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!

Learn more about the Four Realms A collection of vignettes about some of the lives that people live in the fantasy world I have created. Not a story in the traditional sense but rather an insight into the world through ordinary people's eyes. The cover image, of a bronze dragon making it rain "On the leeks but not the wheat" relates to the first snapshot, but does not belong to me.

and when you lose it all, you finally find yourself. - #losing_a_best_friend

Another drabble. Definitely quesitonable content. No, not like that. Well, depends who you ask. But once again, another slice of life featuring our favorite blonde singer running around on a stage in sparkly boots. *Note: This is a work of fanfiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. *This is an original work of mine. Please do not reproduce or copy this story in any way. Any evidence of this will be reported.*

After the funeral, Alice learned that her mother never loved her father.

graced poetic rambles & what-not. lower-case intended.

"I was coughing violently, my lungs protesting, and my head sunk low, short strands of hair sticking to my cheeks with blood. I wanted to be gone..."

A year and a half after Stede and Ed reconcile, they make time to visit Mary and the children on a secluded beach. --- Just a sweet little epilogue, a happy ending to salve the soul. CW: References to Ed's depression.

A bizarre collection of short stories inspired by a single word (the title of each chapter). Lengths can vary and most are dark, but some are humorous with a little romance, and slice-of-life sprinkled in (genre in title).

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕, . 　⁺ 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. ⁺ . ✦ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪɢɴᴇᴛᴛᴇꜱ ✦ . 　⁺

This is a collection of poems and snippets of stories written by me. All of the writing is purely experimental so feel free to give constructive criticism in the comments. Hope you enjoy and look forward to future poems and stories. :)

Everyone gets the feeling of emptiness at some point in their lives no matter how successful they are. This is a compilation of four slice-of-life stories, which revolves on the feeling where you keep searching for something or someone and follow the stream of consciousness of the protagonist with a really optimistic ending.

A short story. I found the first story in my Google Drive story dump, so don't judge me :)

Just a book I wrote for English full of Vignettes. I might add more later but yea.

collections

5 Differents Story to make you enjoyed its beauty on their lives and things you need to do, enjoy and learned more.

this is a vignette I wrote in my english class it made my teacher cry so I suppose I can share it with the world. it's from my great grandmother perspective I believe she was about to be 98 at the time i chose to set the vignette.

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.

A series of vignettes of different boyfriend/husband scenarios with our favorite town outcast~ || This is a female!farmer x Sebastian, and to make matters easier, I'll just make this another juliverse tag. Galaxy Farm's future never looked brighter~ __________________________ Mature for my bad mouth~

Who is Mystia?This a series of short stories about Mystia serving grilled lamprey to various 2hus. Each short acts as an introduction to the 2hu Mystia is serving, while peeling a layer of Mystia's character. One by one, they collectively answer the question: "Who is Mystia?" (Only chapter 1 will have OC. The rest will have no OCs beyond background characters)