BitchCraft
- Lecturas 455
- Votos 55
- Partes 19
Rambles about people, places, historical events. Delivered in the most Indianah-Esque way possible: on the internet, written in a way nobody truly understands or cares about.
Hope you enjoy
No I don't..
These opinions aren't even fully m i n e.
Todos los derechos reservados
#605
the1975
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
![[kodachrome]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/353007492-256-k353702.jpg)
[kodachrome]
Life is as intense as you allow it to be. Some people bring overwhelming joy; others leave wounds that never fully close. [kodachrome] is a journal born from that intensity, where healing through words becomes the only way to survive what cannot be forgotten. Rather than blurring pain into shades of gray, this collection paints it in color: memories, almost-loves, resentment, longing, and the quiet aftermath of heartbreak. Like a kodachrome photograph, each piece is vivid and emotional, preserving moments that shaped a soul in an era filled with sadness. This book contains poetry, short stories, and intimate reflections, written as an act of release, a way of forgiving without forgetting, of remembering without losing oneself. * Mostly fictional, inspired by real emotions and past experiences. 📌 https://pin.it/56l6eI7mQ![Out of my house. [Craig×Tweek] [ OLD ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/308604528-256-k688606.jpg)
Out of my house. [Craig×Tweek] [ OLD ]
« Since when don't we hold hands? Oh, we used to do it all the time. And now I'm here, in the car, thinking about how much time has passed since I last told him something so simple, but so true. When was our last 'I love you?' » Tweek decides to go live at Craig's house to escape the abuse from his parents: things are great and his relationship with his boyfriend couldn't be better, but one day he receives a weird letter . . .Concluida
Is This Forever? (Butters X Kenny)
Butters used to go about his life any other way. He got up, went to school, went to work, and came home. Everyday at the same time. One day, his parents decide to get a divorce, and decide to send him to boarding school. While it should have made him feel something, it didn't. He didn't think he was feeling anything. All Butters could do was smile and nod. That's all he planned on doing. {This story has so many trigger warnings, I CANNOT 😭🤚 I'll put a warning js to be nice tho 😉}Concluida
𝐵𝐴𝐾𝐸𝑅𝑌 - 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬
𝐲/𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰, 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰 𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲. . . . 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫..
Build Me Up
Just a Bunny AU NO WAY 24K PEOPLE READ THIS OMG THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!! (Forgive me I was young and edgy but thank you for all of the support :)) Cover is yeonovvi's No one pays attention to Butters and no one realizes what he is going through. However, Butters believes that no one cares about him, but that doesn't mean he won't care about anyone else. He wants to help people the best he can, and he doesn't want people to suffer as he does. Instead of causing chaos, he goes around helping people. Even late at night, he helps each of his classmates and leaves little gifts or pieces of advice for them, totally anonymous. Little does Butters know that someone wants to be there for him like he is for everyone else.Concluida
𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚
𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆. 𝑰 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆; 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅. 𝙄 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙦𝙪𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒Concluida
Short Stories
Almost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness, murder and neglect. Please read with caution if you are sensitive to these topics*Concluida
Poetry of Death
"You kept saying that you would never die, that you would live forever. But here you are, and here I am. Isn't it funny? I'm here to take your soul. Did I mention, I love my job? Oh right! I never told you. I'm the reaper who will reap your life." By M.E./ Viklaw and T.L./ Shyama_Ismae.Concluida
Life is as intense as you allow it to be. Some people bring overwhelming joy; others leave wounds that never fully close. [kodachrome] is a journal born from that intensity, where healing through words becomes the only way to survive what cannot be forgotten. Rather than blurring pain into shades of gray, this collection paints it in color: memories, almost-loves, resentment, longing, and the quiet aftermath of heartbreak. Like a kodachrome photograph, each piece is vivid and emotional, preserving moments that shaped a soul in an era filled with sadness. This book contains poetry, short stories, and intimate reflections, written as an act of release, a way of forgiving without forgetting, of remembering without losing oneself. * Mostly fictional, inspired by real emotions and past experiences. 📌 https://pin.it/56l6eI7mQ
Más detallesPautas de Contenido