Historias de Suicidementions

Burt's back, but how? Read to find out! In this enchanting tale, Burt wakes up in the hospital and meets a young girl who happens to be a fan of him. This girl is also in dire straits, and it's about to get worse. Graboids, shriekers, and ass blasters, oh, my! But don't worry, we're back to basics!

The world is split into 2 sections - the elites and the poor's. They are both divided in every way possible and someone sees that. This someone then invites 6 teens to come to an exclusive summer camp. One of them doesn't make it. How many more people will go missing before these teens figure out who the kidnapper is? Just how many lives are at stake?

"I miss you dearly, I do. I'm just scared that you don't miss me too." ©️goldfishbaby Written 12/23/17

Stuff about umm I don't know...

See this as a vent story All my thoughts will be taken out here I wonder does anyone else feel like me? TW

Kuiper has been living alone on his asteroid for almost a year, separate from the rest of the outside world. But just as he begins to grow accustomed to his solitude, a strange ship lands in his home. Whether the alien inside will be a friend or an invader, only Kuiper can decide. (Cover art is not mine: created by Ron Walotsky on Pinterest, titled Destiny's End)

When one man reaches his breaking point, the other must learn to let go. A one-shot about the bond between two brothers.

Serenity does the unthinkable; make a deal with Alastor

Inspired by my love of anime, Y2K aesthetics, and psychological thrillers: In Another Reality takes a chatfic-esque (?) approach and tells the story of two users from entirely different time periods. Set on New Year's Eve, the story follows Joji, a loner and recluse who uses chat rooms to connect to people as a way to cope with the current pandemic of 2020. In doing so, he stumbles upon Katarina, a young girl with a passion for anime living in the year 2002.

A collection of short fairy tales in the city. A girl reunites with the summer wind of simpler days. A young business man ceased to exist. The silence of a power outage leads a young woman to a surprising discovery. A handsome amnesiac stumbles into an antique store with nothing but chairs. A pigeon gets a dating app. All the stuff that happens behind your back when you check your phone. An ongoing series. Previews will be appended with new ideas when they arise. [Cover Courtesy of SugarMints. Please check them out on Tumblr or Etsy!]

(bruno buccellati x fem!oc) April 6, 2001: After Natascia moved to Florence from Naples, she hasn't been able to see her fiancé, Bruno Buccellati as often as she used to. The last time they saw each other was on Valentine's Day when Bruno proposed. She waits for him to visit her and call her almost every single waking hour of her life. On her day off, Natascia plays through the memories they both share. She's interrupted when her friend, Nunzia, notifies her that someone has called. [extra: the main and original character, Natascia, is biracial. Her mother is a black American, and her father is a white Italian)

Cole is tired. So tired. Cole is a young teen navigating the discovery of his new powers and the death and the death of his sister. Trigger warning: Fire, death, suicidal thoughts. I own none of the characters.

I'll make all either way, plus I'll take requests for stories/fanfics yall want <3 hope yall like the ideas!- requests: open! :D

This is a rant journal. I don't know why I'm posting it

When Boston-born Grantaire plans to transfer to Los Angeles for college, he realizes the cheapest option is to take a roadtrip across the country. When he realizes the leader of his group, Enjolras has to go to LA as well for a protest, Grantaire figures that carpooling might not be so bad. Well, so he thinks. Inspired by the Webcomic, "The Less than Epic Adventures of TJ and Amal" by E.K. Weaver.

"are you okay" Alisha said with concern. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I said as I sat down "I don't know, you just seem upset all the time" "I promise, I'm fine." I gave her a reassuring look "Okay, I believe you" Wrong move.

Makayla Brown. Nobody special. In fact, quite the opposite. Not only is she abused at home, but she's also bullied by none other then the infamous marauders. What if she falls in love with one? Will she fall on her face, or into someone's arms?

What if Mal (and the others) had a much more traumatic past and needs help, so she seeks it from her closest friend and sister Evie, and gang with practically brothers Jay and Carlos? This is an AU where Mal doesn't date Ben because she isn't into him, and she doesn't trust his gender that much, because of bad experiences with boys on the Isle. She learns to heal over time. (The events are really only things in D1 and D2 since I chose to exclude D3 since I needed to protect my precious cinnamon roll Mal). (FYI, I don't ship Bal and as for Doug & Evie, Carlos & Jane, etc, they're not gonna get much screen time in this so those relationships aren't really for this fic. Mostly Mevie. I know I'm biased.) (Spoilers - I know I am adding weird random tidbits like Mal being temporarily mute once but I like to pull out all the stops and write characters as very Mary Sue / OP sometimes, and this is my first ever published fic). But it makes sense the VK's would have a secret sign code for survival crafted over the years as a result of their friendship. The profile picture is a recolored tracing by me based on Mal's jacket design. All characters belong to Disney except for my OC's Gabriel and Tyson. This is my first public fic and it is probably very cringe, but I will accept critiques (I may not address them because this is my personal, flawed headcannon), but I would love to have comments to see what this test fic has resulted in from readers. Something y'all should know is I write long dialogue paragraphs, it's just my unprofessional style, so expect that from me.

"Still, you shouldn't do that," A voice chirped from beside him, and Warren sighed. "It's not good for you." "Yeah," Warren sighed, running the hand not holding a half-burned cigarette through his nearly-white blond hair. "You're not wrong..." Silvery grey eyes met golden-brown, and another sigh passed through cracked, chapped lips. "You get on me about this a lot," Warren looked up to Jordan again, soft auburn curls covering those shining eyes. "Did you know that?" "Oh," A hand reached up to push the curls back, but they fell down again as Jordan's eyes met the ground. "I'm sorry. I just care about you a lot." "I know." ----- here's some OCs and a little something i *spun* up ;3c This is going to follow the perspective of two characters who are part of a larger universe (referenced as '6 Characters'). You'll see more of them soon, hopefully :)