I Hate Myself For This Idea So I'm Sharing This With You Guys

I hate myself for this idea so I'm sharing this with you guys

It is for a ship from Sofia the First which is Vivian x Sofia.

deeper context for why I hate this idea it involves suicide and death in childbirth (Sofia died giving birth to Melody) and self hate (Amber who took in Melody and allowed Vivian to kill herself)

If you can’t think of anything to say about a fic, writers also like to know:

- what time it is

- how long you’ve been reading

- how many chapters you’ve covered in the last 24 hours

- what you were late for because you were reading

- the woeful few hours you have left to sleep

- the emotional outbreaks you’re experiencing

- the inappropriate place you’re having said outbreak

- the general public’s reaction to your outbreak

- how much phone battery you have left

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶

Lost boy by Ruth B, Atlantis by Seafret, Battle Scars by Paradise Fears, I Found by Amber Run, and Ship in a Bottle by Fin

One-shot I wrote for calliette

Redemption (that never came)

Juliette felt anger rise in her chest as she drove the car away from the Burns' household. Calliope's words broke her heart and spirit deeper than anyone had before. Still, the anger dissipated, turning into a twisted sense of relief. Someone wanted to find out how to kill her when they already had the words that hurt more than silver on her skin. They burned like a blade slicing her heart while it was still beating.

Juliette felt the car swerve, aiming at a tree near the curb's edge. She slowly began to hear a faint scream as the car crashed and she knew it was Calliope who watched her crash. She felt her heart stop beating as she looked down she saw the outside of the car and felt the heat of flames.

Their love was destined to go up in flames like the car she is sitting in, letting the flames consume her.

Gay bean!!!

Tiny

After Three Years

New story I have planned

Blood and Sand

Sammy hummed as she carried a bale of hay to the cow pen, not noticing someone following her. As she placed it into the feeder she felt arms around her and a soft voice whispered in her ear "Hey Sammy" Sammy turned around and whispered back "Hey Yaz, what are you doing out here so early." It was around five o'clock in the morning and Yaz normally woke up around six. The girl replied, "Nothing I just couldn't sleep." They talked as they made their way back to the house as the sun rose over the trees.

As they neared the farmhouse something ran out of the bushes nearby and jumped on top of Sammy, it looked and sounded like a raptor but something about it was off in a way Yasmina couldn't describe as she tried to get it off of the Texan, it dug its teeth deep into Sammy's arm and one of the claws ripped into Sammy's side. As soon as she fought it off she was at Sammy's side calling 911 a hand pressing her sweatshirt onto the wounds on Sammy's side and arm.

The last fading words Sammy heard before slipping into unconsciousness were "I can't lose you. Not again. Please I can't live without you."

(Not that great of a first chapter but it's something.)