Bored Stories

Hi! Here is some story openers and short stories that I wrote somewhere from the depths of my mind and may continue to update if inspiration strikes me to write more. Some are short since they're really standalone or WIP, feedback is appreciated and if I feel like it I might consider continuing that story :p

A Forsaken ONESHOT book that includes my own headcanons. Sometimes it might contain inaccurate personalities that are outside of Forsaken. Hope you enjoy this book!

Peter Parker. Spiderman. We all know him. We all love him. But Peter doesn't know that. What he does know, is that he is useless, a waste of space, nothing, an idiot, a screw up. He is constantly told so, constantly reminded by every mistake he makes, every person he meets. Sure he has his friends, but he doesn't deserve them. They're way too cool for a guy like him. Nobody loves Peter Parker. Our poor little adorable cinnamon roll doesn't even love himself. So when will Peter find someone who loves him? DISCLAIMER: Don't own characters or cover art, but I do own the plot. Updates every 1 or 2 weeks

Jisung answers a call that wasn't meant for him. Minho stays on the line when he shouldn't. Some mistakes feel like fate-until they hurt too much to keep. Cover art by @vversaceprince (love you!!) No reuploads. I do NOT authorise redistribution of any of my stories to any other sites.

<<<<It's Forsaken Oneshots >>>>>💫 Fluff Angst Requests are open Note : I dont do reader or smut TW Blood Gore Death Self Harm Suicide Mentions -You are not alone- Notes - Please do not advertise your professions in my comments e.g discord links or accounts Grammar warning I may be slow because of Writers Block Research School (yes im a minor) Stuff Other books -ArinaLovesYou2

This book follows Allie as she navigates family tension, grief, and emotional attachment to Arlo, her brothers friend who gives her attention without commitment. What begins as harmless closeness slowly becomes a cycle of waiting, self-doubt, and emotional manipulation. In the end, Allie learns that moving on doesn't require closure, only self-respect.

poems of grief (all photos are from pinterest)

« She was a hurricane and he was the shy kind. She was sadness personified and he was 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 » Poems. Proses. Letters. I just wanted to post something. period.

Juliet is young, lives in the city, freshly out of university, and freshly unemployed. She doesn't know what to do, why, or how. She doesn't feel like she knows a lot of things. In fact, she doesn't feel anything. One afternoon that was supposed to be similar to all of the other afternoons, her body gets her into a city bus. She goes with it, and tells herself she'll get down at the last stop. But the bus doesn't stop. English isn't my native language, so feel free to correct me and help me improve my writing ^^ I'll be happy to take note of your propositions, have a cozy time reading my little story!

this is dedicated to my only one. happy birthday babes

Forsaken and Flicker based fanfiction (Because theres so many survivors i moved them to neutral) Tweaked a bit of stuff 3 teams , one will win Betrayal , knowledge and accusations that will cost a body bag Trigger warning ________________ Blood Gore Child Death Death Swearing Misinformation Angst

original story ideas that i have drafted. [ do not steal my story ideas as i've had them for long. ] [ i don't own filters used within the book ! ] ©heartsore- / bucky

I make a lot random art that I don't like, and I'll probably never show to anyone. So, imma just start dumping it in here instead of deleting it. I've made a lot of improvement since 2024, but idk..

mostly forsaken and some weird ass drawings TW CRINGE BLOOD GORE DEATH REALLY REALLY REALLY CRINGE DRAWINGS FROM CHILDHOOD BAD ANATOMY

how to find your mbti based on cognitive functions and how its absolutely a cheat code to life ! (you don't have to read all 30 chaps to get your type lol)

fictional diary (I guess) . (I'm not fluent in English, sorry for the grammatical mistakes; pic from Pinterest)

Midnight Poems is a collection of raw, haunting thoughts-written in the quiet hours when sleep won't come and the dark feels a little too honest. These aren't your typical love poems. They're messy, aching, and sometimes a bit twisted. If you've ever stayed up too late thinking about everything and nothing, this book is for you.

You can request for me to draw your OC :D all art is made by me including the title I'll put my tumbler, YouTube and Tiktok link in my description also give me ideas for a book :3

Here we go... You are going to see big changes in this book, also most of these drawings are used with references so credits to that ig

ᴍᴇʟʟɪꜰʟᴜᴏᴜꜱ (ᴀᴅᴊ.) (ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ) ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴏʀ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄᴀʟ; ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ. "ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ." "..ᴏʜ Qᴜɪᴛ ɪᴛ, ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴏ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ, ʏᴇᴀʜ?" "...ʀɪɢʜᴛ." 𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏... (ʟ/ɴ) (ʏ/ɴ), ᴀ ꜰᴏᴏᴛʙᴀʟʟ ᴘʀᴏᴅɪɢʏ, ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ Qᴜɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴘʀɪᴏʀ. ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ Qᴜɪᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜɪɢʜ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟꜱ ꜰᴏᴏᴛʙᴀʟʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴋɪʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴᴇ... ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ (ʏ/ɴ) ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴏʟᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇꜱᴛ ɪꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ, ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ʜᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ɴᴏ? ---------------- Status: ONGOING Started: 7/18/24 Finished: Updated (more accurate) description!