Kritty Stories

(Cross posted on Ao3 as alenoah_real) Kritty one shot fic!! Kitty is very much a picture person, but Crimson? Not so much...

"Get in the pool." "No." Jaren stares, unblinking, heaving a sigh. "You fly out here and refuse to dip your pinky toe in the goddamn water. The fuck kinda holiday is this?" --- This was written, uhhh, 2019 at some point.

In world where angels and demons exist, jaren and John are two different people. One's a demon, one's an angel. A war is starting between heaven and hell. John and jaren were best friends. One day John changed and jaren took notice. He realized that his best friend was gone. Please read :3

================================ His obscured eyes met with the brown ones of the platinum-haired man by the name of Kryoz. Up close Smitty could see all the beauty marks littering the man faces, he could also see the flecks of green surrounding the man's pupil and the hint of a smile on his lips. ================================ A Collab between COTwild and I. KRII7Y!

"I promise you I'm not crazy. I promise I don't belong in a mental facility. But for a second you have to believe me. I see things. No...not just any 'things', I see...wings. Normal people walking around in your eyes, have wings in mine." "What are you talking about?" "I can tell if you are going to heaven or hell by the wings on your back. If they are white and beautiful, heaven. If they are red and torn, hell." "Wait so you know where I'm going in the afterlife?" "No..." "No?" "John I have no idea about where you are going! That's my problem! In all my years of living I have NEVER seen a person without wings." "That's why you chose me?" "No John. That's why I fell in love with you." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Warnings: Language, Suicide)

Kryoz and Smitty are driving home for Christmas in very heavy snow. When their car slips off the road and they're left stuck in the middle of nowhere in the dark, Smitty wonders how he'll ever make it through until morning stuck in such a confined space with his friend, especially when things start to get delicate. "Everyone has that feeling. It's always been there and it will always be there. A moment you'll never forget, or a feeling you'll always want to." - Please do not use my writing without my permission i.e. in readings, videos etc. My stories are entirely fictional and do not represent nor reflect the people these characters are based on. Asides from that, I hope you enjoy some badly-written, extremely tropey winter angst! - mj