Kolo's Literatures
Warnings:
∗ Discussion of childhood abuse/trauma
∗ Suicidal ideation/self-loathing
Who would you have been, without everything that happened to you? What would you give, to become that person?
Story follows And The Thing About Being a Bug and House of Liars.
Warnings:
∗ Some talk of suicidal ideation.
So I asked again / when I get home can I build space?
And clear these ripples of disorder / and erosion, I feel nipping mad
Warnings:
∗ Animal death (they're hunting)
Did you know Prizma and Linija were big-game hunters? Yeah, I didn't either.
Warnings:
∗ Use of r-slur, copious swearing on top of that
∗ Vomiting
∗ God fucking damnit Prox the last story was so wholesome
Down below a statue, people stand in poses / Making good impressions, vertical delights
Dij makes a new beach to hang out with Kolo, Jedana goes swimming, Affine has a crisis, and Vodo runs a popsicle stand. It'd be a normal Tuesday if Mags knew what a Tuesday was. Probably.
For once there's no warnings or anything. Wholesome!
Warnings:
∗ Intrusive thoughts, suicidal ideation.
Warnings:
∗ The boys are... fight...ing?
∗ Every other insult out of Juice's mouth is sexual and implies sexual assault
Warnings:
∗ Kolo is pretty explicitly fantasizing about being abused as a form of pleasure.
∗ THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTIIIINNNNGGGG
Who are you, to think you get to dictate anything about anyone else?
Contains major violence and detailed gore. Please be wary when reading.
Sequel to Keep a Secret and Grieve in Blood.
Warnings:
∗ Allusions to Fucking™ but nothing explicit. ALSO FLIRTIN N SMOOCHIN
∗ Some violence & depictions of paranoia/anxiety
Dijamant drags Kolo and, accidentally, Zehneck with him on a personal quest of dubious importance. (Don't read the cast list... spoilers...)
Spoilers for Keep A Secret, The Vote, & What Will Happen to the Stories from the Bogs.
Warnings:
∗ Usage of: firearms, alcohol
∗ Description of vomiting
∗ Detailed gore/viscera
∗ Description of a panic attack
Tabel Ink discovers there's a little speedbump with his project, and sets off on a quest to fix it. He bumps into a few people on the way, including some new friends.
How long ago had the last round of this been, anyways? How many leaders ago had it been since he'd last faced down a jealous, angry mortal, desperate for answers? Two, three, four generations ago? Four thousand years, a blink of an eye in his life, a half-second, a shard of a shard of everything he'd experienced. How long ago had Narke cast him down, thrown him into the dirt to suffer for his precious mortals?
Kolo vs. intrusive thoughts.
More personal/a vent than anything else. Working through complex weird shit. I won't be bothered if you don't want to read this semi-ramble of a mess. Not really fully-thought-out. This is a lot of words to justify posting vent writing on Toyhouse (sweats)
"I think it's kind of gruesome," Chetyre awkwardly said, shifting to slide his hands into his pockets, watching Linija flop onto the highest stair. The birds still chirped, far overhead, circling in the small clearing. "The idea that power has to be tied to... death like that."
Spelta Triticum and Caerulea Nymphaea catch up after the judging portion of a Competition.
...and you'll keep the peace.
Sequel to Grieve in Blood. Spoilers for said story abound, of course.
Followed by House of Liars.
Warnings:
I don't know how to say this nicely. Not for the faint of heart.
∗ Blood/gore, described in heavy detail and a major feature of the story.
∗ Sexual themes; nothing explicit happens but heavy implications and thought process.
∗ Possessive, creepy, potentially-disturbing lines of thought.
This story is meandering and confusing to read.
You're hurt! You're full of blood!