Whimsy Stories

in the world of wonderland, some things are never meant to be forgotten. wisteria rabbit, the white rabbits daughter, were the hatters were nothing but trouble after a failed companionship on a project. that was until one day, a familiar face from her childhood found his way back to her. and that was max hatter. with maddox and max being invited back to wonderland after being banished to the isle by the queen of hearts, madness spread throughout wonderland. maddox's obsession with time all led up to capturing the queen. and the VK'S and HK'S haves teamed up to save her. and now wisteria has to join in too. how will max and wisteria be able to team together while having learned to hate each other? but in reality, what if they truly don't? some things are worth finding your way back to. ORIGINAL COPYRIGHT GOES TO DISNEY'S DESCENDANTS: WICKED WONDERLAND MOVIE 8/31/26 #2 - #enchanting

Lady Mida is a mistress, the lover of Lord Dacen, and the mysterious Ward of the Filoris. When a proposal for her hand arrives from the insidious Baron Oxen, she makes her first selfish decision in years. She runs away. No plans. No money. Just an unrelenting desire for freedom. But, then she meets Rosan, an introverted, yet charming wolf beastman who challenges her in every way. Rosan is a wolf on the run. Trying to keep his mentor's memories (and secrets) safe from those who would destroy the kingdom of Averis, he lives alone and travels alone. That is until a noblewoman shows up at his door, covered in blood and running from a monster. In a temporary alliance, the two run away together, but monsters and crystalized zombies are hot on their heels. Will they find each other? Or will they die instead?

❛ oh lady, 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻' down to the riptide ! ❜ ── in which a friend group goes on a road trip to help their friend propose, only to fall in love and break apart along the way... somehow catching it all on film. 𑣲⋆ summer + fall road trip applyfic / status :: OPEN

Jake Sim, a nerdy cute shy boy has a crush on Y/n who was a popular cute girl for her amazing cosplays. A cozy story full of whimsy and nostalgia

(An original) Liv had only been in the new house for a few hours when a stranger fell through the chimney. His name was Alistair. He was covered in soot, his clothes were torn, and he seemed far more concerned about something he'd lost than the fact that he'd just crashed into a little girl's living room. Liv was supposed to be alone that night. She wasn't supposed to have visitors. And she certainly wasn't supposed to discover that her perfectly ordinary new house was not as ordinary as it looked. By morning, it wouldn't feel like a house anymore.

About pictures I colored in. it's a Picture book. hope you enjoy. all fandoms, random coloring sheets and more

A whimsical story about a lost girl, based on my childhood and interests. Amara is definitely not your normal little American Girl. She's more than a bit odd, though so is her family as well. Tragedy befalls Amara and she heads off on adventure with the help of her blue plush mouse and an obnoxious owl.

writing a description for something like this would be like trying to put clouds in a mason jar. not only can it not be done, it shouldn't be done. so how shall I describe the whims and fancies of the twist and bends of my crazy brain? maybe by just saying it is a mason jar full of odd thoughts of a free-flowing spirit.

Why are we here anyway if not to?

Reese didn't come to Hawkins looking for monsters. Or... anything, really. But in a town like this-and a senior year like this-sometimes the strangest things aren't under your bed. They glance at you in the hallway. Or peer at you from behind the Dungeon Master screen. A quiet story about a cleric and a bard. Moonlight and Shadow. A Church Mouse and a Rebel Knight. A girl and the boy she didn't expect to understand her, but always hoped would. Slow burn. Soft moments. Sacred ones. For anyone who's ever believed in both unicorns and redemption.

Tag along and read whimsical poems from the One-Eyed Tree!

Serendipty: (noun) luck that takes the form of finding valuable or pleasant things without meaning to. A collection of poems: the whimsy, the twee, and the weird. (Ongoing)

This poem explores the beauty of Tic Tac Toe in a poetic expression.

Some OC story thing I thought of. Synopsis: You are chilling in your home until something unfortunate happens, and you are knocked out stone cold, and wake up somewhere else. Somewhere that has whimsy, even.

Lobilus Serve is all to set to bank the biggest payday in British sporting history. All he has to do is trounce his rival Cornelius Monopulent one last time. Easy work for the nation's greatest tennis treasure and the world's livliest Englishman, right?

Isaac Newton is a high functioning eight-year-old child diagnosed with Asperger's. When Isaac is discovered to be a musical savant, his parents already fragile marriage moves closer to the edge as fears and love pull the family in opposite directions.

I Wrote is a playful, satirical take on fantasy tropes, blending absurd humor with surreal imagery. It subverts traditional expectations-knights, dragons, goblins, and demons all behave in ways that defy their usual roles, engaging in mundane or unexpected activities. The poem explores themes of creative frustration, narrative unpredictability, and the absurdity of storytelling, as the speaker struggles to shape a conventional fantasy tale but finds their characters resisting typical genre conventions. The final stanza hints at self-reflection, suggesting that creativity itself is an unpredictable force, much like the strange runes of the mind.

Armel lives alone, and he's happy. Or is he? When a storm strikes, Armel ventures into the blizzard and is confronted by certain death if he doesn't learn the lessons the mysterious lady of the forest tries to teach him. Living apart from the others of Rivertree Village might make him feel safe, but it could have a higher cost than he realizes.

Birth and death - it happens to us all. In some ways, it happens to all things - they are created, and in time they are destroyed, returned to nothingness, dust reclaiming dust. But do you remember your birth? Do you know what your death will be like? We may have outsider experiences as someone or thing is born, or decays, but rarely do we consciously narrate those experiences as they happen to ourselves. One narrator, a whimsical creature, traverses through and beyond our current reality, returning with a snippet or three of births and deaths. So sit, listen to the tales broke back by our faithful researcher, and hear what our births might have been like, and what the return to dust will perhaps feel like. Try not to have too much fun!