Randomstorys Stories

Omnitrix Wielder Alex Grinder was in the middle of a fierce battle with the infamous rogue Chronosapien Maltruant and ex-lab assistant; Albedo the Galavan! However, the cunningly smart Chronosapien & Galvan were so fed up with losing to our hero, they ultimately decided to use Maltruant's own Annilhilarg to destroy the universe a second time! However, after Alex was almost slashed to death, he ultimately decides to use Alien X as a last ditch effort to restore the universe once again by using his full power! But as side effect, Alien X is forced to turn into a new alien, and is unintentionally dragged off to another dimension. But luckily, Ben and his team were able to return to Earth only to find out that Alex was gone; with Maltruant and Albedo both held responsible for Alex's disappearance. In honour of the young hero's sacrifice, Ben, his team and every last one of the Plumbers build a memorial so they can remember him by. Even Alex's family had attended and they were ultimately heartbroken for losing someone that they cared for the most. Eventually, Alex, still as the new, due to the Omnitrix not having reset itself yet, awakes to find himself in a totally new dimension populated by humans and a mystical species called Pokémon! Will Alex be able to return to his home dimension? Or will he be stuck here forever?! Well, you'll just have to read to find out! (JunkBot): This story was heavily inspired by the really awesome @cookiemuncher4! Kudos to him or her for creating An Alien in Alola which inspired me to make this awesome story! I also wanted to mention that this story follows a similar storyline to CookieMuncher04's story. (With major differences). Also, it takes place during the events of Pokémon Master Journeys: The Series and Ben 10: 5 Years Later in case you didn't already figure it out. Also, Ben 10 & Pokémon don't belong to me. The characters and aliens belong to Man of Action and the Pokémon Team. I only own my OC and the story.

Synopsis: You are the Son of Marc Spector and the newest edition of Moon Knight. What if you become part of the so-called Organization called Overwatch? well let's found out. Here comes the "Fist of Khonshu"

taegyu one shots and short stories for my fellow taegyuists out there!! (no smut, sorry!!)

Amara Bennett learned early that being seen and being chosen are not the same thing. From elementary school playgrounds to college lecture halls, she has existed in the margins. the almost friend, the almost love, the almost enough. She built herself from books, lyrics, and imagination because real people rarely stayed. Then one night, after a familiar kind of humiliation cuts deeper than she expects, she walks away. Elias Mercer doesn't flirt. He doesn't perform. He doesn't chase. He observes. He listens. He builds his life on discipline, not chaos and his rules are simple: Say what you mean. Protect what chooses you. Heal what hurts. Amara doesn't trust quiet devotion. She's spent her life bracing for abandonment, mistaking adrenaline for intimacy, mistaking crumbs for affection. Now she has to decide: Is love supposed to feel overwhelming... Or just unfamiliar?

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▶︎•၊၊||၊|။|||||။၊|။• ─•──── 𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖸 𝖮𝖶𝖭 - 𝖣𝖠𝖱𝖢𝖨 ـــــــــــــــــــﮩ٨ـ ‿‿‿‿ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ✉︎ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ °🥂⋆.ೃ🍾࿔*:･ ➤ 𝖠𝗌 the title says, this is just some random stuff I have- it could be art, writings, photos, or just updates on my life! I'll probably post irregularly haha, so sorry for that in advance. ➤ Fandoms it will most likely include- Creepypasta, FNaF, Demon Slayer, JJK , maybe a bit of CH and more [I forgo the rest] ➤ Will probably include LGBTQIA+ stuff, so if that's not up your lane, DNI. ➤ I take requests! ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ 💋

Random short stories and one shots I'll be writing!

Ships, Fluff, angst , random stories and interactions, NO SMUT. I'm making these whenever I'm bored, so don't expect alot of updates or lots of chapters. but yaayy Ships may include.. Fruitcake( Sprout × Cosmo) Moonflower (Dandy × Astro) Shellvision (Shelly × Vee) Ragebait/Shrimpbowl ( Finn × Shrimpo) Cookieornament (Bobette × Ginger)

Hi! Here is some story openers and short stories that I wrote somewhere from the depths of my mind and may continue to update if inspiration strikes me to write more. Some are short since they're really standalone or WIP, feedback is appreciated and if I feel like it I might consider continuing that story :p

A girl who is afraid to fall in love because of her orthodox family. Will she ever give a chance to love? Especially a girl? Will she stand against her family for love? Will she experience the emotions of love.

22 stupid main levels that has mouth and a creator that is stupid

Little owl, little lost one, looking to atone. Little owl, little lost one, always on your own.

Need I say more

✨ Abbott Elementary has become a magnet for legends... even when no one knows they're coming. ✨ Some days, the staff gets a cryptic email hinting at a "special guest." Other days, the classroom door swings open and the entire school stops breathing. Nobody knows who will appear next- a voice that changed music, a face everyone recognizes, or a silhouette that sends the hallways into instant chaos. Sometimes they arrive announced. Sometimes they drop in uninvited. Sometimes they walk in like the building has been waiting for them. Each episode brings a new shock: a hint, a whisper, a rumor that spreads faster than Ava's gossip. And when the doors finally open, the school erupts- in comedy, awe, confusion, reverence, or outright pandemonium. They come with mystery. They leave with stories. And Abbott Elementary is never ready... but always changed.

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For those who give everything and still don't feel enough The forgotten sister of Samantha LaRusso, got a place in the Sekai Taikai, but not in the place everyone expected. Without any choice left, she left the only home she knew, trying to find out who she is, and her worth. She won't be alone.

Randomly written one-shot stories.

Random/disordered pieces. Generally written in a state of dreary haze of sorts. More lucid than brain fog yet with the oppression of hallucination. A wakeful dream; The sense of it, at the very moment it's written been clear, slips away when revisited later. It's rather useless by then. Passion never lasts. And I'm stuck romanticizing the ephemeral. <> Finding human writing/art/media apart from ai will become as pedantic as abstaining for organic produce from the conventional in a market. It all feeds the same anyhow: SFX Props? VFX CGI? GenAI? At some point, barely anyone would bother differentiating. The consequences overall lies in rumor and superstition with a scientific flavor. Getting ahead of the curb by acting on suggestions/hypotheses as mandates; could such gamble be afforded over and over? Doesn't gambling lead to a net loss on average? By the end of it, organic's the minority, as against automation, so will be humanity. Writing on itself as a form of sincere expression, like this, is a type of clownery. A doomed hobby, mutually outmoded as reading. Doomscrolling would've been a better use of time on my end. "Fast fashion" form of writing has always been the point for the mainstream. Writing's streamlined for a long while now. LLM-AI is that final step to maximize the output. Really, is it bad? Its a self-sufficient haven: Why complain over getting more of what one wants, like the want of reading? Quality in art is in the mercy of subjectivity. Not good enough? Want improvement?: Improvement is the expertise of ai. It's only natural. What can be done? I don't know: spiting against a tsunami will not prevent it from coming and washing everything away that's good. And sometimes it takes even the bad amongst the wreck. I'm here; Luddite. Inept. I can only wait to be swept away or drown by it. Whichever comes first. "Sent from my IPhone"🙏🌽⚽️ Cover: Self-Edited(Muhammad Siyah Qalam miniatures)

I have too much free time so I'll just write instead of doing important stuff. 13+ for cussing and no smut. REQUEST ARE ALLOWED.

Ashley expected her biggest problem to be getting out of bed. Instead, she wakes up on a glitter‑soaked beach with a glowing number on her thigh and a world that behaves like a chaotic mash‑up of every genre ever written. As she mutters, "I've woken up inside a screensaver," it becomes clear this island isn't just strange - it's alive, and it has plans for her. Assigned a magical‑girl sidekick and a shirtless romance hero she never asked for, Ashley is dragged into a narrative ecosystem where zombies bring chocolates, coconuts explode on emotional cues, and the sky changes "the vibe" every night. The island is a shifting story engine, constantly rewriting itself - and Ashley is the anomaly it can't control. When a mysterious figure known as the Shadowed One begins corrupting and collapsing entire story worlds, Ashley and her mismatched party are pulled into a quest that spans fairytales, sci‑fi wastelands, gothic castles, candy kingdoms, and forgotten books where abandoned protagonists decay into monsters. In one such world, she faces a creature "cloaked in paper," a tragic remnant of a story no one finished. As the island fractures, Ashley discovers the truth: the system behind this world consumes stories, rewrites characters, and erases anything that doesn't fit its rules - including her. To save Evelyn, a girl whose fairy tale is being dismantled, and to rescue her own friends scattered across broken narratives, Ashley must confront the island's Moderators, the bureaucratic enforcers of plot. Armed with nothing but sarcasm, stubbornness, and a refusal to follow clichés, Ashley fights back against a world determined to script her fate. But the deeper she goes, the more she realises the island isn't just rewriting stories - it's rewriting her. And if she can't break the cycle, she'll become just another forgotten protagonist.