Ambiguous Stories

She's trying to keep Seven alive. Problem is... Seven finds that a torture. Unit No.07 has decided she'd rather sacrifice the rest of her life, and break regulations, for a single day on her own terms. Unit No.05 deleted the evidence - without being asked, which marks her as an accomplice. Seven already paid with her life. But Five just added hers to the tab.

She finds the flyer on her way home from her ex-boyfriend's place. Taped to the side of a defunct lamppost, decorated with crudely drawn rockets and stars and a single high-resolution photo of a catapult nabbed from offline. "Get ready to be rocketed out of this world!!" is the title, followed by a location and a number to phone. It's sketchy. Without a doubt either a cover for something, or made by lunatic. so. But Laurie - no job, freshly dumped, living with her parents and so bored that it's pathological - cannot find it in herself to care. --- Or; a woman is part of a space exhibit.

As humans, we have a tendency to leave things up to fate...if we don't get something, we deem it as something that was never meant for us in the first place. But what if it was meant for us, but we just weren't brave enough to decide and claim it?

Y/N was an exorcist-a weapon of divine wrath, trained to slaughter demons and return to the clouds. She'd never lost a fight. Never questioned her purpose. Never imagined she could be taken. Then Vox happened. The Overlord of technology, obsession, and control didn't want her dead. He wanted her his. A cage of angelic steel. A collar that punished disobedience. Hands that knew exactly where to touch to make her forget she was a prisoner. Weeks turned into months. Hatred turned into something messier. And when the next Extermination arrives-when a real chance at freedom finally appears-Y/N has to make a choice. The sky is waiting. But so is he. A dark romance exploring captivity, dependency, and the fine line between enemy and something else entirely. Status: Complete Warnings: Dark themes, captivity, psychological manipulation, stockholm syndrome dynamics, explicit sexual content, BDSM elements, humiliation, violence, mature language.

Sebastian Sallow POV One Shot He doesn't belong here. Not in the crowd. Not in the moment. And definitely not in what's about to happen. But no matter how much Sebastian tries to look away- he can't. Because deep down, he already knows: this is going to hurt.

What if truth was never singular? What if reality was not a line, but a fracture splitting endlessly into dimensions where the same idea becomes many, and many ideas become one? This isn't a book of answers, It's a trace of thought that refused to stay still after the question ended. Something that began as an exercise on paper, but didn't agree to remain contained inside it. Here, logic isn't a tool, it's a mirror that breaks when it reflects too much. The mind isn't one space, but a collision of invisible layers, where contradiction's not error, but structure. Truth doesn't stand, It shifts, reality doesn't hold, It multiplies. And the human being isn't a center, but a passage between dimensions of perception, memory, and thought that never fully align. These are fragments of something that couldn't remain a fragment. Paradoxical truths, written from the edge of a system that never finishes itself. And perhaps... from a place where finishing was never the point.

The story of Alex and Taylor, best friends according to Alex, and, in Taylor's opinion, barely acquaintances. Edit: Alex and Taylor were originally written as male, but since I didn't use any pronouns, you can envision them as you'd like.

A collection of short stories. CONTENT WARNING: Sucide, death, blood, violence P. S. This has no smut, nor is it spicy. Sorry guys 😔

Aku jatuh cinta pada si gadis jamur. Julukan itu didapat dari hobinya di setiap musim panas. Gambar oleh Nanasoon. Komisi oleh Y.

Kyle meets Death on a regular Monday morning. He vows to do what it takes to protect his friends, no matter how heavy the cost. Or Kyle gives everything he knows to save his friends, despite his needs. Because it doesn't matter what Kyle thinks, as long as they are safe. A South Park one shot about Death, and what really is the cost of a life.

Some regrets do not fade. They return, again and again, asking the same question in different ways.

Kyrie is a male 10th Grader. Or is he? On a random Friday night, Kyrie suddenly turns into a woman! From now on, Kyrie will face difficulties in his life brought upon by an overnight genderbend! Will he keep his relationships with his friends intact? Who knows... This was written as a diversification program by me. I usually write war stories, and stories covered in violence. This one however, is not. This concept is 100% new to me. I don't even like romance stories. Ah, well. I need to do this if I want to understand human emotion more. Note: Chapters 1-4 are unpolished as of now. If you're reading this, then I haven't fixed them up yet. Chapter 4 is one of the more "polished" stuff I've made. I still don't consider it as "up there" with the other chapters though.

If It Ends With Me is a slow-burn psychological novella set in post-World War II rural Vermont. Two veterans, Cordell and Leonard, retreat to an inherited horse farm believing that labor, routine, and isolation can restore what the war fractured. The barn-old, weathered, and familiar-becomes the center of that hope. At first, the land behaves as expected. The horses settle. The structure holds. But subtle irregularities begin to surface: unexplained pressure against the walls, animals reacting in unison, sounds without clear source. Cordell responds by reinforcing the barn, convinced that stability can be imposed through effort and resolve. Leonard, increasingly uneasy, begins to doubt that resistance is the right answer. As winter deepens, the farm grows more isolated, and the distinction between environmental stress, psychological strain, and something unnamed begins to blur. When the barn finally collapses inward under forces no one can fully explain, the men are forced to confront the cost of holding on too tightly. Told through restrained prose, the story refuses easy answers. It is less concerned with what causes the collapse than with what it reveals: about pride, control, silence between men, and the danger of mistaking endurance for strength. If It Ends With Me is a story about pressure-structural, emotional, and human-and what happens when something is pushed beyond the shape it was meant to hold.

A dysfunctional friend group searches for answers, truth, and meaning.

Have you ever been so obsessed with something you let time pass you by? Have you ever been so infatuated with something you forget yourself? Have you ever just wanted to lose yourself? Have you ever walked down 'The Never-Toned road'?

What goes through the mind of someone of few words but great anxiety when they're dealing with the aftermath of a scenario? For one unnamed writet it's just a big book of thanks, of bitterness and of the truth. They're afraid to share

He turned East or what he thought was East and took a step and then another, another, another, another. He stumbled and fell. Rahma yelped as his skin burned molten, angry, and raw. A shadow ran overhead, an owl on the hunt for its prey. Each flap of its wings caused a cloud of sand to leave the dunes and join the sky - a salvation Rahma was not privy to.

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life's ambiguities are about how we often live in the in-between - not knowing what's next, what's right, or even fully who we are. And yet, we keep moving forward.

This poem explores the metaphor of a ladder and using wordplay, making it relatively complex in its structure and thematic exploration.