Whim Stories

In a fast paced world, reading stories was my past time. I was hoked with the different kinds of world building inside the novels and books that I've read. A princess. A prince. A hero. A villain. There are even thieves, dancers, doctors, soldiers and even magicians and swordsman that isn't present in the world that I live. Magic doesn't exist here. I love every kind of world that I read, the characters and events that unfold. Some made me mad, others made me laugh and then before I know it, tears would roll down my cheeks. They made me understand different forms of love. Tragic love. Undying love. Faithful love. Twisted love. True love. Toxic love. And an almost kind of love...they almost love each other. They almost made it. And one day, I woke up and told myself that I wanted to write one. I want to create a world too. A world with my chosen characters. A world where I would want to live myself. Though it was just one of my whims, driven by a surge of emotions, with the excitement of creating a world like the stories I've read and love. I was only purely acting on impulse but that day, I took out my phone and wrote online. It was a story I didn't even put much thought into. There are clearly a lot of typographical errors, missing words because I'm typing too fast, even grammatically incorrect sentences and plot holes in every turn of the pages. It wasn't much. But I can still vividly remember the joy I felt while writing. It was frustrating yet kind of liberating. It was fun and all, not until one day I woke up in the body of my main character. One thing came to mind then, 'I'm doomed!' + VintageConstellation A Writer's Whim Started: March 8, 2025 Ended: -

She alway get what she wants it not fair ad now she's got a boyfriend well it's about time I exploded and I better do it to

As the night comes with darkness it brings along opportunities. For the coming of age introverted yet adventurous young lady it means she might be her time to understand the lights she sees in the sky. Most importantly what light he reveals that's been inside her all along.

This is a story. A story about their lives, how they live them, how they love, and how they hate.

Just a short non fiction story of a specific day. Well it was the day things were finally then and done to be exact. I hope someone learns a thing or two here.

Ella Whim is forced to spend a month living with her father until she finds something she never thought she ever would.

Adventure about a twenty something princess trying to find her lost parents. Along the way, she meets interesting characters and sees old friends in new lights. Her sister is to be queen and cannot leave the castle due to Martian Coronation Rules, so Willow, our heroine, faces this emotional task with her best friend Whim.

Being baited into adopting a child is the worst kind of peer pressure. Especially when you don't like children, but Jin Radcliffe, the owner of a successful nightclub, is the poor fool that fell for it. However, Amelia isn't as bad as he initially thought so maybe it's alright, at least that's what he tells himself...

In which Julius is a deadpan snarker with emotional constipation and Adrian is gay and doesn't know what's going on. Something love story that started with a dildo in a closet and someone passed out drunk in someone else's kitchen. Please leave all expectations at the door.

Meh

I fear writing this all down will make what happened more real. It scares me what happened. Right now I try and forget it all but when I write it all comes back. Which was exactly the opposite of what I wanted to happen. I thought writing would make me forget you, I thought you would just filter out of my head and that I could finally escape, and hopefully at best never think of you again. I thought all my feelings I never said, would just finally be released in my writing, but it only made the feeling more intense. And now all I can think about is what we had, and what we will never have. So this story is about my love for, well you know, you.

A recollection of pieces made of whims, usually in relation to my day ♡

The most beautiful form of poetry in my opinion. :)

Drabbles. Flash fiction. Shorts. One shots. Call them what you will. Conatined here are stories that come and go quickly, passing in barely the span of a blink. Catch them if you can.

Where Kagami is a cat, and Aomine is a feline loving billionare.

It's only some stuff that I write on a whim. It'll only be a little bit of stuff on here..