men who made my Woman sad! By now, you've probably figured it out. That's right. I'm a Dog. My name's Mister MacDougal. I'm a Scottish terrier. And I'm the smartest, handsomest Dog you'll ever meet. Now: if you were a smart, handsome Dog who loved your Woman more than anything in the whole world -- even more than Food! -- you'd do anything to protect Her, and stop Her sadness, wouldn't you? Well, that's what this tale is all about. (A fair warning for sensitive readers: I'm a Dog. A Boy Dog. And Boy Dogs, you know, can be a little R-rated in the way they think about things. So even though I'm a gentleman at heart -- not to mention fixed, where it counts -- some people may find that stuff offensive. I'm cool with it. Just letting you know.)

A madman. A sarcastic teen. Two people thrown into a situation they never dreamed of. One must prevail. Captain Jackhammer. A man of many chains. He's a recently divorced, insanely strong madman. "Armed" with a jackhammer, he finds a sort of peace killing people. But one day, he hears of a vigilante about town. He makes it his mission to tear apart the life of The Ghost. Dragging along his assistant, Shotgun Wizard, he kills to survive in a world of people who are against him. John Boxal. A kid trying to lay low in a world of powers and popularity. A villain tries killing innocent people just to find joy. John can't take it. Armed with his new, absurd powers, the media dubs this hero The Ghost. But, out of spite and whimsy, John calls himself Ping Pong Fella. His paddle and wit, plus a friend or two, are all he has to defeat Captain Jackhammer. Paddle and Hammer. Brain and Brawn. Ping Pong Fella and Captain Jackhammer. And soon enough... Winner and Loser. "Just and average day. Robberies, a cold front coming in, war breaking out in some country, jackhammer killing, president gave a speech- wait, did that say it was gonna be cold?" "And he felt this sense... a sense that he hadn't felt before. He realized that he needed to help." "John paced around his room a few times, sometimes posing in the mirror to see if he looked like a superhero. He did not." "John looked down at his paddle. Yeah, it was burned and only had rubber on one side, but there weren't a lot of ping pong paddles that shot lasers and gave people superpowers."

Inspired by Pledge by the Gazette

Inspired by the writings of Charles Bukowski, The Angel & The Nihilist depicts an impromptu meeting in a Los Angeles bar between a depressed alcoholic and an emotional prostitute.

I've seen my friends do this, so I'll minus well do it too. I post weird things on here what not.

Kes Gatner is a homeless orphan struggling to survive on the streets of Columbus, Ohio. Her life follows an exhaustive pattern of stealing, scavenging, and hiding, until a strange man with startling eyes crosses her path. Jack Boundang is a detective from an alternate dimension who follows a terrorist organization to Earth to determine their objective and stop them, but his mission is losing traction. When the young urchin picks his wallet, an unlikely partnership is formed. As the two work to uncover the mysterious goal of the Nekov Syndicate, a strange friendship with the potential to change history is born.

Just your average girl. Just you average life. Nothing ever happens to Brynn Farrah. Her life is a simple story with no ups and no downs. But when she wakes up one morning, she is completely ignored. The teachers don't hear her say "Here,". The people in the hall don't make eye contact. Her own parents don't interact with her. At all. Join her on the first part of her exciting trilogy, full of plot twists and unsolved mysteries, as she tries to uncover who she is, and more importantly, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 she is. (Cover maker and editor: @Wolfpower_1234)