Crimson Hands (LOTM Fanfic) - Leonard centric
- Reads 30
- Votes 0
- Parts 1
MatureComplete Mon, Oct 13, 202550m
"Poetry is the art of using one's blood as words."
The truth is, Leonard Mitchell does not like the colour red.
---
A dive into Leonard's emotional and mental state at key events throughout LOTM until the end. His crimson journey towards grief, loss, moving on, pain, suffering, trauma and hope.
--
Suddenly, Ma'am Daly's voice echoed in his mind.
"Don't you think the red colour of the gloves looks romantic? The things we do for love, all wrapped up in our hands, coloured with shades of anger, pain and guilt."
Leonard had scoffed back then.
"The love we have for the world, the love we have for our ideals, the love we have for our people... it's lovely to wear this in our hands and be reminded of why we fight."
"It reminds us of our strength."
Leonard didn't say it, but in his mind, he added -
"And our weakness."
--
No COI spoilers please.
Mild trigger warnings for mental health things (Grief, mourning, trauma, PTSD, small OCD mentions) but otherwise, it's just Leonard going through his emotions as he advances + his interactions with the people around him at different stages of his life.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Where There is Desire
There is gonna be a flame, where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned. Hello Reader. If you came here to read a story about magic or princes and princesses, you are reading the wrong story. This isn't a story about the power of friendship or good defeating evil. And it doesn't have a happily ever after. This is a story about a normal kid. There is a boy, his friends, his villain, and his other villain: himself. Josh planned to make that year the best ever. He'd just gotten better, had new friends, left his bullies behind. But he didn't expect Ronan. Trigger Warnings!!!!: Grooming, Sexual Assualt(?), Nightmares, Panic Attacks, non graphic descriptions of blood, non graphic descriptions of vomit, sexual harassment, therapy, non-consensual touching, implied self harm, implied suicidal thoughts (let me know if I missed something but I think I covered it all) Characters and story line are my own. Don't use them for other things. Haters, go away. If your going to defend the 'villain' get out. Those comments will be blocked. Title comes from Try by P!nkComplete
Always light the candles
We are too drunk and he is too close and even though we are in a room full of people, we are too alone. -------------------------- Notes: This fan fiction is dedicated to people who have experienced loss, people who were bullied, who struggled with their sexuality and or their race. People who use humour as their coping mechanism. People who feel like outcasts and freaks. People who fell in love with their best friends. You are not alone. You are Albus. And this is our story. It is also dedicated to grief, for showing me the true price for love. And most importantly dedicated to my one and only best friend. This story would not have seen the light of day, had our paths not diverged and our friendship not quietly scattered to the winds. In the closing of chapters, I made sure that the echo of our promises that we once held were not just words, but something truly heard. I will never not think of you during storms. Make sure to leave your thoughts and enjoy ;) This story can be also found on Ao3.Complete
A heart Out of Reach || GAY MXM ||
The sacrifices he's made for a love that may never be returned are slowly destroying him. °°° Philip, an embodiment of dominance and cruelty in high school, carries a dangerous secret, one that could further strain his already fragile relationship with a cold, powerful Billionaire Riff who, for the first time, made him feel small.. Hatred became obsession. The boy who never flinched at violence now finds himself paralyzed by fear and longing for the one person he can never have. He clings to every scrap of attention, no matter how cold or distant, in the desperate hope that one day he might be seen, cared for or loved by him. His life spirals into more nightmare when.... °°° "Please...." I whispered My hand reached out, trembling, as I tried to touch him, but I stopped just inches from his skin. I couldn't do it, terrified he'd pull away. I let my hand fall. "I love you," I whispered again, "Please...Just something. What do I have to do for you to hold me?" ___ This isn't a typical story where characters fall in love quickly! Content Warning‼️ This book includes depictions of drug use, peer pressure, non consensual situation, and other sensitive topics that may be triggering or upsetting to some readers Please note that I do not condone or encourage these actions in any way. They are just fictional narrative, and I believe anyone involved in such activities should face legal consequences or seek help. Readers discretion is strongly advised! Read The Tags!
Vexatious Passion
"Oh! Poor poor Syrene in a lovey dovey relationship with her prince charming, isn't it babe? You thought you'll come and deal my life and become the heroine .You will Kill yourself, then your friends and family will pull you to life by a magical resurrection spell. That ain't gonna happen girl. I don't care if I have to go to jail but I won't let Ray Bateman to be happy after what he has done to me. Let him take care of Hope for a while now. I have done enough." (Corrine couldn't finish her sentences.....she screamed in anger..) Ray Bateman is from a modern royal family. His father has been dominated his whole world. And that met him believe that he is not meant for love. Ray pushed himself throughout his life from reality check. Syrene never dreamt of a fairytale.She kept her feelings behind her carrier. Syrene and Ray falls in love deeply. Then a dark past flashes on them.....Complete
CHRONOBREAK
It's funny, really, how silence hums when everything's dead. How the city still flickers like a bad dream you keep trying to wake from, but it won't let you. I used to think color could fix it. Make the ache pretty. It's all my fault. They look at me like they already know how it ends. And maybe they do. Maybe I do too. If I just stop thinking, if I just, one second, no more laughing, no more ghosts, no more her, no more- ...footsteps. No, that's not, that's not fair. No one comes here. No one ever- But the sound's real. Soft. Careful. To not scare the dark. I turn. It's him. Older maybe. Or maybe I just forgot how his eyes looked when they weren't angry. My breath catches, like the world forgot to spin. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. All I can think is, why did you come for me? Or When Jinx hits rock bottom, Ekko pulls her back from the edge. In a world on the brink, can two broken souls find a way forward? 1# Timebomb
The Cruel Fate || It Was Written.
In the aftermath of unimaginable loss, Eleanor Kristen Ralph and Tristan William Hudson collide in a begrudging marriage, bound by a grandfather's final decree. Struggling beneath the weight of their shared tragedies, their union crackles with a volatile mix of animosity and buried longing. As they navigate a fragile alliance, their tumultuous journey unveils a tempestuous dance between bitter enemies and reluctant lovers. In 'Cruel Fate,' witness the sparks of a love born amidst the shattered remnants of their haunted pasts. In the shadows of his grief, Tristan Hudson prowls, a man driven by the haunting memory of a phone call that shattered his world. For eight years, vengeance fuels his existence, his heart encased in ice. As he hunts for the elusive caller, Tristan walks a perilous path, his chilling determination masking the storm of emotions within-a relentless pursuit that could either grant him closure or consume him whole. Eleanor, haunted by the brutal murder of her parents, wears a tough exterior masking deep trauma. Her cold demeanor belies a shattered soul, desperately seeking solace amidst the darkness that engulfs her, a silent plea for someone to rescue her from the haunting memories that torment her every step. Started: August 11th 2023 Finished: December 9th 2023 Published: December 11th 2023 Rankings: #40 in Emotional Journey, 25.04.24 #3 in Cruel Fate, 25.04.24 Published again: 26.10.25Complete
Chances Of Truth ☑️
"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................Complete
A Promise To The Beloved...The Threads Of Fate ✓
"You see him as an heir of your empire and not as a family member. All you care about is the inheritance and not the child. If all you want is an heir then why not marry someone and produce as many heirs as you want." She stopped as she narrowed her eyes at him. And then with a mocking expression she continued, "Or is it that you are unable to Re.Pro.Duce??" seeing the angry flush on his face her heart smiled with satisfaction. But before she could celebrate her little victory against him he pulled her from her wrist and she collided with his hard chest. Snaking an arm around her waist he held her tightly as she struggled in his hold. "Don't play with fire, Ms Lilly Jones or don't complain to me later if you end up getting burned." "I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you." she spitted. "The feelings are mutual then, sweetheart." he smiled. _______________ He married her to fulfil a promise he had made long ago. She was supposed to be a bride in name only, a wife just on papers. Then why he felt an undeniable hunger in him every time she met his gaze. Desiring her wasn't a part of his plans. He has never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. And that's where everything started to take an unexpected turn... Started on : 27 Dec 2020 Completed on :12 March 2021 ------------- Word count : I'll tell you when I'm done counting 😪Complete
There is gonna be a flame, where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned. Hello Reader. If you came here to read a story about magic or princes and princesses, you are reading the wrong story. This isn't a story about the power of friendship or good defeating evil. And it doesn't have a happily ever after. This is a story about a normal kid. There is a boy, his friends, his villain, and his other villain: himself. Josh planned to make that year the best ever. He'd just gotten better, had new friends, left his bullies behind. But he didn't expect Ronan. Trigger Warnings!!!!: Grooming, Sexual Assualt(?), Nightmares, Panic Attacks, non graphic descriptions of blood, non graphic descriptions of vomit, sexual harassment, therapy, non-consensual touching, implied self harm, implied suicidal thoughts (let me know if I missed something but I think I covered it all) Characters and story line are my own. Don't use them for other things. Haters, go away. If your going to defend the 'villain' get out. Those comments will be blocked. Title comes from Try by P!nk
More detailsContent Guidelines