Religiousimagery Stories

lead me astray!

A hell world opposite of what would be expected, instead of fighting and drinking on every street, there's friends hanging out, going round shops and enjoying themselves. But why? Shouldn't they be perishing? Shouldn't they be complaining for better conditions? But, they don't need 'better' conditions.. it's already great.. but why..? Well.. let me tell you a story.. !THE STORY IS NOT FINISHED!

When a chance encounter with an erratic man-child changes the trajectory of your life forever. OR Letting someone off with a free meal at work effectively saves your life Crossposted on both Ao3 and Quotev Updated frequently

Writing Prompt - A Love Letter from Your Protagonist to Their Crush

Gods, godlets, people who create human-like gods and gods who eventually turn too human to be called a god at all

Marc has always been able to teleport. all be it uncontrollably, but it still counts. Now, all of a sudden, he keeps teleporting to the same place, which has never happened before. And it's Valentino's ranch. This... sucks.

[BruAbba] Leone Abbacchio dies, and builds a life in death. wordcount: 9897 this is crossposted from AO3. i'm just posting here to test out tags n formatting n shit so Please Please just open the original link if youre actually gonna read it for the content

An original collaborative story created by imagen_enigma. Stories written by notskammer, Periit1, Smiley, and Blamethefireflies. This book was written by imagen_enigma for the Locum Ignotum Literature Universe. YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCi7qFZgtHBGWrwghZwtnB-g TUMBLR: https://imagen-enigma.tumblr.com/

Ghost thinks about how much he loves Roach. (This work was crossposted from Ao3.)

men are only so strong all it takes is a pretty girl with bambi eyes to get them into some deep, deep trouble.

The kingdom's people do their best to get through the day. The storm rages on regardless.

An original collaborative story created by imagen_enigma. Stories written by notskammer, Periit1, Smiley, and Blamethefireflies. This book was written by Periit1 for the Locum Ignotum Literature Universe. TWITTER: https://twitter.com/Periit1

Cannibalism isn't just a metaphor for intimacy. It's a religion. How much do you have to devote yourself to God that the only way you can show your devotion is with your teeth on their skin? You imagine piercing their flesh and drinking in their sweetness. With an animal-like hunger you enter them and become one. You venture further, savouring the flavour of their meat dissolving on your tongue like an uncoated pill. You reach the stage where the meat turns rancid and putrid. Now, you have upheld more than any false idol has promised and have become truth. You can reach God through cannibalism.

a lifetime of love expressed in a collection of words with enough religious undertones to raise some pastor's eyebrows

An original collaborative story created by imagen_enigma. Stories written by notskammer, Periit1, Smiley, and Blamethefireflies. This book was written by Smiley for the Locum Ignotum Literature Universe.

Prequel to a story I'm currently writing

She's always been silent-until the crow came. Mute since birth, Kit finds solace in the soft symphonies of songbirds and the quiet bond she shares with her father, David. But when her family moves to a gray, joyless trailer park, even the birds go silent. In their place comes something darker: a one-eyed crow with a stare too knowing, a scratch too deep, and a presence that refuses to leave.

If you want some context read my other story: Welcome To Mendacium

An original collaborative story created by imagen_enigma. Stories written by notskammer, Periit1, Smiley, and Blamethefireflies. This book was written by Blamethefireflies for the Locum Ignotum Literature Universe. YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCWiClGeKp7yB2SiK1SXf2yQ/about