Shikimari

 Forests are beautiful, pristine places. People could go and spend hours just walking through an unbeaten path, lost in their thoughts. The only thing they knew were the twigs and soft moss that littered the ground and the smells of earth, dirt, and peace. They didn’t have to answer to anybody and they could take their time inhaling the sweet scents of bark, listening to the birds chirp happily, and feel the wind gently ruffle their clothes. It was also a place where people could feel the crushing weight of being lost with no path in sight. The trees enclosed around you, becoming a canopy that made it hard to see and stood in the way of

    Underneath a street light on a deserted highway, there stood a person. Nobody could tell anything about this person. It was dark whenever she showed up and most people only caught a fleeting glimpse as she passed. It left a chill but they shook it off as the AC or the weather. Soon the memory was clear of their mind and she went on their way. Nobody was ever unlucky enough to catch more than a short look.    That was until Eleanor.    She had been frantically driving. Her parents had been getting on her last nerve. It had been a while since she had come out as transgender but it never got easier. Her parents acted like they were fine wi

    This is the second part of the commission I made for R-Tillirey (https://www.deviantart.com/r-tillirey).    When you think of a person as missing, mainly you never think of your own kid.            Well, Rob and Dawn never did. But Summer had yet to come home and it had been days since she had mysteriously disappeared. The first night they didn’t feel worried, she had done this before so they knew she would come crawling back. The second night they still didn’t feel scared for her. The third night when they really started to think, “Did we lose our only daughter?”            Now it had been almost five days and Summer was a no show. Obviously they we

Supernatural fanfiction 5037 words Commission for Dhawk16 (https://www.deviantart.com/dhawk16)    It was a normal day in the Winchester house, well more like motel room. It was more home then anything as they had been there a week, a record from how they always hopped around. It was normal, for them, as Sam woke up before Dean to go for a run, something Dean could never understand why as he woke up around eleven on a good day and poured whiskey into his coffee. The stark contrast set the two apart.            The only difference this morning was that Dean was up at eight, Sam was sitting in a chair by the window, the curtains drawn as usual, typing furiously on his laptop.

A long time ago Like, last week, There was a man by the name of Scully He liked to drive Driving was his favourite thing His favourite place was the dirt road Behind the forest It was so nice and quiet; he loved it But on this night He didn’t like it   Because out of nowhere Something stopped his car  -gasp- Out of nowhere is jOHN CENA

A long time ago Like, last week, There was a man by the name of Scully He liked to drive Driving was his favourite thing His favourite place was the dirt road Behind the forest It was so nice and quiet; he loved it But on this night He didn’t like it   Because out of nowhere Something stopped his car    Out of nowhere Gallops, darts, and dashes   A creature six feet in both size and height,   Wearing a man’s top with a hide of red   And a horses bottom of black It snarled at Scully,   Scaring him so much The eyes were crimson The face left no room for happiness This creature was out for blood And Scully was its t

This is a commission for R-Tillirey (https://www.deviantart.com/r-tillirey) so I hope you enjoy this! ----------            Nobody really thinks, “Yeah let’s run away from home” one day. People just do. This was what Summer was doing right now. Her parents just didn’t get it.              They wanted her to be a straight A student and she got that down pat. She was good at school. But her mother, Dawn, wouldn’t let her wear different make-up, different clothes; she was even forced to watch a certain channel for “educational purposes”.              She hated it. Summer wasn’t the goody-goody little girl her mother and father liked

            Escaping from the people chasing you is always the hard part. In something like tag, the best thing you can do is run and hope for the best. But when the game of tag you're playing is considered to be life or death; it gets a little more complicated.            Currently, James was sprinting through the woods, hearing the people that had been keeping him for months shouting and cursing at him as they tried to keep up. Some people were slowly gaining on him but that spurred him forward, running in a zig-zag pattern that had people struggling to not hit the trees, rocks, loose dirt, and the miscellaneous things all over the ground

            Man, Gorgons were hard to find. Perseus had to find the head cheerleader Medusaf or the king though; he had gotten into an argument since the king was getting married and he expected a present from everybody but Perseus was poor, what was he supposed to do? So he pleaded with the king that he would get him anything he wanted, and the king asked for Medusa’s head. Kind of weird but you don’t question a king.      So off Perseus went to find the scaled, snake haired Gorgons he had heard so much about.    It wasn’t an easy task, he was walking for days just to find where they lived. Of course, they lived out in t

Being gay isn't the best thing in Japan. At least that's what vibes Tsuna got from his parents were giving off. 'He was young and energetic, just lost in his thoughts', 'he was going through a phase', 'you will get over this when you meet the right woman' were all things he had heard from them and he didn't really appreciate the salt he was getting. He didn't really have people he could talk to since he was bullied, not badly really but people didn't talk to him because he wasn't great at school too. People did know him from his mother though since she was so nice and sociable and he looked a lot like her, the same big brown eyes, same light