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The Fleur family home smelled like boiled potatoes and desperation.
I stood at the kitchen counter, hands moving through the familiar motions of peeling vegetables while my mind wandered somewhere between this life and the last. The knife—dull, because we couldn't afford to replace it—scraped...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1: The Night I Gave Birth to Gods
Fingers numb. Eyes burning like I'd stared into the sun too long. May 1st, 2011—my laptop's clock blinked that at me before everything went to hell, but honestly, who'd been keeping track? Dad downstairs, probably conked out on the couch with the TV muttering some old Dockworkers rerun. Little...
Waking up tasted like copper and old fear.
Not the locker stink anymore—that had finally started fading from my hair after a week of scrubbing like I could wash the whole year away—but something deeper, quieter. Like the world had tilted half an inch overnight and nobody bothered telling me. I...
The bus rattled to a stop with a pneumatic hiss that sounded like the world's most exhausted sigh, and Taylor Hebert pressed her forehead against the grimy window, watching the gravel lot unfold below. Pinewood Summer Camp. Two weeks of forced socialization, bug-infested cabins, and activities...
Weaver.exe
Chapter 1 — The Voice That Rewrote Destiny
The dark wasn't silent.
Silence meant peace, stillness, a breath of quiet.
This was different.
This was alive.
A humid, festering breath pressed against my skin, thick with rot and decay. Every inhale scraped like sandpaper down my...
The sky cracked open above Namimori, and Tsunayoshi Sawada fell through.
He did not scream.
He did not flail.
He simply fell, X-Gloves blazing, the Vongola Sky Ring burning white-hot against his chest, Natsu's roar echoing in his ears like a lion cub's last goodbye.
Then the world shifted...
When I came to, the first thing I noticed was the hum.
It wasn’t quite thunder and not quite machinery—just a low vibration, steady as a heartbeat, somewhere beneath the rain.
The ground was soft under my cheek. Wet. I pushed myself up, fingers sinking into moss and mud. It clung to my palms...
Brockton Bay General Hospital — Two Days After
I wake to a heartbeat that isn't mine.
Too fast. Too wet. Too human.
Then the smell hits—antiseptic trying and failing to drown out something sour. Fear.
The heartbeat belongs to the girl I'm living in.
She blinks at the ceiling tiles and...
(Sorry I mixed a old edit n posted it and I keep posting the wrong one fuck here's the right one I made 100% sure this time)
Prelude — The Child Who Fell From the Sky
There were no witnesses.
No thunder, no screaming tear in the sky. Just a shimmer — the brief distortion of reality folding...
Decided to go a more fluff route than what I played...I planned to go pokephelia but decided against that today cause I can't write smut at all sadness
Threadmarks: Chapter 1 — The Convenience Store and the End of the World
The door chimed behind him.
> “Thank you for shopping with us!”
The clerk’s voice had that tired, over-rehearsed brightness that said I want to go home too, man.
Plastic bag swinging from one hand, Subaru stepped into the night air, humming a half-remembered anime opening under his breath...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1 — A Home That Should Not Exist
I woke to warmth.
Not the mechanical hum of a Rayshift chamber, not the sterile calm of a medical ward, not even the controlled quiet of a battlefield’s aftermath.
Warmth.
A blanket someone tucked carefully to my chin.
The tiny weight of Fou curled on my chest, rising and falling with sleepy...
I die before I realize I'm dying.
No drama. No slow fade. Just pain—searing, absolute—and the taste of iron on my tongue.
The car came out of nowhere. Headlights, a flash of movement, a woman's scream. Then the world shattered. My body folded wrong, bones breaking in ways they shouldn't, and I...
Chapter 1
The Poké Balls felt impossibly heavy in my hands. Not with weight, but with the knowledge of a life I'd never wanted, a future I had, in fact, actively worked to prevent. I, Thalia Clariday, turned mine over and over, the cool, smooth plastic a dull, familiar object. It was a product...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1: An Earthen Awakening(Revised)
Jacob's eyelids felt heavy, his mind a foggy haze until a sudden, jarring sensation of cold air and the scent of damp earth shocked him back to awareness. He inhaled deeply, the crisp oxygen filling his lungs with a clarity he hadn't known he was missing. When his eyes finally opened, the world...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1 The Unexpected Transformation(ai story test)
The wind howled like a banshee, tearing at Rain's clothes as they scrambled for cover near the base of Mount Coronet. The sky, a bruised purple, churned with a ferocity that belied the usual serene atmosphere of the Sinnoh region. This wasn't a typical mountain storm; this was something…other...