Tallymarks Stories

What if we had points? Like every time we did something bad, we lost a point and every time we did something good we gained a point. And when we run out of points, we die. ~~~ This is a story about a girl with 54 tally marks on her wrist crossing paths with a boy with 1.

Just something to get my writing spirit in gear! I am a Pinterest-aholic and saw that they have some interesting prompts and ideas there. Mostly from Tumblr but I found them on Pinterest, hence the title. So, here you go; some random short stories/one shots inspired by the prompts I found there. Not sure if all will be DC-related but you should know me by now; chances are 97% that they will be.

Adriana has always loved to dance, and after her mother died it was a way for her to connect to the one person who always understood her. Fresh out of high school Adriana ventures to the very busy New York City to fulfill her dream of being a professional ballet dancer. Only New York isn't as welcoming as she thought it'd be. And it also doesn't help her uncle will only pay for college if she doesn't just go to dance school. During the day Adriana is a normal college student getting a degree in law. At night she cleans a studio and trains to be a dancer. In steps Neal Carpenter, a British hottie who has only three things on his mind: Sex, booze, and fun. He attends Adriana's college and one look at this exotic beauty puts her on his radar. It's all play and no work for this bad boy. Will Adriana make her dreams a reality? Will she be stuck with the life her uncle wants? Or will she get something way better than she could ever imagine? WARNING: Mature Content

Based off of an AU I saw on Tumblr. A short story of love, and all kinds of it. Romantic, friendly, familial, new, and of the self. In a world where people receive markings on their wrists according to their experiences with love, Altum thinks he knows himself and that he is alone in the world. However, when he meets Amare, a beautiful, vibrant girl who is completely opposite of him but also the same, his world turns upside-down. Amare teaches him how to douse hate, and how to Love in a Coffee Shop.

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***COMPLETED*** Ferard One Shot. I have a reason, I have a story. No one knows it. No one knows why I have written tally marks all up my hands. That is until I meet a boy in my class. He is now my best friend, and I tell him why... ---------- Ferard Simple and normal trigger warnings.

The Tally Marks are the lines that grace the skin of the blessed, telling them what stage their delicate love lives are in. Or at least that's what everyone's told. Sky has never been 'blessed' with these Tally Marks, and she doesn't want to be. She can deal with the bullying. But how long can she keep it hidden before someone gets hurt? (it does contain a lot of depressive stuff and self harming, im really sorry, i dont really like talking about it either) (Little bit rubbish, but what do you expect from a teen who can barely write and uses it as a refuge to hide form her sown awful problems?)

*discontinued* I've been in this house for 16 years. For the last 12 years I've been leaving tally marks on the walls with chalk. Never allowed to leave, never allowed to see the outside world. Everyday I'm forced to clean after my drunk mother and her abusive boyfriend. One day, it all changed. My mother died.