Maggot Stories

{Inspired by Unsainted by Slipknot} -World War II AU- ❝I didn't come this far to sink so low, I'm finally holding on to letting go.❞ Triggers: major character death(s), violence, gore, and swearing/curse words/homophobic slurs

He is in your heart. Cherish the jaundice.

Just a Chris Fehn thing.

This story is how I wanted to have slipknot be created. In this book I made up the events that happen. Some may be true and some may not. This book is In Corey Taylor's perspective and it will show you how Stone Sour was also created. If you have any request or want to be shouted out PM me. I may be doing doing books in the other band members perspective I will just have to see how this goes. PLEASE COMMENT FOLLOW VOTE SHARE! Also, I suck at grammar and I don't have WiFi so I may not update often but i will always be writing. -stay sic <3

i have no motivation so this is gonna have like one chapter lmaoooooooo

amazing and well researched document about how julian and megan get married 🥸

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔼𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕒'𝕤 𝔼𝕡'𝕤

What happens when the one animal that cant go into extinction actually does? Humans are now going extinct and the zombies are taking over. Rapidly like a virus if only there was a cure. It's survival of the fittest now.

(!not my art!) a story about a family trip with a dark turn

Do you not feel him crawling about with ever increasing activity? Relishing your putrid state amid the decayed skin, empty arteries, and hallowed eyes! Sometimes its better not to come back.

(Student/Teacher) I am stereotypical. I'm blonde. I'm slutty. I'm a cheerleader. I'm treated like a princess. But have you ever had the revelation that you hated yourself? I assume you haven't. Not many people would ever admit to not being able to stand being themselves. But I embrace it. I can't stand being myself. I don't want to be. Every day, I wished to be someone different. That wish never came true. I wanted to hurt myself, lose myself. And all this changed because I was failing geometry. It all changed because of Evan Schott. ***To be rewritten.Read at your own risk.***

This was a poem I create in a creative writing course in Fall 2015. In a class workshop, I knew I was on the right track when my peers were visibly disgusted as they read my poem. The title, "Atrophy" is a highlight on how the poem is about something degenerating or deteriorating. I chose it more in the sense of the decaying of bodies through age, illness, and death.

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING FOR PEOPLE WHO DO NOT LIKE THE FOLLOWING: Gore, Blood, Organs, Guts, and Torture. New part will be uploaded often, mostly when I'm bored.

A baby maggot is borned