Hungry Stories

just a poem

A Tsukishima x Reader Angst - By C You clenched the edges of the bathroom sink, falling to your knees. The ambivalent emotions clashed against one another, tearing yourself apart. All the plans, choices, and future you thought you had under control were crumbling in your grasp, bit by bit. It was the distressed fear that burned your skin, igniting the pain locked beneath the surface of your mind. An indescribable torrent of insecurities, neglected, emerged inevitably, trapping you from the escape. You dug your nails into your pale skin, drawing blood as the shadows of the walls loomed into an abyss, but it wasn't enough to distract. The one lifeline that kept you afloat for so long had finally abandoned you to drown alone as you slipped into the empty nothingness, void of all but desensitized fear. Here, it was empty, and you sat there, unthinking, left with the shards of your reflection. They were splintered and distorted with the imperfections: the invariable number, your flawed skin, the bloated fat. You fruitlessly clawed your body to escape this grotesque creature, but, still, the pain was cancerous, splitting your heart into shattered fragments. You were drowning in the ocean of insecurities and self-hatred you created; drowning because of the weight of your expectations; drowning because of the burden of the fat. You couldn't think, not underneath the sea of panic, you couldn't. It was too much, and it was too late to reach the surface. "Stop. Make it stop. Someone make it stop," your voice cracked. Suddenly, you couldn't breathe anymore, a sharp throb breaching your chest. The thorns began to cut, shredding the paper of your reality inscribed with ink that muddled in a dark blotch. You had nothing; nothing to erase, nothing to have. Here and now, all you had left was the shards of your reflection. Highest Rankings: #3 in TsukishimaxReader #10 in Hungry (?? wtf ??)

im really not hungry, i drank alot today

My and my friend Chlovimac have teamed up for this book so go check her out!

《 i'm freezing and hungry 》 SMILE AGAIN SERIES #5 ⓒ hwani started/ 20180929 ended/ -

Becky and Jade are best friends who go and investigate a haunted house. It starts off as a horror story, but end up being banter

This is where I will post random stuff... .-.

I'm so addicted to every little thing you do.

Answer me this question; Have you ever just wanted to run away? Just to get away from all the bullshit people throw at you on a daily basis. The… the attitudes, the drama, the stress… everything thats bad in the word just seems to come down on you everyday. So you runaway. But what does that solve. Absolutely nothing. Maybe it solves your problems in the short term process but everything always comes around to bite you in the ass and thats what my past does. I advise all my readers to try and face your problems head on. But what do I know…. Im just a Runaway.

Abby's P.O.V : I was, without a doubt, the weaker of us two. We had joked around about things like this on end, but only because we never expected it to become a reality. We thought zombies were silly things created to feed creative imaginations. How could zombies even exist? How would one generate a human, yet not human, with a few less ordinary human traits and with a longing for actual humans’ flesh? Who said zombies wanted flesh, or even brains? We weren’t sure what they were after, but we didn’t want to find out, either. So when the undead, flesh-craving, humanity-ridden monster began striding toward us, I looked to my best friend in a panic, and watched her decapitate the monstrosity with a weed whacker. Life just got more interesting. Alicia's P.O.V : Somehow we only managed to live a normal life till we were fifteen. But during that fifteenth year, everything turned to chaos. The dead, they were everything but human anymore. But they walk. They bite. They kill and spread their disease to the unfortunate and the ones that aren't smart enough to survive. You know what they say, survival of the fittest. It isn't a joke anymore. This is a war between them and us.

Just a short short story:) POV: You're trapped.

In a valley on the brink of collapse, the Mirra family stands at the heart of an unravelling world. Caitlin Mirra, a healer's daughter, is pulled from quiet duty into chaos as monstrous beings called the blood-hungry ravage the land, razing towns and shattering order. While caring for her sick brother, Caitlin is swept into a rescue mission, guiding orphaned children to safety, unaware she's becoming a beacon of hope... or ruin. Her twin, Cesare Mirra, discovers a massacre at the Messi farm and rescues Patricia Messi, a volatile girl whose loyalties begin to fracture. Meanwhile, High Mage Hariwald is kidnapped and tortured by rogue mages, awakening forbidden powers, and a demonic voice that has long haunted him. After escaping, he learns he can command the blood-hungry and launches a dark crusade for power. As the north falls, refugees divide. Some follow the domineering Mayor Lonkil Lor, others rally behind the steadfast Clarissa Mirra. Floods, betrayal, and magical beasts decimate their numbers. Patricia, abducted by a Cockatrice, trains under a reclusive witch, then murders her to seize her magic. Hariwald's influence spreads. With a corrupted Inquisitor, he storms the capital and kills the emperor. Cesare races to recover ancient artifacts capable of resisting Hariwald, even as Patricia turns vengeful, attacking Caitlin's brother and father. Elemental forces, lost wards, and hidden portals hint at salvation, if unlocked in time. Now hunted across a dying land, the Mirra's and their allies must defy betrayal, black magic, and rising tyranny to reach the Lone Mountain, their final hope for sanctuary. But Hariwald is coming, and the price of survival may be Caitlin's soul. Comparable Titles and Authors:

Poems about food.

Writing my recipes that I deemed eatable and delicious.. in a way.

Poverty is no joke. it's so sad that normal people have to live like this, in fear, not knowing when they'll get their next meals. Some kids even get sold because their family needs money. This is depressing, so many people live their lives like this, 46.9 percent of our population is in poverty. Sadly this is the case with Maria Gonzàlez and her family. They live in Guatemala, Maria lives with her mom and her two brothers Mateo and Carlos. They live in a small run-down town in Guatemala. There are times when they don't have enough money.