A journal of One-Shots for a range of fandoms, including Sherlock, Doctor Who, and Dan and Phil. [Some may be inappropriate for younger audiences, due to triggers or other things.]Requests will be accepted and attempted, so let me know if there's something you want to see. Likewise if you have any criticism or improvements. Let me know of your thoughts and feelings, whether positive or negative.…
As the name would suggest, this will just be a collection of my miniatures, inspired by various writing prompts I have found from online. Some may be in my fandom oneshot stories also, if they link better there, but they'll also be included here. :) If you have any prompts, or suggestions for what to write, I'd be open and eager for that, so please don't hesitate to ask away! * Disclaimer: *Where possible, I will attach the prompt as a media on the corresponding chapter, or give written acknowledgement of where I found them. However, if I can't find a saved image, or I can't recall a location for a prompt, then if you know where I've found it or who made it, then please let me know, and I will add it immediately!…
"Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." ~Leonard Cohan.So, this is just the 'ash' of my life. The muddled thoughts I've formed into words and verses, rhymes and lines. Some may be pitifully bad, the product of swirling thoughts and late nights. Others may be softly striking, whether it be to the heart or to the eyes. But they are my creations and I love them equally, for they are the words that speak my mind. *Trigger warning - contains depression/self-harm/suicide and dark themes. But also hapy ones!*…
"It's then he tells me; I've been nominated. If it was voluntary, it wouldn't have been so bad, but it's not. This, is bad."It is the year 2241. Riots are life. Death is more common than breathing. The Kouncel have come up with the way to quell it. A de-sensory maze. You go in. You can't touch, you can't smell or see. It's dark and silent. All you can rely on are your subconscious senses. The feeling of being watched, the tingling of closeness. And you have to fight to the death.To win is to prosper. To be rich, famous, happy - and not just for you. For friends, family, relatives.There will be one person from each Domane, entered. And one only to win. And Kristofer, must be that one.…