Tag "Angst" - Works and Original stories

It will always be like

"What was that, Clarence?" Meg asks mockingly, Sam and Dean have the same degree of complete confusion on their faces, and he has no choice but to laugh off a stupid phrase: — I learned it from a pizza delivery guy. Don't tell him about feelings for a demon that even he himself doesn't understand.

leave my home and my dreams

" And your lips were with the taste of mental disorders and imminent death . " They decided to leave everything as it is and let their lives take their course . Trusting to go with the flow , each time forgetting that only dead fish go with the flow . Some hope still smolders somewhere inside the remains of warm bodies . Rigor mortis progresses a little more , and the life that once raged here will forever leave this haven , a lost person .

The smell of human grief gets particularly stronger in the hospital at night. “...You are at the Advocate Medical Center Crisis Rape Center. My name is Tanya. I am a social worker, and I will accompany you until your discharge... An ambulance picked you up from the street, in the Boystown area. You were lying unconscious on the sidewalk, near the Fairy Tail nightclub; no outerwear, no pants, nor underwear… Curtis? That's your name, isn't it?" "My name is Ian Gallagher."

Daimonds are unique and rare anthropomorphic creatures whose appearance varies from human to bestial. Their abilities are also unique, but due to witch hunts, many of them were destroyed. Time passed, and stories about daimonds began to turn into legends, and the creatures themselves became a high-status item for noble people. This is where the story of Samuel, an unremarkable village boy, begins. What adventures await him along the way?

«I was dancing in this club... Blew guys for 50 bucks» «I danced in a strip club, and I worked the back of the house as much as the front.» Gorgeous art of FiloX added with arter's permission https://twitter.com/KittyconvoyFilo/status/1396351740258131968?s=20

Serene loneliness destroys him, but he is happy with it. He likes to watch himself fall into pieces. Why do you need happiness when there is pleasure?

Hua Cheng is an ordinary student at a Japanese school. No one is interested in him, neither boys nor girls. He didn't really interact with anyone except his two friends, Yin Yu and He Xuan. But one day he meets a man who deserves everything in the world. He needs a special person, worthy of him, who will always make him happy. And he clearly wants to be one of these worthy ones, but is afraid that someone will be the first. But don't worry, he won't let that happen, he won't let that happen.

Someday the end of the world will happen...

Once, a weak cat demon found its way into the palace and stayed there. Once, that demon lost its way in the gardens where he met an abandoned puppet.

In shadows deep, where sorrow weaves its song, A garden of despair, where hopes are gone. Beneath a moon of tears, the night unfolds, A tapestry of loneliness, in darkness holds.

In the shade of ancient trees, on the shore of an endless lake, stood an ancient castle, bathed in the light of the moon. Its white towers stretched to the sky, like mute witnesses of countless stories hidden in the depths of the walls. In this royal refuge, where hundreds of years have passed, the vital smell of antiquity and wisdom was melting away.

And the brilliance of the dawn Far on the other side of the earth Like Fata Morgana Reflection of the aurora

In the garden where whispers carry secrets untold, Flowers, withered, in sorrow's grasp they hold. A shadow of days gone by, draped in dusk's cloak, The agony of time, a powerless sorrow spoke.

"And I'm some kind of a wrong 'isekai' character. I didn't get any superpowers, the Eternal and Primordial Forces (exactly like that, all capitalized) don't communicate with me easily, they don't give advice, I haven't tamed any biju, I haven't even acquired much from Iruka."

In a corner of the dark alley, where the raindrops were crying with despair, there was a shadow. He was like a mosaic of the night, fused of dark shades and starry twinkles. His eyes, like two sparkling stars in a bottomless night, glided through the streets, absorbing every moment, like a passionate artist enjoying his work.

How difficult is it to grow up in a world where everyone except you has the magic of life and light? Loki can answer this question because he doesn't have magic at all. Therefore, when a dangerous flame lights up in his hands, he decides that it's his time to show what he is capable of.

In the darkness of the forest, the stars twinkled like tears on the black fabric of the night. The hunter, like a wanderer in this world of shadows, wandered among the trees, his heart beating rhythmically, as if calling him to dance with the ghosts of the past. His gun was his companion, but not his friend. It adorned his shoulder, but it did not warm his soul.

When the world comes to an end, you blame only yourself. You blamed only yourself for all the tragedies, and now everything has gone wrong again. What are you going to do? Whether you will continue to tread on the spot or not... will you start a new life?