jarethgetspegged's Stories - Page 2

Basically my whole experience in that old game summed up into an awful crack story about my amazing friends and I

❤️?????it wasn’t until that night that his eyes opened up, and he could truly understand what was wrong with this world?????❤️ (tw— abuse, homophobia, some gay slurs here and there)

Just a few bits from stories I might write— Tell me if they’re okay. I might put some on here in the future? ?

((Credits for the First Sergeant and the wonderfully angsty Ink Disease go to Tori (@WaitForIt) , and her wonderful story “Lungs of Ink”. If you enjoy this, please go read her story. It’s beautifully written and beautifully ang...

This is a guide about everything you’ve ever wanted to know about the Hanahaki Disease [My interpretation of it]

All he could do was watch in complete silence as the pretty red petals fluttered away into the night.

He never realised he loved him, and by then it was too late. The procedure had been done, the flowers were gone, and with them went his heart. ((Tw? Blood.))

Just a quick Hanahaki drabble that really has no plot at all. The drum boy gets himself tangled up with Hanahaki again, but this time, family-tree Hanahaki— TW for hints of family abuse and violence—

It was a Ny00m0liCI0uZZZ day and Bloo, Bree, R’ena, And Linky play dREsz ups. What happens next? Oof.

All he could think about was his bright cerulean eyes and deep chocolate brown hair. And that was when the petals came.

Lolol basically a thing with Roger and his parents-- It's really angsty