~ FLYING GO BRRR ~
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  • Reads 11
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 1
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Jan 19, 2022
*I COULDN'T FIND THE ARTIST OF THE DRAWING SORRY
  [ DON'T KNOW IF THE NAME ON THE DRAWING IS THE ARTIST IF IT IS CREDITS TO ✨ UINROOTS] 
Ghostboo my beloved-

anyways~ this story has nothing to do with the dsmp. It does have something to do with ghosts tho!
This story is just something that popped up in my head at night. [but like- the character is mainly inspired by ghostboo tho]
Tis' is basically a story idea I wanted to do and experiment on :]
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12 parts Complete Mature

(Warning: This story depicts subjects of violence, suicide, etc. If you aren't comfortable or are triggered by these subjects DON'T read this story! Thanks ^^) This story is based off a concept a friend of mine has, there's going to be a few fanmade characters for the story to spice it up a bit. All art are mine, I'll try to make an artwork for each chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it. Now for the story description thingy that isn't actually a full story description(?): "Be happy, Emerson. You've been looking so sad all week and we miss you being happy.". Emerson suddenly feels a bit frustrated, the sleep deprivation isn't helping, "Guys I'm seriously not sad, I'm just very tired. How come you guys are going to immediately assume my depression is getting worse? You guys always get me this all the time when you suspect it so don't play dumb.". Remington gives a dramatic sigh and Sebastian shakes his head a bit, both of them seem set on Emerson just being sad. Yes, he did give the impression he was but that's to hide the truth. "You lose sleep when your mood changes sometimes, ya know..", Sebastian states, in a very broad manner. Emerson looks down before glaring at them, "What the h-ll?! I'm not sad!". "Then what is it?", Remington asks in a rather frustrated tone. Emerson waves his hand upwards, "Don't worry about it right now, I'm not ready to talk about it.", He says. He then walks out and goes to his room, setting the box of chocolate on his nightstand. His gaze turns to his bed where Clockwork lays against his pillow. [Warning: This story has been discontinued and there will be no more updates.]