Fan Fiction
Sympathy for the Crown
Monarchy — For an American, the idea of anything but a Constitutional Republic is inconceivable. I can however, as a Catholic, understand hierarchy in the sense of Sacred Order and with that said, I see Peter Gordon’s 2016 netflix series ‘The Crown’ in a different light or perhaps the way he intended it. As with any good drama, both light and shadow must be cast on the existence of the characters and what can seem to be shallow mockery at times of Royal protocol and stoic Englishness is balanced by a nostalgia and a respect for the dignity and consistency that the Sovereign has always represented.
Regina CampbellPublished 2 years ago in FictionUntapped Potential
“Quentin, do you like this place? You like knowing that you’re not alone. It’s not like you have much right now. No family calls you, you go to a community college and have average grades. Nothing about you is too extraordinary. You have the same gifts as your brother. Charles does, but he seems to be the more blessed one.”
FatealignedPublished 2 years ago in FictionThe Devil They Forgot
_____________________________ Work was inspired and based off of Hell's Coming With Me by Poor Man's Poison. Lyrics from the original song are inside quotation marks.
The Seven Deck Of Hearts
Once there lived a girl named Tanisha, she was 17 years old, and a grade 11 student. Tanisha was the most intelligent girl in her school. Tanisha went to Daisy College, and she has so many friends. Sometimes Tanisha attended Ninja classes because she was so Sometimes Tanisha had nightmares about Jokers coming in her dream trapping her, and she used her ninja skills to break the magic. Other than this, Tanisha’s birthday was coming so she invited her friends to her home for her birthday party. She sends out invitations to her friends. Tanisha’s sister Anna helped her make invitation cards, and her mother prepared the food and the cake.
Tamseel HussainPublished 2 years ago in FictionBroken windows part 11; there’s some autumn day waiting
Disaster! Professor Venomous’ perspective My son and I talked awhile after our hug and things were calming down. It was mid day and the sun was boiling hot. I felt myself sweating under the cloak and sweater and all these trappings Shadowy had made me wear. I missed my family as it wasn’t whole yet, having only son K.O. with me(which I was glad of). Boxy and the rest of my kids weren’t here. How can I blame them? I threw it all away and left them for power and greed and my hidden, monstrous desire for fear-mongering destruction. I had hoped that in Boxman’s return to fight Shadowy we could reunite—yet still, we are farther apart than ever.
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 2 years ago in FictionChapter Seven: A Different Perspective
“Come on, we need to get you out of here.” quickly looking around and pulling out my lightsaber, I twist the knob on the handle; adjusting the length of it. After doing that, I ignite it and try to cut Darryl’s binders, only to have my lightsaber extinguish. “What the...” pulling his hands closer I see some sort of energy surrounding it and I grit my teeth. That bounty hunter must have known I was a Jedi. That means, Aydgage sent them or decided to go after the bounty Revan put out. Darryl lets out a low, pained moan. I look at his face, to gauge how much pain he is in. Sweat is all over his face and down his neck, his eyes have now closed and I can feel nothing but regret coming from him. “Darryl? I need you to talk to me.”
Sweets AmeliPublished 2 years ago in FictionCracked windows part 10
Fear/ Good Villiany Professor Venomous’ perspective It came rushing in, all my soaked red reveries and nightmares. My memories of a former glory, a glimmer of greatness that I had carried in my POINT days as a hero, all sullied with the realization that even as a villain—no one wants anything to do with me now.
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 2 years ago in FictionMy experience of Lord Krishna and an unfortunate bus trip
My experience with Lord Krishna This article was published in my blog "krishnadhwajam.blogspot.com" in 2021. I am the sole owner of this blog and have full copyright of this story.
a stolen phone, a love song, and a bet
A Stolen Phone: I have been working on my own mobile app idea since before I started working at Cannabis College. My plan was to start writing code in January 2018 and finish by June 2018. I even had a prototype ready to show (see below).
Muhammad AbrarPublished 2 years ago in FictionAlien DNA - is the Truth Stranger than Fiction?
Bob decides to go the library, where he can ruminate in peace. He saw on the news that scientists now think we might have DNA. That some humans have origins from beyond this planet. Bob has suspected this for years, but has been too bogged down by the minutae of daily life to explore anything including his own mind. Bills, kids, and taxes take up most of his waking thoughts, and there is nothing left for Bob at the end of the day.
Susan EileenPublished 2 years ago in FictionAgency of the 5th World Head Mission 5: Code: Red (Remix Version) Part 1: The Secret Superhero Mission
Previous Mission First Mission <Original Plotline by Jeremiah and Nic Ellison I do not own Club Penguin, Roblox, or Super Smash Bros. Brawl. They belong to their respective owners.>
Jeremiah EllisonPublished 2 years ago in FictionSelf-discipline
If we want to achieve our goals and dreams, we have to learn self-discipline. Self-discipline means developing habits that help us reach your goals. And then once we develop those habits, we have to maintain them. Without care, they become stale
Muhammad AbrarPublished 2 years ago in Fiction