🎭 MAIN CHARACTERS:

Talia — Early 30s, lives in a crowded city but feels like a ghost. She works at a diner. Suffers quietly from depression and disconnection.

Jonas — A regular customer, mid-30s, observant and kind but guarded. Carries his own silent pain.

Mrs. Kaine — Talia’s elderly neighbor. Nosy but unexpectedly wise.

[DC-Batman Fanfic Creation] (Nana × Jason Todd)

To her, Jason was fire wrapped in silence—fierce, reckless, aching to be understood. He never asked for comfort, yet she always felt when he needed it. In a world full of danger, he was the only place that ever felt safe.

※This is my very first romance story—I just wanted to write something sweet and heartwarming.

※There’s a Traditional Chinese version of this story, and based on experience, it should wrap up around Chapter 26​​​​​​​.

※Welcome, readers coming from my Claire series!

[DC-Batman Fanfic Creation] (Claire × Dick Grayson/ Nightwing)

Claire’s life is fine.

Totally fine.

※Every chapter begins with a “Goodnight” — not as a farewell, but as a promise. Even in silence, even after time and memory are lost, some people always find their way back.

※A story that begins in silence and shadows—but ends in warmth, laughter, and love. Yes, it's a happy ending. Promise.

※The First Part is expected to end at chapter 21 + (Bonus Chapter - The Day He Came Back) + (Bonus Chapter - Three at the Table)

※Claire Part II is coming at the end of August! It’ll be a lighthearted continuation, around 12K words. Please stay tuned!

Saera Han didn't come here to die. She came to pay off her brother's debts, maybe find out what happened to him. But the Games don't care why you came - they only care how far you'll go to stay alive.

Trapped in the most brutal game ever created, Saera finds herself torn between two deadly secrets:

A masked guard who breaks every rule to protect her...And a charming player with ties to the very monster who built the Game.

In this place, love is a weapon. And no one is playing fair.

Let the game begin.

📌 CAST

Nora — early 30s, quiet, withdrawn, lives in a small house outside the city

Sam — her longtime friend, direct but compassionate

Mira — Sam’s partner

Fifty years after the cataclysmic Second Jewel War, the Land of Spade has flourished under the legacy of Kaipo Kasumi, its once-fractured realms now united in an era of peace. But peace is a double-edged sword, for in the shadows of tranquility, a new and insidious evil stirs—one that threatens to unravel everything the heroes of old fought for. As dark forces emerge from the cracks of a fragile peace, the next generation of mages must rise to confront an adversary unlike any before. Will they uphold the legacy of their predecessors, or will the weight of history crush them? The fate of five universes rests in their hands, and their journey will test not only their power but the very essence of who they are.PS: If you haven't read previous series of The Land of Spade, it's totally fine! You don't have to be caught up and can read this as a totally new story, because that's what it is!Edit (01.30.2025) - Here are the current STORY ARCS!!!Chapters 1-24 -The Gathering Shadows ArcChapters 33-47 -The Shattered Council ArcChapters 55-72 -The War of Fort Vigilance ArcChapters 73-Current -The Sentient Arc

When It Gets Too Quiet is a short, emotional story about depression, isolation, and the quiet ways people try to reach each other when words feel too heavy.

Lena lives alone in a small city apartment, struggling with a silence that feels more like suffocation than peace. She’s trying to disappear without leaving.

Marcus is her older brother, stubbornly refusing to let her drift too far away—even when she won’t answer his calls or open the door.

This isn’t a love story. It’s not a perfect fix.

It’s about those moments when someone decides to sit beside you in the dark instead of telling you to get over it.

If you’ve ever felt too tired to explain why you’re tired, or too sad to ask for help—this story is for you

I don’t think anyone would notice if I stopped showing up.

Not in a dramatic way. Just... quietly.

Stopped replying.

Stopped smiling at the right moments.

Stopped walking into rooms like I belonged there.

I’ve done it before ...slowly disappeared from people’s lives and watched how long it took them to ask where I went.

Sometimes they never did.

Sometimes they noticed when it was already too late to fix it.

I could skip a day, miss a week, vanish for a month and life would just go on.

People would keep laughing.

Group chats would stay alive.

Photos would still be posted.

Maybe they’d think, “Oh, she’s just busy.”

Or “He’s been quiet lately, hope he’s okay.”

But they wouldn’t ask. They never ask.

I don't want attention. I just want someone to notice me before I'm gone.

Not after.

Not in the kind of way where they say,

“I wish I checked in more.”

“I didn’t know they were going through something.”

I want someone to ask when I’m still here , not when I’m already a memory.

But maybe that’s asking too much.

> Some people die loudly.

I think I’ll just fade… and let the silence do the rest

Ike doesn’t talk much. He keeps to himself, hoodie up, head down. His only real friend is Ned — a computer genius who knows how to break into just about anything with a keyboard.

One day, their class takes a field trip to a science museum in NYC. Two hours on a loud bus. Five minutes walking through busy streets. That’s when Ike sees something strange — a man in a ripped-up suit, face messed up, running from the cops. Everyone else ignores it.

But then Ike hears a thud. Turns around. The guy’s on the ground. Cops gone. A shattered jar. Black goo leaking everywhere.

The man yells, “Don’t touch it!”

Ike’s curiosity wins. He touches it.

And just like that... his whole life flips upside down.

This is the beginning of something bigger.This is SpiderKid: Origins.

Fall Out Boy had intended for it to be a hiatus, not a permanent break-up, but when three out of four members are killed in mysterious murders, Patrick Stump finds himself as the last Fall Out Boy standing. Devastated, Patrick begins to question whether it's worth it to go on. But his bandmates' killers know there's no question about it.

Behind the deaths of his best friends is Silence the Noise, a magical cult with a plot to kill Rock and Roll for all time and Patrick himself is the last thing standing between them and victory. Now, Patrick is the last line of defense in the ultimate battle for music and he must summon his inner strength to fight to keep his bandmates' legacy alive, all while being hunted like prey.

Missing pony reports are skyrocketing, and investigations are leading nowhere. The ordeal is causing panic among Equestrians. Little did everypony know, a particular research organization is to blame for these disappearances, and they continue to withhold information.

WARNING: THIS STORY (AND STORY DESCRIPTION) CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC SERIES. IT ALSO CONTAINS MANY SENSITIVE TOPICS SUCH AS DEATH, TRAUMA, MENTAL HEALTH CRISES, AND IS DARK/ANGSTY IN GENERAL. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

This is a story I started a while ago on a different account. I figured it would be fun to pick up where it left off again, since I'm getting back into My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic (commonly abbreviated as MLP, or more specifically, MLP:FiM). I watched this show over and over when I was younger, and though I haven't quite caught up on all the lore, I still deeply appreciate the role this series played in my childhood.

This story takes place during the earlier seasons of My Little Pony, before Twilight became a princess. This is to accommodate for my poor memory of the newer parts of the show, and because this is the time period I am most comfortable writing in.

For those questioning why I would write such evil angst about cute little ponies getting traumatized, killed off, and maybe even tortured, just know that this is a creative work and does not reflect on my values and morals as a person. Lots of people partake in the MLP fandom's darker side to cope with their own traumas, relieve personal tension and stress, and express themselves in their own unique way. Think of it as punching or screaming into a pillow.

Each chapter will have appropriate trigger warnings listed at the very top. As a general warning, though, this will be emotional and uncomfortable, and will most likely contain descriptions of gore, death, mental struggles, and more. If you are uncomfortable with any of the topics listed, do not continue reading, and find other material to keep you entertained. I am not responsible for your actions, nor your mental health, but I do want you to take care of yourself. You don't have to trigger yourself for any reason whatsoever. Put yourself first, always.

The love of Jesus is unbreakable. The dove of Jesus is unforsakable. I ain't rocking with y'all. The saints is locking the wall. Worship God in spirit and in truth. Watch the earth shift now they fear it cause the game is bluetooth.

The Lord won't fail. Tryna destroy me in the war with the jail. Jesus really took the nail. You can't give the devil an opportunity. You got to live on the level with copper immunity. I ain't joining the game. The saints is coining the same.

You need the holy spirit in Jesus Christ to overcome the world. I been freed and now they fear it cause I know the price of where I'm from in the Word. My citizenship is in heaven. I ain't getting the realest sin of chip they can't win in seven.

Please listen to God cause the beast is glitching truth hard. They lease the distance cause most is switching the card. Hope it's a royal flush. I can cope cause my soul can't be touched. The world is naked. The Word is sacred. I'm real no fake cred.

Humble as a dove and wise as serpents. Can't crumble my love the skies is merging. Bragging rights cause lagging nights. All over they tagging rights. Submit to God and resist the devil. Some get the heart's plan and won't 6ix on any level.

The angels keep me company. I'mma lion if the bengals come for me. Something like Mufasa. Dance with the rhythm like salsa. They said I wouldn't make it. Now that I'm paid they couldn't fake it. I'm talking spiritual currency. This is a biblical emergency.

I'm in the Body of Christ. They got the sim in the Audi of rights. I don't do no Illuminati. I been known I wasn't the body. Heart bigger than the ocean. From the start y'all were triggered by the devotion. Listen within. They kissing the myth of sin.

If you know it all then why you tryna ball when the world about to fall. Why didn't you pickup the call. Y'all put God on voicemail. Break the wall of the heart's noise bail. Now folk ain't sure of their faith. Jesus said endure until the end to be saved.

Our Creator who is God loves you. Grinding Ike a skater my heart flying the sky above you. I don't seek no vengeance. The meek glow in repentance.  Foolishness and nonsense. True kiss I was blessed by her conscience. They throwing up the 6ix folk nauseous.

The world is ending and that ain't trending. When you got the juice that ain't gon be on the news. Jesus Christ gave me my rights. What version is buried. Katy Perry. Texas is the hot spot. Got a Lexus right out the lot. Easter is for Caesar. NWO teaser.

The Gospel I amplify. My soul ain't camouflaged. Hell mission is being broadcast on television. God told me the prayer. It's odd how they sold the Mayor. Open up the Bible. Hoping for the title. The war is spiritual not atomic. The Lord is universal karmic.

My jersey is number 144. They tryna curse me with the jumper but they can't even score. Iso mode like Luka. The advice is gold no mudra. They throwing the 6ix. I'm knowing the Knicks. New World Order is on the arrival. Truth like mortar in survival.

Knowledge, wisdom, understanding. Been to college mind my business talked about UFOS landing. Show love. Glow like a dove. God above. I don't bluff. Haven't the world had enough. Ain't nothing made up. Holy spirit is why they want me in cuffs.

My heart is lavish no time for savage. Bread and cabbage I ain't famished. Cup of suffering. What's up with the buffering. Listen to God whether pleasant or unpleasant. Keep your distance the devil ain't new by my heart just know I'm heaven sent.

Align the vibe of the sign. See thru the game. Free thru Jesus name. The war turns on when the door burns on. My energy is like an earthquake. The enemy want my worth on a stake. Like our Savior Christ. Can't waiver in the nights. New day. I don't play.

I testify that God blessed my eyes. Now I rest in the skies. Heavenly thoughts. Bought that Cadillac from the Seventies out the lot. Been a threat like the atomic. They been had dread cause folk is demonic. What's outer space. Holy spirit is saving grace.

The Lord God is with you at all times. Spiritual war go hard cause the victory is in your prime. Folk got a target on my head. Pray you woke only God I dread. The decision of love is what I envision in the dove. Break the television it's all made up.

Put the world on voicemail. Diamonds and pearls ain't noise bail. You got a choice heaven or hell. So many secrets folk won't tell. No regrets my soul I ain't sell. I stand with Jesus cause lucifer fell. God fearing my heart will prevail.

I'm on a shifting difference. Time ain't gone we all need living deliverance. I'm in the Bible. The lime wash the sin it's vital. In my prime I rebuke the idol. So much crime read Luke I glow. The world gon be nuked with snow. Holy spirit is how I know.

It breaks my heart to see they been snakes from the start. They were with the devil. The Word is a gift on any level. They thought I wouldn't wake up. They fought to see me lake up. Lamb's Book of Life. They shook cause I really survived.

Trust in the Highest Power who is God the Alpha and Omega. Babylon won't blush in the wireless flower of the heart where the lava is like balling for the Lakers. Had to get traded to the Saints. At times I'm sad but it faded cause I'm dunking in the paint.

We got to holy spirit the world. A lot fear it cause the truth is love's pearl. I know they hear it I'm in the booth the news is bluetooth. I'm breaking the legacy of what the letters see. I don't sign deals. I won't loan to find wheels. My grind is real.

Heart of a lamb in wisdom of peace so it's heaven or hell. The problem is the system of the beast which is being upheld. Destroyed Frankenstein with Frankincense. This intense like the smell of incense. But I don't burn it. A blind eye I won't turn it.