Phantasm Stories

A Spin-off story of the 22nd Guild member of Black Rock Unit. (Original)

"My Invisible Worlds" is a poetry collection compiled of poems on sundry topics. The poems were written during different times: they reflect my feelings, thoughts, and dreams. I hope that you will enjoy reading some of the pieces. Leave your comments below so we can connect with each other.

You'll never know what a psycho's phantasm is, until you read the very last page.

She woke up with a new life to live...but does she really belong there? What happened? In a world where science and nightmares often intertwine, Xenelle Everhart, a brilliant but reclusive scientist, is on the brink of a groundbreaking discovery. Driven by her relentless pursuit of innovation and wanting to desperately fill the void within her, she develops a revolutionary product designed to explore the frontiers of human consciousness. However, an unexpected glitch in her invention traps her in a realm of her own darkest fears-a phantasmic dimension that conceals her deepest anxieties and regrets, transforming them into something that might be the missing piece within herself. Unaware of her predicament, Xenelle lives a life in the confines of her own mind, struggling to distinguish reality from illusion. As her nightmarish visions grow increasingly intense and her grasp on sanity begins to waver, she must confront the fears she has long buried. To escape the phantasm and reclaim her life, Xenelle must unravel the mystery of her own creation and confront the shadows lurking within her psyche. Her journey becomes a harrowing test of both her scientific acumen and her inner strength, as she battles not only for her freedom but for her very sense of self.

In the summer of 1975, three best friends hit the road. School's out in San Rosario, and for Jody, Reggie, and Tommy, the world feels wide open. With a full tank of gas, a pack of smokes, and the deep growl of Jody's '71 Plymouth Cuda beneath them, they head south on California's coastal highway. Their destination? Gazzarri's on the Sunset Strip-where a new band called Van Halen is said to tear the roof off the place. It's a road trip built on friendship, freedom, and the fire of youth-a long weekend where music is loud, girls are electric, and the future seems far away. But beneath the sunshine and laughter, something lingers in the shadow of memory. Because for all its joy, this is the last summer before everything changes. Disclaimer This is a work of fan fiction inspired by Phantasm (1979), created by Don Coscarelli. All characters, settings, and concepts originally appearing in Phantasm, including Jody, Mike, Reggie, Tommy, and the Morningside Funeral Home, are the intellectual property of Don Coscarelli and the respective rights holders. This work is unofficial and unaffiliated with the creators or rights holders of the Phantasm franchise. This story also references real-life musical artists and locations, including the band Van Halen and the venue Gazzarri's on the Sunset Strip. These references are included for artistic and atmospheric purposes only. All depictions are entirely fictional, and no claim of accuracy, association, or endorsement is implied. All events portrayed in this story are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This is a non-commercial work created solely for entertainment by a fan. No monetary gain is being made from its publication or distribution. All original characters, locations, and storylines not found in the original Phantasm film are the creation of the author.

a series of interviews with ghosts where our beloved crew (somewhat) tries their best to, hopefully, bring peace to whatever haunts the silence of the pitch black nothingness. If a banshee screams in a field, but there's no one around to hear it, who dies?

Rymester(noun): a person who composes rhymes, especially simple ones. A fan fiction inspired by Lillianna11 Everything in this book isn't canon to Lillianna1125's universe and is just inspired by her universe. "Though I must say, I'm pretty good with rhymes so I can be here all day." The wandering poet fixed his glasses that where slipping from his nose. "I heard evokers can cast spells that turn sheep red!" He said as if insulted. "A evoker turned friend RED!!! RED!! FRIEND DOESN'T LIKE RED!!" The brunette feel to his knees dramatically while holding on to his blue sheep. "May I interrupt you, poet. This isn't a place where you should make a fool of yourself. Mostly because there are Evokers and Illagers that have come to our village." Stepping up to the seemingly weary and tired traveler. "Oh, I don't think so my newly acquired friend, if this ware an act it wouldn't be the end! Just a weary poet traveling far, looking for somewhere to relax like a bar." I can already see the flames in the Illagers' eyes, the evokers' unpleased looks. "If you're looking for an inn, I'll take you to a cheap one where the walls are thin." I smirk as he dusts himself off. "You're quite a joker I see, let's see who can rhyme the most and the winner gets their meal free."

A little Oriole was flying among Blossom like always. Flying freely, without any fear. The little Oriole landed on a branch, admiring the beautiful flowers like always. Nothing was out of ordinary. Well, almost. The little Oriole wasn't aware of what was observing them in the shadows....

Stell dir vor alles um dich herum ist weiss, du hast keine Ahnung wo du bist, alle wollen wissen wie es dir geht und seltsamerweise wissen Leute schon was du als nächstes tun wirst.. Dies ist mein erster Versuch eine Kurzgeschichte zu schreiben.

Phantasmagoria, is a story driven poetry book that breaks the fourth wall and speaks to whoever reads it, following the story of Hugo Carter Price, a bullied student suffering from depression who unlocked the ability to see reality through the Grim Reaper's eyes, speaking to the reader directly as he tells his own story. ___________ I see you and the pain you hide, where your heart and soul divide. I see fragments of what you were and this person who lives in a blur. Tell me reader, how long has it been? How long have you kept your words underneath your skin? The words you couldn't say, the colourful words now turn into grey. The words you couldn't share, the kind words that were meant to be there. Hugo Carter Price

True love can't be broken and fake, can it? 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘂𝘀 ✔︎ 𝗢𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴

The guard finally fires the gun and I blink at the loud sound. I'm dead. [One-shot]

"Have you ever wondered what would happen if the world as we knew it just . . . ceased to exist? One moment we were all there - and the next it was all gone. Would you be happy with what you'd done? Would you need a second chance to make things right? And if you did, would you be willing to retry it all from the beginning, hoping that everything would be better this time?" This story is an alternate universe - or really, a completely new subsection of the Multiverse - of the Undertale fandom. It revolves around the concept of a "Fallen" Multiverse - though, it is not to be confused with the "Fell" craze that exists within the fandom. These characters will not follow those stereotypes; they are meant to be individual and not related to those concepts in any way. Readers are encouraged to come up with their own stories and explore possibilities of different outcomes within this new "Fallen" Multiverse. Continuations of the story are just as welcome. This story does contain heavy references to other pre-existing characters within the fandom. I do not own those characters, nor am I trying to change their stories in any way. However, it should be noted that this story would not be able to exist if it was not for these characters. If you would like to reach out to me, I am available on Wattpad as well as on Instagram (user: the_aetherian). This is actually a collaboration project between myself and a friend (so I don't own all of the original characters who will appear in this story). Their Instagram is indigos_art_space and their Wattpad is the_tweekster. I recommend you check out their stuff to get the full Fallen Multiverse experience!

Conan Miller went missing 17 years ago, but to everyone's knowledge, he had been there the whole time. Having no one able to hear, talk, touch, or even see him for 17 years had made him give up any hope of returning to normal. Now all he lived for was to watch others live their dreams, while his one had been growing farther away each second. He'd lost hope and had even tried ending it a few times, no luck. This went on until he had met Clara, that could hear him, talk to him, touch him, and for once in 17 years, see him.

A fun spoof based on the "Carnival Phantasm" OVA, poking fun at Nasuverse Characters.

In a decaying Parisian house, an elderly woman grows a grotesque horn from her head, twisting her body and mind into something unnatural. Her presence brings death and decay, and even after her disappearance, the horn's dark, pulsing legacy haunts the earth, whispering a quiet, eternal terror.

Whatever's in my mind...

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦 /ˈfantaz(ə)m/ . Greek જ⁀➴ (𝐧.) a vision or apparition of something unreal, existing only in the mind or dreams; a ghostly illusion.

"Careful what you wish for..." An absent father. A poor home. A dream shattered on the ground. Your life has always been full of struggles and sacrifices. Even with the presence of your loving mother and sister, you can't help but feel like you were empty--lost. However, one day, you found yourself living your dream life all because of a magical application on your phone. But with this new life comes a new set of struggles and sacrifices. All brought on by the almond eyes of one special girl. In a world where you can wish for almost anything, how far are you willing to go before you forget who you really are? [Now translated in Portuguese by @Fuarye]