Vignette Stories

These are just small pieces of our days. Bus rides, cold mornings, the kind of talk that slips out without any plan behind it. Nothing big. Nothing that would matter to anyone else. Just the things we noticed before they faded. I wrote them down here because, well... if I didn't, they'd vanish quickly like a wave of the sea does. One moment they're right in front of you, and then they're gone, tucked somewhere in the past where you can't reach them anymore. Maybe putting them here doesn't save anything, not really. But it lets me look at them for a little longer. All I can do is catch them for a moment - the light, the voices, the way the city feels when it breathes - and leave them on these pages. These stories were ours. These quiet seconds, these almost-forgotten scenes. But, it doesn't matter because they belonged to us for a moment. And now, they belong to you for a moment too. PS: I'll release this on Royal Road! Stay tuned! :D

At the edge of the Yorkshire moors, a guarded drifter seeking quiet redemption takes work at Wuthering Heights, only to become a silent witness to Catherine Earnshaw's unraveling, and to discover that in a house where love is a curse, the only true escape may be surrendering oneself entirely to the land that devours them.

This started as a reply to a comment on a YouTube post, which eventually evolved into a full blown one shot about the cover art you see here. I hope you enjoy it. Original art can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/limbuscompany/s/6Z8pVhwxyN Limbus Company is not mine and is owned by Project Moon.

Motivation is the key to success. Everything can be motivation

Presenting you'll, Memories - a collection of vignette shots narrating the life sequences of various individuals reminiscing all the "Memories" as they embark life; sweet at times, bitter a little in their sea of world. Achievements ✨ 🔥 #1 in vignette - 02.06.2021

A selection of vignettes describing the beauty and majesty of the land of Switzerland, as man comes into contact with ancient forces of the land long buried.

I came back; I'm going to start posting my original work on wattpad again. The flaps are open to those who would like to read, and the book can be put back on the shelf to those who would not. I sure do hope I don't have to deal with plagiarism; It's never easy. This is Shade of Clouds. Welcome! Similar to The Bunker, this will serve as writing's keeper; my journal, a vent book, a notebook for my thoughts, my poems, prose, and vignettes (short stories)! --- published on: May 2020 plagiarism practicers will get dunked on with a bOnk

Crunchy characters baked with love.

I made this character and wrote these pieces for my creative writing class. I figured I'd put them here so others can read them. Who knows, maybe I'll write more stories/vignettes with her if I feel like it and people like her. About her: She's 18, has an older sister who's 4 years older, and has some mysterious powers up her sleeve. She's not the best at using them, though, so she only does it when she feels she has to. Side note: I used Murasaki from Senran Kagura (specifically Peach Beach Splash) to try and create what she looks like because I can't draw. Rainy is an original character with her own personality, I just figured it'd be easier to use Murasaki to show a basic concept of what she looks like than to use mods in Sims like I used to do for my RP characters.

A selection of atmospheric vignettes set over the course of a year, tracing the slow mending of Sanemi and Genya's bond. From awkward lunches and sunlit gossip to feverish nights and hard-won apologies, these moments explore what it means to be brothers-even when words fail.

Just pleasant stuff

A collection of my original vignettes.

This is a story revolving around Melanie Martinez's album called Crybaby. Check it out, you may like it. The book cover art goes to the respectful owner(s).

One day I sat down and spun a story to the stars above. Hoping they can keep a secret. But the moon, that traitor, turned around and told you everything I said. About you. And about this world. All my little idle thoughts grew roots and flesh. Now, knowing this, will you turn towards me? x x x A collection of (love) poems in prose and, occasionally, short stories.

A collection of short stories and flash fiction pieces. #1 in Flashfiction 25th May 2023

Five year-old Josh Lyman pulls out one of his grandmother's scrapbooks and finds out about the biggest wedding in 1924 Westport society.

My observations of the people I have come across in my life. Real people.

Basically a dump for all my story fragments that I found no use for, but don't want to erase off the digital plane, or a place for all my one-shot stories.

Stories wrapped in writing that I can only hope is enough to stage them. None of these stories have endings. They're all just snippets that are a part of a bigger, incomplete story. This is mostly for me... but maybe it can be for you too.

What if we die first?