Greyscale Stories

I don't own RWBY, any of its characters, or any of the art shown in this story. This story is an act of Fan fiction and can thus be judged, but not sued, it is also non...

**Previously tilted: TGS Great Adventures: The Story of Fairytopia** The world of Fairytopia and the lives of it's people, as well as the kingdom of Taiyō and Lunalia, a...

A world where everyone is born in pairs, and can feel their soul mates physical pain as well as their strongest emotions. However, they can only see in monochrome until...

This is the way I experience color; as more than just a hue. As school subjects, Days of the Week, or foods, textures, and emotions.

in a world where everyone lives in grayscale, until they fall in love. book one in the colours series, may be read out of order

yeaaaaah this'll get updated later when I'm more awake because it's currently 12:35 at night when I'm writing this but prob won't be out till later lol

When a kitten is born without greyscale vision, and in fact more color than human vision, the owner finds a way to communicate with her and to find out her special abili...

he always saw the greyscale before his eyes. never before did he see one sight of colour. or he has the greyscale and needs to find his soulmate to see colour. soulmat...

Just random doodles along with traditional drawings and my digital drawings. The first batch of traditional drawings are from my mid Highschool days. All the digital dra...

It's literally just my characters insulting each other in a loving way.. Except Goldfur, they all hate Goldfur.. Very much so

"needs more random marks, more energy!" ~my art teacher a messy charcoal filled art book

what does the title sound like? exactly.

Rosalind Jones hates hearing about other's love stories. She never realized how much she's missed out on, until she meet him. Will she be able to see the world different...

Valued at nearly 400 million dollars one of the world's largest and rarest pink diamonds, the Aetherius Aurora was stolen from the BNP Paribas SA bank in Paris, France...

When we live to be remembered we are left broken. Once apart we drown deep near death into the world of the forgotten. Memories fall rampant and burn through flame befor...

Don't slip. Don't slip. Don't slip. These are the only two words that have been running through my head since I had begun running. It had just finished raining when I le...