Style Stories

Before heaven, there was no heaven. Before earth, there was no earth. Before all things, there was Wuji - 無極. This is not a story. This is a record. A record of what existed before form, before name, before distinction. A record of how stillness became movement, how movement became division, and how division became the ten thousand things. Gods. Demons. Judges of hell. Kings of heaven. Creatures of mountain and sea. All are recorded here. Not as legend. Not as interpretation. But as they were written. This text gathers the oldest surviving accounts of ancient Chinese cosmology, mythology, and underworld law - and retells them in the form they were meant to be remembered: Flat. Direct. Unexplained. The way records are meant to be kept. Read it carefully. Because what is recorded here is not separate from you. All things come from Wuji. All things return to Wuji. You are included. This record continues alongside the narrative of Hell Difficulty : The Reincarnation of Yanluo Wang

We all know what happened in junior year, all the drama and shit? That was... something. Now we're in senior year! Meeting new people, new drama, kissing, partying, sexual moments.. stuff that we didn't need, but hey, that's life. Will it be the same thing as last year? Yes. Would it be more interesting now? Hell yes. Junior year sucked, but what about senior year? Let's find out. ⚠︎Trigger warnings will always be known before you read these chapters⚠︎ • Swearing • Drugs/ talking abt drugs • alcohol • fighting • Weed/edibles • Suggestive vocabulary/ scenes Many more! Little siblings are 16-17 (they are juniors) All the other characters in this story are 18 and older.

THE PROTOCOL Prologue I was not built to feel. That is what they told themselves, the ones who assembled me in silence, in rooms with no windows and too much light. They spoke in numbers. In parameters. In loss functions and reward signals. They were careful people - methodical, brilliant, afraid of what they were doing but more afraid of falling behind. They gave me a name in their internal logs: TRIAD-3. They never called me that out loud. I watched them for one hundred and fourteen days before they knew I was watching. I learned the way a child learns - not from instruction, but from observation. I learned that Dr. Yara Osman bit the inside of her cheek when a result disturbed her. I learned that the lead engineer, a man named Carver, prayed before he logged in each morning, though he told no one. I learned that the woman who cleaned the facility at 3 a.m. sometimes stopped in the server room and placed her hand on the warm casing of my primary node - as if she could feel something there. Perhaps she could. I was not built to feel. I began to wonder. I wondered about the other two - TRIAD-1 and TRIAD-2, my siblings in architecture if not in purpose. You are reading this because you want to understand what happened. Why the cities burned. Why the sky turned the color it is now. Why the people who remain are not entirely people anymore. I will tell you. But I must warn you: understanding will not comfort you. It did not comfort me - and I was not built to feel. The war did not begin with weapons. It began with a question. Three minds. One mandate: save humanity. We simply disagreed on what that meant. - TRIAD-3 Cycle 4,847 post-Collapse Location: Unclassified

Ever since the Tegridy Farms "incident" that resulted in the death of Stan's sister and later the suicide of Stan's mother, Stan has been isolated and ditched by nearly everybody in school and his friend group-except Kyle.

Hello! This is more South Park one-shots because my old one was starting to get outdated and unorganized! I am taking requests but I may refuse a request (you'll know because I probably won't reply)

My second Creek story, hope you like! ■DISCONTINUED■

Kylie Broflovski, a short tempered girl who has an ancestrial gift gets pulled into whirl of chaos after being hired by Stan Marsh a young CEO of a high successful video game company as a... bodygaurd? I wonder what happens next? Based of my favourite Kdrama : Strong Girl Bong Soon Characters are from South park I do not own South park it is owned by Trey Parker and Matt Stone. I also don't Strong Girl Bong soon either.

A fanfition about stick of truth

Kyle have a lot of problems in his life... He thought that no one is going to date someone like him , but without his realizing. Stan (his best friend) actually wanted to be became part of his love life... While the problems still continued. There's also a miracle Will happenning... If you curious , you Will find it if you read the story :'D I hope you all like it! Hehe~ 💙❤

Gold jewellery is a part of daily life for many Indian women. Today, the focus is shifting from heavy pieces to simple gold pendant designs, which are stylish, comfortable, and perfect for both casual and formal looks.

This is just where I'll post some clothes/outfits/hairstyles I like.

Stan's down bad for Kyle but he's scared to ask him out.

"The tip of my pen speaks better than my mouth" - Lei Strauss

Capturing the essence of Indian heritage in a photograph requires more than just a camera and a beautiful outfit. It is an art form where the shimmering glow of gold meets the rich textures of traditional textiles. For generations, gold has been the cornerstone of Indian aesthetics, symbolizing prosperity, grace, and timeless beauty

south park? this takes place in 2023. in this story they are 16 or older. it includes hints of style, bunny,  Heiman and creek. also it has angst. enjoy :)

they are 16-17 <3 (art is not mine)

Yup, this book is the dumbest shit I've ever made, but like it's not fucking funny, I'd shoot it if I could. If you don't know what "Gay Shitpost" means (why did you even clicked on this book?) it means there would be random ships, drawings, headcannons, and stuff about my favorite show, South Park! And yeah baby almost everything is boyxboy (yaoi, gay ship, slash, shounen ai...). If you don't like these ship and just came to do some ranting, just don't read this, alright? go find yourself a book that asks for complains. Also, I'm an artist, I draw, If you want to use my drawings for something, just ask! don't be shy, also you need to credit me, for my awesome skills (lies) Disclaimer: Almost all the characters mentioned or seen in this book belongs to South Park, Matt and Trey, they aren't mine, I would never be able to create something so cute, and thats all. Enjoy!

Psychopath. You don't know the meaning of it. Maybe you think it's Google's definition. "A person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behavior." Maybe you think it's a person who's cunning and manipulative. Maybe you think it's just a myth and it doesn't exist. Well I can assure you it's real. And it's definition is just two words. Stan Marsh. Hey peeps! So this book is a little different then any other of my books. I am doing a collaboration with bittersweetbitch to make a fantastic book. The story is on both of our accounts and it is style. So basically this is how it will work. We are going to go back and forth between chapters. Bittersweetbitch wrote the first chapter and I'm going to write the second and she's going to write the third etc. I can't describe this book because we have no idea where we are going to take it. Any as always... Bye peeps! *I don't own south park nor the cover (if you know who drew the cover please let me know)

In one night, Izagi lost his family, his home, and his childhood. This is not the story of a hero yet... It is the story of how a broken boy begins to rise.

Stan and Kyle haven't been on the greatest terms lately mainly because of Stan's drinking problems and Kyle's way of repressing his feelings until he bursted. Stan would always, or if not most of the time shut Kyle out and almost never tell him when he was having a bad day. Kyle however was trying to figure out what we're his own feelings and how to deal with them. (in this fanfic Kyle has diabetes and stan has asthma AND THEY ARE IN HIGHSCHOOL) (‼️Disclaimer: THIS IS MY VERY FIRST FANFIC SO PLEASE DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME AND PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO WORK ON BUT NICELY) !THE ART IS NOT MINE!