Fan Fiction

Fighting the Ice Vampire: Adventures of Samurai Santa
Directions for Learning to Unlearn and Navigating in coldest weather of hell> > > Remember these words> > . . . .looking through the eye of the heart. . . . . while visiting nihongo or Japan to give gifts to children during christmas, santa falls from the chimney of a house of samurai, hearing santa scream to the fangs of an easter vampire bunny of terror . . . . . . the famous words . . .
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne10 months ago in Fiction
👑✨ The Princess Who Refused the Crown, and the Prince Who Learned to Kneel ✨👑
A Romantic Fairy-Tale Story In the kingdom of Aurelion, bells rang for everything. They rang for births and battles, treaties and triumphs, sunrises and royal moods. Bells were certainty. Bells were order.
By Zidane10 months ago in Fiction
The Rising Floor
The Rising Floor My three friends aria Lucas, James and I went on vacation to Spain. We just wanted to take a break before school started again. But it was weird. The hotel was very big and tall, made of glass and metal. It had screens everywher. The doors opened by themselves when you walked close to them. I’ll be honest—at first it felt cool, but also kind of creep, like someone was watching us.
By Eni Oguns10 months ago in Fiction
How to Conquer an Interdimensiomal Time Demon
So, you've decided to wake up and be a human being again! Our felicitations to you for your astoundingly good investment. Here at Lawrence Enterprises, we appreciate your patronage, and we hope to assist you in the set-up and use of your new (or refurbished) life.
By A. S. Lawrence10 months ago in Fiction
~Tinkerbell's Letter to Cousin Shee!~
07/07/0001 Dear Cousin Shee, Hi, It's ME, your favoritesss cousin 2nd cousin twice removed Tinkerbell, Here I am writing back to you! I am so excited about having this opportunity as I had gone pretty far in giving up hope that I would ever see or hear back from anyone there back at home in Tinker Town! I want to start with saying THANK-YOU cousin Shee for NEVER GIVING UP on me, and finding where it is that I might be, and Thank-you for then going ahead and sending a MAP to HELP ME FIND MY WAY BACK to Tinker Town!
By Jennifer Cooley10 months ago in Fiction
How to Live by Yourself After Everything Ends
The Psychology of Living Alone After Everything. A simple guide Before You Start Any person who wakes up and finds himself alone should refer to this guide.
By Edward Smith10 months ago in Fiction
Guttersnipe
My grandmother kept pigeons on the roof of our row house in Baltimore. Not the fancy kind—just city birds, gray and purple and blue, with eyes like drops of oil. She called them her “sky-rats.” Every morning she’d climb the pull-down ladder in the hallway, the one with the missing third rung, and I’d hear the scrape of the aluminum door, the flutter, her low murmuring in Polish.
By Nwama Godspromise 10 months ago in Fiction
A Practical Manual for Accountability. Winner in Instructions Included Challenge.
This manual exists because something already went wrong. If you are reading this, it is likely because You caused harm and tried to minimize it.
By Cadma10 months ago in Fiction
Halloween. Content Warning.
What was the ancient evil that infected Corey Cunningham and caused him to go psycho? It was an ancient demon known as Belial. It was the thing known as The Shape. Michael was The Shape. That was what everyone thought. Michael was the shape to Haddonfield. Belial was Michael’s Shape. He was the entity that showed himself to Michael when Karen interrupted him. It was the silent alarm waiting to trigger Michael.
By DJ Robbins10 months ago in Fiction
The Last Call. Content Warning.
“Hello?” “I didn’t think you’d answer.” “You called three times.” “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.” “You always notice.”
By On that10 months ago in Fiction
PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT: PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING
Poem PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT This is an official notice. Please pause whatever you are doing and read the following message carefully.
By On that10 months ago in Fiction
The Room That Appears When You’re Almost Ready to Leave
The notice about the demolition had been taped to the lobby wall for weeks, curling at the corners like it was already tired of being ignored. Everyone else in the building had moved out. Everyone except me.
By Waqid Ali 10 months ago in Fiction