Shitwriting Stories

So basically, you. Muzan's 14-year-old half-demon daughter (I know it's cliche but bear with me) who he doesn't know even exists, somehow ended up under the suspicion of being a demon, which you were, halfway. And it was decided that you would now be living with the famous insect hashira. Shinobu Kocho. In the Butterfly mansion until they found out whether you were a demon or not after the test they had prepared had failed. And though they would never admit it, they were basically holding you hostage and waiting by to kill you off. You refused quite a bit but you apparently had no say in it. Well, you might've not liked the fact that they were currently holding you hostage to figure out whether you were actually a demon or not before killing you after figuring out that you were a demon like Sanemi so wished to do so. There wasn't, much you could do in this situation. The most efficient solution you could think of to get them to leave you alone for the rest of eternity without spilling any blood was to lay low until their suspicion of you being a demon eventually died down and they allowed you to leave yourself. However... It seemed there were quite a number of Demon slayers who greatly disapproved of your stay here, or at least they were very wary of you. the most annoying one being Sanemi Shinazugawa. The reason was obvious enough. You were a demon. Which now made the biggest hassle you had to deal with, staying alive until that point. You have met quite a few demon slayers during your stay at the butterfly mansion, and though not many had been very pleasant. There were others you encounters with a few individuals who were... Strange, yet enchanting. The most interesting one yet, a minty-haired airhead. Trigger warnings: X Swearing X Gore X Violence X Grammer Mistakes X Death

TEASER (will be repeated in the chapter) -------------------- "Shadow milk." he stared into my eyes his gaze narrowing at me as my heart dropped from his demeanor.. which was ODD!!! my head slowly turned to face him, my slim, long nailed hand clenching tightly on my skin till I leaked my own blood, tickling down my hand. lucky enough for myself, darkness engulfed to sight of it! (a/n : pure vanilla has only poor eye sight but he can still see!) "Yesss~ silly, silly Nilly!" I said with a little essence of real positivity, my unbloodied hand raising up to caress my cheek. I scanned his face and body, his smile faded, teeth pressed together in.. anger? I tilt my head, staring into his eyes in a softened glance. (PURE VANILLA CRASHES OUT GANG❤) "I don't give two shits about your ass. I DIDN'T EVEN STEAL YOUR SOUL JAM!" he bellowed in my face heaving probably getting some weight off his chest from admitting it.My heart sank as my eyes slowly began to fill with this wet liquid, which was confusing. Looking at the picture now, I could tell from his face he was not okay in the beginning. his had eye bags with some cakey ish powder over it to cover it up.. well! WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT THIS?? sigh, am I? the master of deceit having a soft spot? ------------------ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ❤❤❤ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ ᴀss ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀs ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ʙᴄ ɪ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀɪsᴇᴅ ɪᴛ(ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴘᴇʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴏɴ ɢᴜɴᴘᴏɪɴᴛ.) Tags #1 shadownilla (Sept 26)

HUMANIZEDDD!!! AGGHHHH IITTSS HUMANIZED OOOWWAHHSGSHSGNCJSIJNSCNJI ok Cheesy's boyfriend, Tissues, breaks up with him after a show. He goes to a bar and meets a guy there he thinks he might get to know, since they're going to the same college. Somehow, his name sounds so familiar, and Cheesy doesn't know how or why. Before all this, he got into a car crash a few years back. But Cheesy doesn't think that has anything to do with all this... or does it? This feels corny bruhj uhhh might be REALLY slow to update since i keep forgetting about this and have no real good ideas Don't hate me for this if it turns out really short, I legit thought of this pulling an all-nighter. My ideas are absolute ASS when it's the middle of the night.

ORIGINAL PHOTOS NOT MINE BUT I DID EDIT AND MAKE THE COVER MYSELF! Cross-posted on Ao3! My user is @RaybiezX3 NOT PROOFREAD! This is mostly for me and my oc's/self inserts story but I figured to post because someone out there has gotta find it interesting! I debated on making this a bakugo x reader fic but I decided against it bc I don't want to mischaracterize YN lol. My writing is also super shitty so ignore that. May or may not give up halfway through so be warned.

The gang plays Minecraft VR together but an enemy stand stops them from leaving the game. They must beat the game or else they can never leave Minecraft and continue their mission to finish the boss of Passione

No more updates, i left this story unfinished and i don't think I will finish it, you can use the idea I don't really mind. Warning: bad writing, might be cringe (idk), I suck at writing so idk why would you really read this lol. THE PICTURE ISNT MADE BY ME And if the creator doesn't want me to use it I'll change it since I never asked permission to use it, and as I said if the creator doesn't want me to use their art for the cover of the book I'll just do mine and stop using their art. (I'm going to draw my own cover, it will just take some time because I'm lazy and I always waste my time on my phone) -Description- Clay has grew together with his best friend, which is a cat named George, George was a really weird cat but clay loved him either way, but something unexpected happened, George wasn't a cat anymore or kind of wasn't. This is a dreamnotfound story, yes I am aware of their sexuality, if George or dream feel uncomfortable with this fanfic then I'll delete it, because i don't really mind and i don't want anybody to be uncomfortable with this since it's not meant for that, all purposes are to entertain. Sorry is there is words or sentences written incorrectly, if I catch any error I'll fix it, i have an auto corrector that changes some words to things I don't want to so sometimes is that or that I just didn't knew how to spell or forgot to put a word so it makes sense.

info/building of my warriors book

Just a book of songs I write when I have emotion

Y/N just your regular high school student. He is not hardcore gamer but he plays regularly and is not picky about what game he played. During his school long holidays his friend give him a mysterious package containing the game he never heard of.The moment he logs into the game, it might lead him to an interesting life or maybe not. Note: Inspired from Ace Combat in Multiverse and several other fanfic such as gate jietai war thunder and muv luv gamer. Please don't expect a good story. I Write it just for fun and not serious.Very low motivation as my previous work is abandoned as I lack the idea and interest (I'm writing this on impulse). Also English is not my first language so expect a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes

a warriorcats parody with twists

DISCONTINUED HAHA LOSER LMAO

Just a place to put my poems when I'm bored 🥱

Y/n flies down the hall of her school, bumping into a tall man with black hair, and black ripped jeans, and a black shirt, and a black ring on his finger, and black and white sneakers, and fiery red orbs because Y/n is not your typical girl. She's different, and not genderfluid even though that's what Y/n stories are supposed to be like so that everyone can read it. No, even the males have to be girls, because girls are useless and are only good for bumping into the bad alpah boyz 🥶 ||COMPLETED|| ||53 chapters|| I'm rewriting this doodoo ass story one day, trust

After the 'unknown' dissapparance of Georgie Denbrough, Bill is determined to find him. His friends tag along throughout most of the journey, something happens to one of them. Will they save him..?

Shitty poetry

teen angst, britney spears , and kik.

just a book of random thoughts & shitty poetry written by a 14 year old :]

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I write most of these when I catch a whim of some creativity. Honestly, I just want some kind of feed back to tell me how to improve. Don't hold back on your criticism. Hurt my feelings, I'm a slut for angst.