In the World of Toys and Guns
Night-terrors sure are fun. Time has gone on, but Mello's guilt hasn't left his side.…
SiblingSatan
Nursing on Destruction
Mello and Matt fanfiction showing their friendship together from the start at Whammy's to the very end. Some parts are more chronological than others. Matt and Mello never really had what they needed, and being together would never make up for all the things they lost when they were so young, so they have the need to nurse on chaos and destruction to distract themselves from what's really going on and to feel something, anything, except for the truth pulsating in the back of their minds. No matter how much they love each other, no matter how they succeed in their evil plans, they will never feel better. They will never have their lives back. (Matt and Mello are two characters from the most amazing anime called Death Note. If you do not want spoilers do not read) (The cover is NOT MADE BY ME, I have no rights to it. Until I can make my own cover I am going to put it on here. This amazing art was made by akane:truth )…
Short Stories
Just a collection of a bunch of small stories that are semi-poetic that will never be continued.…
Shadowed Souls
Shadowed Souls watch you in your everyday life. Their everyday "life" has no life in it at all. All the ghosts and shadows can do is watch life pass them by, YOUR life, while they are stuck forever in this new reality. On the outside, the Earth is a sparkling shell filled with life. In the center of it all, there is an ugly core, filled with all the atrocities of humankind. Even deeper in the core, it is dark and rotten, filled with those who either deserve to be in there or don't deserve it at all. There is no way to leave the Otherworld. The only thing to do is sit in self-loathing and hope someone else fucks up their life worse than they did. No shadowed soul can pass on. There is no way out of this "life". Except...if at the time someone died and became a ghost, that someone was born in that moment. That ghost can live again.If they ever meet.…
Poetry Book Thingy???
Random shit my brain comes up with that might be interesting or will just be nonsense rambling. I realize this is not a very appealing description. I am a pansexual, demisexual transman with fibromyalgia, epstien bahr virus, scoliosis, fatigue disorder, weird hip rotation, and a spinal herniation that leaks onto the nerves of my feet and my legs, so it is really hard to walk. I am in a wheelchair when I go outside, and I am in constant pain. I can walk around the house a bit but that's it. For months I was stuck lying in bed all day and night doing nothing. I also have OCD, PTSD from my father, trichotillomania, manic depressive disorder, depression, severe anxiety, autism, and ADHD. So life has been a huge struggle, so I guess I probably have a lot to write about that might be relatable to people out in the world, so I'll just put it out here.…