Procrastination Stories

This is probably just me insulting the things I like in stories Or about anything in general like pet peeves, character arcs, and etc. Don't take this personally if you actually like the things I give my opinions to But it's your choice like how you don't have to read this description. If you like, you can give your opinions on this book or like the announcement thingy on my account or something(I literally don't want its called) Anyways don't mind my bad grammar and enjoy.

These are just characters I made Update: I'm redesigning them and making them look different then before And adding new information and removing odd ones So don't be too surprised. Update again: This is just an archive now, most unlikely to come back to this but I'll take it off of drafts now. { WARNING! } They might look weird to some of you, so if you don't like them, then leave and don't comment destructive criticism to me I'm only looking for constructive criticism to improve. Also the cover isn't mine, and I don't know who owns it. Just found it on Pinterest

The scars that aren't visible are the most painful, you can never prove their existence. Can't prove that they're hurting. Then comes a time when you can't decipher if they're actually real or just a fragment of your imagination? And by then, you don't really care anymore. You're past all that. All you do is, yearn. Yearn for something real. Something that feels real, not just there. Something that may pull you back to reality. And the truth is, It never comes. The words unsaid stay echoing in the abyss of your mind. Mixing with your hopeful imagination and creating a delusional reality. Making you uncertain about life itself. Original. Copyrighted.

Tom Riddle x OC So many OCs that should just be put all into one story. All rights for everything but the plot and OCs to J K Rowling. Please read the introduction it's very informative. Also, these are like full length stories that range in many parts to just one long part. A diverse range of characters, and you can finally find all that Tom Riddle fan fiction that other one shots are lacking.

I fidget with my hands

Just a bunch of drawings in my various of sketchbooks. It depends on my mood. I procrastinate a lot and just having a piece of paper and pencil soothes. I like art but never took it as a subject for GCSE's or A-Levels. So I really am shitty. So enjoy??? Leave a comment if you liked it and suggest other things for me to draw???

Random Imaginations is my first poetry collection of my new Wattpad account, @DonJuanMarco. This poetry collection will contain 40 poems whose subjects range from love, desire, anxiety, feelings, from light and dark feelings. Anything under the sun and moon, the randomness of my imagination to express what my heart desire is crafted through words. My hope is that you would enjoy the 40 poems that this poetry collection will have. That the words would stir feelings in you and inspire you in your life. Who knows you may also craft your feelings into words. I would be very happy if my poetry inspired you to do so. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, every Saturday and Sunday, 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

Hi! Nice to meet you :) Do you feel like you're wasting your potential? Do you want to improve? Then welcome! Let's pursue and achieve our goals together this year!

This is made purely for fun, so don't take it too seriously. This will be unprofessional, poorly written, cringey, disgusting, offensive, stupid (POSTAL MOVIE REFERENCE😯🤯🤯🤯🖕), and whatever else. (And yes the book title is also UNHhhh ref.)

Aliens arrive. Every life on the planet is drastically changed over the next few years. Hannah, an English school girl is amoung the first to be taken. She doesn't understant what's happening, but she will find out. Marcus, a New Yorker whose parents are divorced and his mother busy at work often, he sees the abductions as they happen, and when they stop he's left on a planet with no infrastructure and the only law is a loaded gun. Jenny, a girl recently diagnosed with cancer, she barely notices anything beyond her own life, she doesn't even see it coming until the take her. Suddenly the cancer is the least of her problems, it almost becomes a positive in comparison. Lily. What to say about Lily. A girl that doesn't think twice about leaving her father behind, and is closer to her girlfriends family. Meek and mild, she lets everything take over, but her girlfriend is less accepting. These incredible stories helped document what happened in that dark time, and how we reversed the tide.

Thomas Underwood has been seeing shadows in the trees above his yard. In the veins of the leaves, and the fractured conjunctions of their branches, and the gradations of the sky above-- faces, and eyes, and a kind of dull, formless malice. Where, in the synchronicity between our minds and the world, hope and despair, light and darkness, do we consist?

I overthink, therefore I have anxiety. A collection of short poems reflecting about the writing process, procrastination, and neurodivergence.

A simple story about meeting with friends.

It's life anyway...

Purely from her imagination, yet it still haunted her after it ends. |H.Hyunjin, edited 2022|

Short stories

Ok, so I keep procrastinating putting these poems in wattpad so I decided to make a mini book of the poems I never put on here but meant to.

These are ideas I have for future books I want to write but most likely wont because my brain is such an a-hole to me. They most likely will be fandom based an I'll let you know If they are not. A lot may be Ghostbird, but that's just cause I love the thought of someone having multiple people to be there to support and love that person even though they have something that makes them different from the "normal/average" person. If you would like to use an idea, let me know. Fandom can be easily changed/added/crossover. If you would like me to actually try writing the story, just comment and I will do my best to check frequently. It's most likely going to be the worst book you've ever read.

Every day after school I would walk past the music store. It was in a sad state that store, decorated with cobwebs and dainty little vines climbing all over. To be honest, I didn't even know how it was still open. Day after day, not a single person went inside. I didn't go inside either. ***