42 Stories

(Photo not mine!) Do not get mad at me you know what you're getting yourself into! Discontinued 10/07/23 [UK]

(TECHNICALLY most of the characters are from tdi but aged down a bit, but if you don't know tdi then you can pretend they're oc's)

Poems that I made up in 1 minute or less. They include: Random topics, inside jokes, references to our Lord and Savior Burt(the 13th disciple), and other random crap, idek. Copyright by 42 Burt industries.

Aleida Sanchez, a pretty regular teen (apart from the side gig as spiderwoman) from Florida's life changes when she meets Miles Morales after moving to Brooklyn.

မရေတွက်နိုင်တယ့် တွေ့ဆုံမှုတွေကလည်း ‌ရေစက်ပါပဲ ၊ နောက်ဆုံး ပေါင်းဖက်နိုင်မှသာ ဖူးစာလို့ ခေါ်ကြတာမလား..

june arrives to her new high school, where she encounters a meetings with a schoolmate by chance. a tws choi youngjae fanfic... maybe

Weekly Writing contest 42

In the bustling city of Metropolis, there lived a man named Oliver Drake. Oliver was consumed by a relentless obsession with money. He believed that wealth was the key to happiness, power, and success, and he would stop at nothing to acquire it. His every waking moment was spent devising schemes and strategies to amass more wealth, no matter the cost. Oliver's insatiable thirst for money drove him to abandon any sense of morality or compassion. He cheated, lied, and manipulated his way through life, leaving a trail of broken relationships and shattered dreams in his wake. Friends became foes as he betrayed their trust for the sake of profit, and family ties were strained as he prioritized his own greed above all else. Despite his wealth, Oliver lived a hollow existence, plagued by constant paranoia and fear of losing what he had gained. His lavish lifestyle was merely a facade to mask the emptiness within. But still, he pressed on, driven by an unquenchable desire for more. However, Oliver's obsession eventually led to his downfall. His greed blinded him to the true value of life, and he found himself alone, surrounded by stacks of cold, lifeless currency. In the end, he realized that true wealth could never be measured in dollars and cents, but in the richness of human connection and the depth of one's soul.

It's just me...