SapphireBatWings's Literatures
Idk felt summer-y decided to make a beach AU.
Bennikar was born a bat, via a questionable experiment he became a teenage boy.
Blood
Serial Killers
The town of Sixxton is plagued by a notorious serial killer, the Pestik Pitchfork. Andy makes highly controversial songs covering the murders in real time.
Dani seeks to preform an exorcism in a town that loves its demons.
Religious and Cult themes
Death and Blood
In a medieval world where castles tower, modern technology brings demons from the future to possess the living. Kisle is tasked with exorcising these demons.
Twenty-four siblings live in six houses. Twenty-four to monitor, safe-guard and breathe life into each hour of the day. Keres of dark hour twelve and Zapgelium of dark hour three believe that they were born to the trickiest two hours; hours where humans are particularly prone to mischief and shenanigans beyond their understanding. Their brothers and sisters just don't understand how taxing this is.
Chrysanthemum for devoted love, longevity, happiness, and loyalty. Pink lily for purity and fertility. Daisy for innocence, birth, and new beginnings. Dandelion for healing, hope and growth. Wisteria, lilac, bluebells, tulips; intelligence and luck, youth and joy, humility and gratitude, and care and affection. Creeping plox, ferns, yellow roses, clovers, jasmine, zinnia, carnations, gardenia, iris…
Augyst pulls his truck into a gas station parking lot in the middle of the desert. Worker 602326 gives him one of her UFO talks again, but God forbid she ever give him her name.
Truaze and Lilianna take Bellazhanna to the rollar disco to help her forget her troubles.
Mentions of drug use and booze.
Going to a concert from the point of view of someone who has amusia and just is not into the scene.
- Needles
- Medical Proceedures
- Drug Use References
- Abuse/Manipulation
She lays herself on her stomach, lifts her tank top and rests her head on her arms. If she is lucky, Nikita will use the anesthesia. Most of the time she doesn’t bother. She doesn’t think that Outer Galaxians can feel things. She forgets that Eshelle has a human form with human nerve endings. She can understand pain just fine.
And there are those moments before the storm. That duration where wind can be felt on the bare skin of cheek and foreheads. And the shift that it brings, when one can taste the charge on their tongue. Zakka can feel it right to her core. Thunder has been rumbling over Josie’s cornfield for the better part of the morning, always distant, always waiting. Never seeming to grow closer.
- Eating Disorder (Anorexia)
- Depression
- Self Harm
- Drug Abuse
- Suicidal Ideation
(TW for Eating Disorders)
She should sleep until her bones are all that is left of her.
She thinks that she is getting close.
She should sleep.
Deep in the city of Seuthix art and music are the life blood of its citizens. Life is a kaleidoscope of creativity, texture, and sound and in the hectic blur these textures and colors take human form.
On a small island the coconut season is in full swing. Makani has always been told to never let a single coconut go to waste. But what happens when he doesn't heed this warning?
A body spasms on a cool metal table. Each jerk, each twist is mesmerizing. A dance almost. She has seen it time and time again for centuries, aeons possibly. And yet it never happens quite the same. Each creature has its own choreography, she thinks of gathering several at once to watch them writhe in synchrony. She wonders if they will feed off of one another. If this being part of a herd will affect the quality and style of dance. She wonders about a lot of things.
Deep within the forest there are four packs bound by an agreement. Each will have its turn to hunt. At the turn of the season the cycle moves forward.
Everyone has a weird cousin, Mothmon comes to realize that he is the weird cousin; what kind of cryptid prefers bright sunny beaches?
Her mind is host to many manners of evil. A darkness so intangibly vile. An enigma with such a profound twistedness. Since taking root so many decades ago, has grown impressively. It keeps growing. Every day, spreading like a bloodstain on ancient parchment. It swells at such a rate she has lost track.
Drug mentions.
Metal band AU
The crowd is alive under the pulsing blue lights. They strobe and flash in rhythm as the guitar wails. Zakka’s voice resounds around the venue like a silk blanket wrapped around tinkling wind chimes. It is accented by Bellazhana’s soft soprano opera and Hypes alto opera. The audience repeats the vocals back to them, mostly out of tune, but with such passion and excitement that it doesn’t matter.