Tellmewhatyouthink Stories

Open to requests, gonna try to update everyday (don't get mad if I cant) will make special ones clean and dirty (: enjoy (:

I'm writing this as an expression of people through myself anonymously. I don't care what people do in their life everyone makes decisions or mistakes and takes opportunities. I'm not going to tell why I write this stuff it's my own personal reason. I ask that anyone who just has a want to tell me about something anything a story a song a part of your life just tell me about how it made you feel. Your thoughts if you will. This is my hobby I won't ask about stuff or judge I have no right to. You can message me about anything I don't mind if it doesn't concern this necessarily. If you just need to talk to someone about anything. -JJ

After the High Council has been sorted out, Cliffjumper and Arcee are back together. Sort of. Arcee is still trying to grasp that Cliffjumper is here. He's alive. She doesn't know how to cope with that knowledge, but she also doesn't know what effects it will have on the poor mech pining after her. Cliffjumper, if nothing else, only wants his partner back. If she doesn't feel the same way, he would be perfectly happy just to maintain the partnership they'd had before. It's hard, being back from the dead. Cliffjumper wants to make the most of it. He just hopes that Arcee does too. A/n: This is based off a book that is currently being rewritten. Since we need Cliffcee, I'm leaving it up but I will edit it so it's not based entirely off a book you can't currently view.

This story takes place in the city of paris where our oblivious cinnamon rolls are about to have their lives turned upside down with a little help from a person who knows everything about them

Liam is a poor boy who lives with his mom (Jamila), best friend (Jacob) and his best friends mom Jackie. It's a struggle living in an apartment with 4 people that can barely make ends meet. Liam and Jacob have been getting bullied ever since elementary school. They find something that changes their life forever. Oh, what could it be...

Not sure what to write about? Here are some topics I would like to see people write about. If you use one of the ideas, tell me so I can read your story.

Idek this is thing that I think are true about my fandoms ig it will most likely not be updated frequently called I'm not really creative enough and don't really think about this kind of thing a lot so ye ummmm enjoy? Also, non of the art used in this is going to be mine if there is art Please ignore the poor punctuation in this book I'm too lazy for that Um also I suck at putting things into words so sorry if it doesn't make since *enter nerves laughter here*

Over the years, I have spent many a night lying awake, unable to switch off. During these times countless ideas have popped into my head. Only to disappear as quick as they came. Leaving scant remnants that were a mere shadow of the original thought. Now, I will endeavour to capture those fleeting ideas, and attempt to form them into somewhat coherent short stories.

him:what do you see me:nothing him:look again me:okay.. him:anything? me:no. him:why is that? me:idk him:tell me me:well i see something but again nothing him:tell me what do you see me:a girl with sad eyes and a story noone knows but her him:okay we're getting somewhere me:okayyy.. him:now tell me what do you think of yourself me:why are w.. him:just tell me me:okay.. i.. think.. him:babe it's fine i want to hear what you have to say me:*breaths* okay i see...

Taryn Winters, a young woman in her early twenties has a normal life. Daily routines that are strikt and always followed. Then one morning her rountine gets thrown sideways and continuously throughout the courses of the day. Nothing weird was imagined upon it Until the club... When she meets a young devilsh man very much like herself, Mark Yales, they realise that the exact things are happening to the both of them, that's when all hell breaks loose. In this story masks fall with a crash and identities are exposed. Lies and truth cannot be told apart. Do you really know the people you associate yourself with?

These are will mainly be collages,

Note to self- On the outside I may be a ordinary girl. But on the inside the emotions kill me. Love, Hatred, Happiness, Heartbreak, and Lies. I am not fine. All these people that don't know the true me. What I am. It is not good. I am a killer. I wish and hope they never will know the true me. It can get them killed. ~Sincerely, Ava Marie

This is a short story that I hope y'all like, please let me know what you think. Thanks!

I need help please help me what is happening

The title explains it all. Please tell me if you would like to see any of them in the future.

this may be considered as a trigger warning ⚠️ this story is about a 15 year old girl who has gone through traumatic, abusive childhood and gone through sexual harassment and assault. self harm and suicide.