Pleasehelpme Stories

don't go insane... please don't end up like me. I beg. don't go insane. "he" knows when you do. "he" will come for you to, "he" likes to haunt the weak, my diary here will help you if you ever become a victim to "him" please don't go insane.

Art cover by @R_Evade on Pinterest!! This fanfiction may include: slight violence, mentions of sh, suicide and more. Inspired by @Gumi_PNG and someone else who I don't remember their user. I made this fanfiction because I've been inlove with the handsome, oh-so charming Rebels... And yeah. So like, Reader x Rebel, basically since I'm an absolute simp who definitely doesn't goon to Rebel <3 jkjk enjoy the fanfiction lol.

So I'm making this as a like help wanted ad for me because I have so many book ideas and no computer to type with so if anyone wants to help me I would appreciate it

hey yall! im a New writer! this book is gonna be some poems maybe, about traumas some stories some conforting stuff im Here to help people and make them feel better!!! baii bai!

𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎~ 💖🌸

Please help

You had always loved music. Singing, dancing, listening to or creating music. Not once has your love for music faltered. You had always wanted to show off your talent. And university gave you the opportunity to do just that. ...but along with this, also comes many simps and people after you. But hey! Who's complaining? The more the merrier. Modern AU Genshin Impact + Honkai: Star Rail x Female Reader (Reverse harem) euphony: the quality of being pleasing to the ear. ♡

There's a killer on the loose. But it's not who you think it is. In the big city of Treeme-Stayt, where the mushrooms have eyes and some people have no faces, there is a killer on the loose. And that's very unusual. It was very hard to kill someone, anyone, in Treeme-Stayt. It's far too difficult. But lately, people have been disappearing every week. Basha and her friends are trying to figure out who is the murderer. Especially Basha.

-Random short stories or quotes I probably wrote during class Criticism is welcomed as long as you aren't targeting work just to be rude, otherwise I'm okay with whatever.

I'm taking an advanced English class and I HATE writing poems because I suck at it, so I figured I could post them here and you guys can tell me how to make them better and improve on it, if I write short stories for this class I'll also post those.

(REMINDER: GLITCH'S AGE IS UNKNOWN, THIS STORY, HE IS 16) ⚠️SWEAR WARNING!!!!⚠️ Y/n is having trouble with her life, she has anxiety and trauma. When she starts a new school at Like An Rat High, she's prepared for trouble. On her way to math class, she met Glitch. AND SHE CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM! But, when Y/n is being hurt more and more every day, can she confess love before the day she moves?

I'm not sorry

anavrin.

Dude this is a fucking amazing piece of literature hey dont knock it till you try it

uhh yep. thats all.

A short story about an arrogant musician who falls into oblivion. Inspired by the Magnus Archives. I may or may not work it over and/or extend it, this is mainly a practise to improve my writing and my english, constructive criticism and suggestions are always welcome.

[cover by @Allium687 (or just Allium)] [ORIGINAL STORY BY SMAJOR_ (aka me), CREDIT IF REUPLOADING] In the world of Zanazath, a darkness has fallen over the Amba region has fallen under the control of the Davrain, the Deity of darkness. With only one way to stop them, but the way was almost impossible...right? ~ 5 regions, 4 hero's, 1 villain. The Amba region, the one of Atavan's, the horned. The Cavanta region, the one of Ravaei's, the winged. The Lanivan region, the one of Lãnea's, the humans. The Othaerni, the one of Cancian's, the demons. The Abonvarni, the one of Dievian's, the minxed. ~ A D&D inspired original book :)

Magie Morel was just a normal girl until a certain person came to her class, but as a new student. What will happen, will she get involved with them? Or just leave them be?

Bishes be wilin in the graet suburbs of West carolina Her mother, An immigrant from Norwegia had come to the great suburbs of West carolina to start a new life away from the bickering and constant drama at the st. Jude's hospital so she left those losers to the great suburbs of West carolina to have a way better life I swear. But one day all that changed when suddenly after taking a mean right hook everything changed and suddenly her hand had a mean right hook and the hook could throw hands. suddenly...

The title basically says it all, but a more in depth explanation: Hisoka loses a bet and has to work at McDonald's. It's very sad. Alexa, play despacito. Am I making a story because it's 2 Am and I want to procrastinate writing my other one? Yes, I am. Thanks for noticing! :D Please don't read this. It's going to be terrible. You're going to regret it. ... You're going to read it anyways, aren't you I hate my life. Trigger Warnings: If you're willingly going to read this you don't deserve trigger warnings I own Hisoka. I own McDonald's. You own nothing. I have stolen all your possessions while you were reading this description. Including you walls. I ate your walls. You deserved it.