Bleh Stories

Yap yap yap yap yap Will either be updated every second or once a year. Who knows? I don't

Hi!! This is my art book, if you couldn't tell All art in this is made by me (except for the cover that's from the Webtoon Nevermore!! Please check it out all the characters are so well written, and the plot and story is awesome and the art is absolutely BEAUTIFUL) Drawings will include stuff that I'm into at the time (OCs, random things idk) I barely update anymore, sometimes I will usually I just forget to update There's a bunch of random doodles too Also I don't really like the beginning drawings that much so sorry if it sucks at the start I promise the art gets better NO REQUESTS Hope you like!

Hi gays! I just wanted to make a random book LMAO- Anyway IDK yeah- Baiii (COVER AIN'T MINE)

The contestants and hosts in BFB and TPOT are all campers on a camp called Camp Dream Island now, and there's also assigned leaders, or cabin leaders this time! What will unfold during their time at the camp? Will friendships be made? Who knows!

this is a book of random shit

𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 ------- 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙖, 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚.

Here when I'm bored I suppose

Basically one of those "A LOOK IN MEH MINDDD" books. I don't really care if you read or not :3

WEHHHHHHHHHHH

me talking about me, even though no one will really care to read it. let's get personal!

my art n stuff. \(°w^)/ The cover is by the awesome @HarmonySoul

this is a story about Geo a distressed teen who doesn't trust anyone until he meets a a guy who just moved named Mark the Markiplier

a detailed, imaginary world that is thought to be more beautiful than it really is. -poems and prose and short stories TW: mentions of suicide/self harm/violence. Please be cautious.

This story is a story based in if Katniss never volunteered to save Prim. Basically the rebellion never happened and you see the story based through the eyes of another. This is also a love story between a tribute girl and a capitol girl.

Any girl of sixteen always dreams of getting her first "serious" boyfriend. So she can actually experience the hard grip of true love. But Miss Victoria Night has already had that feeling for a while. But even though she's already felt that strong emotion, she's never experienced something as strong as death in it's cruelest form- when it takes away the one you feel strongly for. When death's hand claims Jack Sommers after Victoria moves away, she's crushed. But not for long... Because he's began reappearing and it's not in his normal form. He seems a little... transparent. Aren't ghosts transparent? AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story will be updated every day of October because it is my "October story." The date in the story is not the same date as the chapter. Each chapter title is the date it was posted. Then you'll know whether to expect another update that day. This story is in the Watty Awards 2011. Your votes/tweets/likes/comments/fanning is very appreciated.

Xayah Rose DeVore was 22 years old when she became pregnant while still being a virgin. She had no idea how to raise a kid or who the father was for that matter. All it does is mess up her chance to live a normal life anymore, or does it?

It was a rush of hatred mixed with sarcasm that killed her. One bullet to her chest and then another and another, until she slouched her way down to the floor, covering the white walkways with red. Her now leaving me in a cold trance at the tiny framed friend of mine on the floor, well that is until I looked up to the barrel of the gun pointing at me now. My heart clenching together underneath my skin, pulse raising as I attempt to make sense out of all this, and the brief illusion of a shadow on the wall behind her, all tease me when I’m trying to think if this is all true. That’s when it happens; his dark hair flowing in his eyes from his lack of going to the hair cutter and his violet eyes deepening the stare between the two of us. Don’t shoot! I’ll do anything! Just don’t kill him. My thoughts scream at me, making my line of concentration grow slimmer with each word. Tears begun to fill the bottom of my eyes, my throat closing to the full extent, my ever so calm hands were trembling at my hips and the requirement of breath vanish from my lungs. His hands run out to calm this girl, speaking softly and letting her know that it will be alright if she simply lets us go. And just as she starts to give in to his pervasive act, the fire alarm sets off, sending her in a protective fury of gunshots. Hitting him dead on. Felt like a bullet to my heart.

My first story...yay! its a self insert thing💀 Sorry if it's cringe, and sorry if it takes a while for me to update it😭 (None of the characters (except for Evelyn) belong to me!)

haha FUNNNY