Stargazer Stories

Air Bud and Molly's 23 young puppies, known as the Buddies, work together to rescue their parents after they are kidnapped

Eevee is so excited to go back to Poké Prep, and reunite with her best friend. One day, Espeon, her mother, gets a call from Eevee's father. This is the first time he has even tried to contact her mom since Eevee hatched. Will Eevee get to meet her father and restore the father-daughter bond they never had?

Eevee has decided that she is leaving her home, and Pokémon Prep to journey with her long lost father. She is willing to risk her life so she can evolve without the need for a Trainer. She will stay in touch with her mother and best friend on her journey, but will she evolve or die trying?

"Speak a hundred words, and you die." ​Sunny Dale is a man of stained glass and starlight, a "Pagegazer" dropped into a world where mountains flow like water and reality is stitched together by the whims of a scribing hand. But in this realm of shifting truths, he has been marked by Eyes-the God of the Hunt. ​Trapped in a fragile mortal body, Sunny is granted a singular, cruel ultimatum: He has only 100 words left to speak. If he hits zero, the God of the Hunt claims his soul. ​Accompanied by a warrior whose face changes with the light and guided by wizards who know they are characters in a story, Sunny must navigate a forest of stumps and a city of towers to break his curse. In a world built on lies, can Sunny Dale find the one truth worth his final words?

Poem dealing with reslience after loss.

TW: Drug overdose. An Alice in Wonderland style drug trip fantasy✨💊🫀💿🍃🧚🏼‍♀️

Putting my heart out under the night sky where silence and words in the form of poetry are the only resort to describe the emotions so full experiencing the picturesque.

As the crowd dispersed, there she was with her head down, all dressed in black.

This is a true story of a dreamer who was labeled for being different and how she taught herself to deal with harsh society as well as accept herself.

this was literally an english project lmfao

Last Starlight Juniper is lost. But she has found comfort in the night. With the stars, a blanket in the endless sky. ----------------------------------------- The Life of Juniper, a stargazer.

Kitty likes to watch stars through her stargazer and is not the type who would be in love. When John starts in her class, something changes. She's in love. But their classmate Naomi is in love with him too. (Book cover by me)

The perks of being an insomniac I get no sleep but sitting at the window and looking at the stars gives me ideas and thoughts which I weave into poems I hope you read it and maybe find something to relate with my thoughts

When someone you love is in a boy band you get scared and doubt everything and yourself when he's surrounded with women who's better than you. Then the fight starts and so does other things. Read to see how and what has become of Elle's love story.. If there really was love in it..

[completed]✔ PETER PAN AU🌟 ❝Colby Brock, that's what they call me. I promise that you'll never be lonely.❞ - - - - ❝What i-is this p-place?❞ ❝I call it Neverland, where we can take flight and don't have to ever land.❞ - - - - started - 16/10/18 finished - 12/03/19 [1st dec 2018 - #11 in solby 💙] [9th dec 2018 - #12 in solby 💙] [8th jan 2019 - #11 in stargazers 💫] This story is loosely based on the song Abstract - Neverland (ft. Ruth B) (Prod. Blulake) Check it out! 💙 Original version: Lost boy by Ruth B, go check it out too! 💗

❝Have enough courage to trust love one more time.❞ So far, Ciara Young has been living the life of a mediocre teen attending Oakdale High — aside from sharing a house with an abusive foster brother, that is. When a sudden interruption during one of her classes occurs, her life makes a U turn; reliving the haunting past that she had so desperately tried to erase. Gradually, Ciara hits rock bottom where she's back to sleepless nights and sullen, grey days. Her thoughts become cloudier, darker and colder. However, you must remember that without the darkness, we would never be able to see the stɑʀs.

an ongoing collection of some of my current poetry composed of things i never felt i had the right words for. it centers around things i never felt i could properly say out loud. tw: mentions of abuse, suicide, ptsd, anxiety and other deeper topics. read with caution thank you

A collection of drawings I've done. :p They may not be good to you but oh well. Right?