Starve Stories

A Don't Starve fanfiction. When the survivors' Thanksgiving dinner goes terribly wrong, Willow must take charge to save Wilson's life (and for that matter, everyone else's). Will she think of a plan fast enough, or will the Constant be plunged into forever darkness?

Hey guys! I'm back at you with another fanfiction, but this time it isn't Rick and Morty. This fanfiction is for my favorite ship in DON'T STARVE!!! As you know because you see the picture, it is for Maxwell x Wilson. And, if you don't care about my thoughts, and you skipped this part, your welcome for making it obvious where the description is. jk, love you guys XD (one last warning bxb GAY) Me:let's make another fanfiction when I haven't even finished the others 😃 Description: Wilson was thrown into the wild without a thing besides the cloths on his back. Maxwell, the man who tossed Wilson into the woods without consent, goes to visit Wilson. Maxwell realizes how miserable Wilson is when he's around, so Maxwell decides to stay awhile. What happens when they end up getting to close for comfort? Cover Art is not mine, however I will have a contest later for cover art. LATER THOUGH!! See you in the fanfic my Gay Pastels. I do not own any of the characters in this story I only own the story line, have a nice day.

This will range from young to old. Meaning multi pages.

He awoke in a strange world with absolutely no recollection of how or why he got there. All he knew was that his name was Wilson P. Higgsbury, and that he needed to survive. For a long time he was successful, until a monster drove him away from his camp in the middle of the night. With his sanity quickly draining and his starvation about to end him, Wilson was on the brink of death when circumstance, (and a fire), led him to meet a strange band of characters, all in the same situation as him. Now that Wilson has some allies, surviving has never been easier, but something is still off...

A story about poor wilson p. Higgsburry and friends

After her mum died Cameo is shipped off to the country where she lives at the bottom of the garden of the mansion she is hired to clean. She soon befriends the colourful townsfolk and one night comes face to face with a charming thief Jayce, who calls himself the ‘Sultan of the Stars’. The two enter a bet to see if Jayce can wash away the barriers around Cameo’s heart before she catches him and locks him away.

"A war doesn't end just because someone tries to press pause." -Chelsea Sings When two schools who have been rivals for years are forced to study under one roof, something is bound to happen. Chelsea Sings is the top ranked student at Melody School Of Arts. Yet she loses the capability to feel emotion in the songs that she sings and develops a coldness towards the world. Justin Cruz is allegedly the bad boy of Grace Art School. He refuses to take orders from anyone and strongly believes that he will never be anyones puppet. When two people with different beliefs collide, a war is bound to happen.......just not the type of war you may be thinking.

Woodie has never experienced the red hotness of a blush upon his cheeks at the sight of another human being before, and he thought he never would after being dragged into this hell. But after meeting a reserved but productive and determined mime named Wes that's likely about to change. The two begin to grow together, working cooperatively to survive in a land without comfort or forgiveness. And as it draws them closer the fear of being alone again begins to boil. Through hound attacks and the terror of the full moon the two will fight harder now than ever before. ((A WesWood fanfiction. Not a popular ship, but I'm hoping to change a few peoples minds about it. ))

Just some feelings I have when my ed starts resurfacing. Day by day. Meal by meal. Pound by pound. *TRIGGER WARNING* Eating disorder

A poem about finding sleep when all you want to do is binge or starve.

Please don't hate❤ This is my personal journal and you really don't have to read?

My own little twist on the Final Act from Don't Starve.

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what else is there to say? ((Temporary cover))