histórias de Yūgen

• Note • This story contains compilation of a fluff and cute relationship that will never occur to us because we're hopeless as fuck. Also,dumb moments with a solid friendship and arcs that may seem weird. Don't like it? I mean as long as you know yourself that your criticism will only fuel my motivation to get better. Have a good day :D

the most meaningful things are said when one thinks the other is not listening. -Written and Edited by Taylor

Poetry, free writing.

× description × Nathaniel Kirill Asphobel is looking for café that he can apply to as a waiter,only getting rejected over and over again. When he passes by a silent street not knowing he's already lost a pot came down breaking in front of him and thus,meeting the owner of the Kibushi Flower Shop. Prime Sergie Barrenwort,Kirill claimed that he's a dense,overly confident and a fucking asshole who doesn't even know how to say sorry. Wishing they never meet again,those prayers got seen by god when Prime called him 3 in the morning to offer him a job at his flower shop. Will Kirill accept the job? ⚠ warning ⚠ The story contains inappropriate and disturbing scenes that might affect the reader at the age of 12 below. Do not read if you don't like boy's love or gory creepy shit. Read at your own risk.

A collection of poems from the haiku, sonnet, and ghazal forms written for as a foolish quest to bleed randomness into meaning and back again, just like this description you are just reading. In other words, this anthology constitutes my exercise in emotional and psychological enrichment through poetry for the sake of both the self and the academy (all of the poems were written for a college course), and each composition is a singularity capsule with their particular, open-ended purposes without any interconnected meaning behind them.

The wind howled through the hollowed bones of Greymaw Cathedral, its broken spires clawing at a sky choked with stormclouds. Beneath the shattered altar, a stairway yawned open - a gaping wound in the earth, exhaling a stench of damp stone and long-decayed flesh. Four figures stood at its mouth, their faces pale in the sickly glow of flickering lantern-light. No name was spoken, no prayer offered. Only the sound of steel drawn from sheathes, the brittle crunch of old bones underfoot, and the soft, steady drip of water from the stones above. Somewhere below, the labyrinth waited. And it was hungry. This story is part of a game I made at ichio available here: https://minenik.itch.io/yugen-mental

"Goodbye, Yūgen" Meraki, a young and once innocent girl has been swallowed by the enemy that is her saviour. What if your strength becomes your weakness as Meraki loses everything, including her memories. Throughout her battle, she is constantly fighting an unknown sensation she has towards a certain man and boy. The only two people she has ever been unable to try to kill. Where did these conflicting desires come from? Will she ever remember who the shadow in her memories is?

" i get so jealous because i know how easily replaceable i am. i'm nothing special " •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• all about me, i guess. rants, tags, whatever.

Quien dice que el tiempo y el destino no son aliados. Aveces las cosas mas simples tienen los significados mas inconmensurables. Lo que para unos es destino para muchos no es mas que una casualidad. Una Historia Simplemente INEFABLE.

Un trabajo de escritura, que me gusto mucho.

there's a certain comfort in sadness. it's familiar, warm and almost feels like home.

Sergey and Kauli live their lives on earth along with their human mother, Yugen. The two twins live their lives as normal teenagers. That is if you consider having tails and wielding enough power to level cities normal. When this half-Saiyan duo are expelled from their high school, due to Kauli's temper, the only school in the country left that would except them is in Satan City. Only problem is, Gohan attends that school as well! Will the three be able to become friends, or will Broly's influence prove to be a too hard to conquer?

just a collection of thoughts coming together.

Can I tell you something?

Hello people I made this book full of quotes for those of us that need a pick me up on a bad day. People that need an escape and need to feel wanted,love,needed. Or you can just come here and find a quote if you can think of book description. So yeah I'm kinda rambling so so ill stop here. hope you enjoy

I love the yugen of nature, the incredible feeling of the universe and how we fit in that's too deep for words. These poems of mine often revolve around nature, either as a metaphor, description, or experience. In sha Allah you all enjoy, relate, and reinvent my poems with every read and interpretation!