This is just a place where I'm going to abandon my discontinued fanfic and also unused story ideas. Feel free to use the plot in here. This place might be disorganized though.   *You may not credit me for the story ideas, unless if you copy the whole sen

A quick short story I wrote to mark the end of Jongpril. I was really missing him so I decided to go ahead and write this story I had been meaning to write for awhile. I personally don't think it's triggering, so I wont mark it as such so people wont have to subscribe in order to read it. But it does have a subtle mention of dec. 18, just as a warning. It's meant to be an inspirational and uplifting story and I hope whoever reads it, enjoys it and feels a sense of warmth afterwards. Thanks fo

Forewarned: I at writing descriptions...** In a dystopic South Korea, a new government has risen. The New Order, or NO.  A controlling dictatorship, NO has cut Korea off from the rest of the world, but is slowly spreading out, seeping into other countries. Their only hinderance is the rebellious group called BTS.  Seven friends joined in this group with the purpose of taking NO down once and for all.  And then the youngest, Jungkook, is taken by NO

You, Park Min Hee, an average schoolgirl who gets decent grades from here and there. You are a really nice, innocent, and sweet girl. Even though you are nice doesn’t mean that you’re not tough. You know how to stand up for yourself. You’re not afraid to say what’s on your mind. You are known for being a smart aleck and straight forward. As mentioned before, you are an innocent girl meaning you’ve never

You have 59 seconds to live, starting the first word ago.

This is not Sparta, this is art.

A fictional officer's thoughts during the Holocaust.

What is a woman? To me, a woman is I. And sometimes, I just dislike women.   No hints of feminism here. Just all the s

Fire. One of the most powerful findings of man. The foundation of many other inventions of modern time. Without it, would we have been anything?

Let me bring you back where it all started. Where I started. Adoption. It's a part of me that I can never run from. Because my past r

If all smiles meant something good, why, we'd be the luckiest planet in the nothingness of the universe. God wouldn't destroy us. Because even He wouldn't know we are all sinners.

Floods of thoughts rush into my head but I can only sift out small phrases. And I fear for the day when these thoughts will all stop.   Parallel to

I can't seem to keep myself away from poems. No matter how much I claim to not enjoy them. Maybe it's because like poems, I think in symbols, not thoughts.  

I never really liked poetry. And I don't have a flair for it. But here's more

Let us not befall. (To the victims our own worlds makes us.)

Poetry wrecks or heals the soul; a couple words can represent a nation. But inspiration powers the world.

This is a resource for all your inspiration needs. I will provide you inspirational pictures, quotes and lyrics. I won't ask you to credit if you get inspired, no. I will only ask you to upvote this story, while you can of course, and subscribe for more inspirational things.   When I find somethi

Some things are simply bittersweet. In Tiffany's case, everything is bittersweet. As this young girl sets her mind on one thing, a once horrible scenario turns into a grim reality.

“Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and

A seclusive being. A being whom works to sacrifice for the happiness of others. Or merely a being tha

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