#web short stories

[and-corn]

part 6 of this comic

[mylittleredgirl]

stumbling back to the safety of the castle (star trek fandom) covered in blood from the front lines (the wiki of any other fandom that doesn't separate on-screen canon from random shit that happened in a novel once)

[bookshelf-in-progress]

No matter how many times it happens, I'm always shocked by how reliably all my problems with any given story are solved by making it shorter. If I go into a story with the idea that it'll be long, that I should use as much detail as I want to craft a full-length and fully-fleshed-out story instead of a short one, it always turns into this rambling, meandering, soulless thing that's no fun to read, and I get tangled up in so many flimsy, sprawling layers of character and worldbuilding that the plot becomes unworkable.

The minute I tell myself, "Let's make this as short as possible," the problems fall away, I find the heart of the story again, the pacing is brisk, scenes get multiple purposes, the world feels deeper because I'm implying things that spark the reader's imagination rather than trying to put every threadbare, boring detail on the page. Every time. You'd think I'd have learned by now.

[asoftepiloguemylove]

on love that lingers

F. Scott Fitzgerald The Short Stories / Jen Mazza Lie from Peripety (2008) / Annelyse Gelman / unknown / Gioacchino Pagliei The Naiads / Hanya Yanagihara A Little Life / Warsan Shire

[gexavery]

Having some fun on the library of babel, I realized that every time you want a copy of whatever page you're on bookmarked, the site generates a new & unique url- one that you get to name. The fun part is, the bits before the unique name are all standardized, meaning once you have a unique copy of a page you can change the end of the url to whatever other random word you want, and it's likely you'll find some other random page that someone else wanted to save at some point in time or another! It's funny seeing what stuff people wanted to bookmark amidst a sea of infinite random text, for example the bookmark "good" returns a page with three lines from an old ipad pro advertisement

The bookmark "this" returns someone's goals for their skypilot au

I was curious what people would choose to bookmark as "pyramids", and I was pleasantly surprised to see someone had copied into the search tab the entirety of Frank Ocean's "Pyramids"

And sometimes people just bookmarked what looks like random text, like what's here for the bookmark "fuck"

Try it yourself!! I really enjoy finding passages I know other people have read/created, it feels like I'm seeing someone's footprints in the library from who knows how long ago.

[michellymy]

Sweet Bird - 1

There it goes!

I was thinking about posting the complete comic, but I noticed the images would be too long to read, so let’s go posting by parts.

And I said it in the previous post: this is a backstory! I won’t tell whose is it, but I think it’s not hard to figure it out (especially if I add colors later, but this is a dream for a far future lmao)

If you can reblog, I’d be grateful, but if you can’t, I’m glad you read this <3

And a last comment:

I loved these parts.

That’s all. Thanks for your attention.

[austin-friars]

'Ophelia' Wip

[beartitled]

‼️ Personal project alert ‼️

I finally finished one of my uni assignments 🎉

Been working on this for a while 🫡

Smol bonus

Ref sheets ✨

This project was kinda inspired by Ultrakill btw 👀

Just because I didn’t do any fanart doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy something 😈

I was mostly inspired by aesthetic and just ya know the vibes of Ultrakill, the comic itself has nothing to do with the game

[moonys-mirrorball]

but my sleepless nights are better with you than nights could ever be alone.

i once believed love would be burning red. but it’s golden.

daisy jones & the six - taylor jenkins reid // feels like - gracie abrams // the kiss - gustav klimt // taylor swift talking about daylight // long story short - taylor swift // howelljenkins on tumblr // halley’s comet - billie eilish // prologue of “red” - taylor swift // campanella on tumblr // sweet nothing - taylor swift // the notebooks of malte laudris brigge - rainer maria rilke

[criterioncollected]

start a war, just for the feeling.

a possible vampire story about black girlhood, think pledge, selah and the spades, claudia de pointe du lac, etc.

daughters of the dust - dir. julie dash / interview with the vampire (amc 2022) / wuthering heights, emily brontë / selah and the spades - dir. tayarisha poe / a study in emerald, neil gaiman / blade - dir. stephen norrington / lous and the yakuza / the black cat, edgar allen poe / the killing of a chinese bookie - dir. john cassavetes / vampire in brooklyn - dir. wes craven

[and-corn]

[which-chara-is-better]

[rockrosethistle]

Miss Holloway sat in the booth across from him, her eyes narrowed in thought.

They were the last two in the diner, and they had been for well over an hour. Duke took a sip from his lukewarm mug of coffee before trying to start a conversation one last time.

"I like your earrings. Those new?"

Without a word, Miss Holloway unhooked the hoops from her ears. She placed the cold silver into his hand.

"For your wife," she murmured when he gave her a strange look.

Then she went back to not talking.

It had been like this the whole night. When Duke showed up to the diner, he'd expected to find the Miss Holloway he knew and loved, bubbly and witty and full of life.

Instead, she'd been quiet, answering his questions with a single sentence. He'd spent most of the night listening to the maddening tick of the clock on the wall.

Duke let another minute go by before saying anything.

"Why did you ask me to meet you here?"

It was at that Miss Holloway finally smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "I just wanted to catch up."

"It's been a while," Duke agreed. The last time he saw her, she'd been off on the ferry to perform shows across the country. That must've been months ago.

"I'm leaving soon."

Duke leaned forward. "Like, on tour?"

"Something like that."

"But you just got back."

Miss Holloway met his eyes quite suddenly. "I said something like that."

It had been too long since she made the deal. People were starting to notice how she hadn't aged. And despite knowing what she was getting into, Miss Holloway was scared. Of being mourned, lamented, and eventually, forgotten.

She had a good life. Good friends. Fame, money.

And yet, there were things that were more important. Things that had to be dealt with. That would be her job from now on.

"Is everything okay?" Duke lowered his voice, though no one was around to hear. "Are you planning on doing something?"

"What makes you say that, Sherrif?"

"I have some friends at the law office, telling me about how you changed your will. Made Cher and I your beneficiaries..."

"Is Cheryl doing okay? How's the baby?"

"Due any day now, but Holly..." Duke softened. "What aren't you telling me?"

I'm so scared. I'm so scared.

"I'm getting popular, Duke. Anything could happen. I just want to make sure my money goes to the right people." She smiled. "We'd all be better off having more Duke Keanes in the world."

Duke wasn't entirely convinced, but he didn't want to let it ruin his night. "Funny you say that. That's the name we settled on for our boy."

"Is that right?"

Duke shrugged. "My father was a Douglas, and his father and so on."

"I like it. Continuing the tradition."

"Well, that's how you keep the memory."

Miss Holloway rested her chin in her palm. "You know, I really like that."

"Well, that's what everyone wants, right? To be remembered."

Some more than others.

"Then let's make a pact." Miss Holloway held out her hand. "I promise to always remember you, Douglas Keane."

Tentatively, he placed his hand in hers. Her skin was warm and soft, just like her. "I couldn't forget you if I tried."

Miss Holloway smiled one last time, a little sadly. It might've been her first time resetting a memory, but she knew what to do.

For a moment, she wondered just how many times she'd have to do this. If she would outlive her oldest friend, Duke, outlive his son. If she would keep repeating this same song and dance until the world ended, for better or for worse.

She had to start somewhere.

Duke blinked, and he was alone.

Alone?

What was he doing in the diner, by himself? He was here by himself.

He was here by himself.

And for some reason, he must've ordered two cups of coffee.

[enigmatic-enigmas]

THE MASOCHISM TANGO!

[andaniellight]

The narrative has been about Snow White, you have to go, for you can never leave home. You take it with you no matter where you go.

Notes towards a Poem that can never be Written, Margaret Atwood // 백설공주에게 죽음을 | Black Out (2024) - Ep. 6 // x // In The Woods Somewhere, Hozier // Drunk Drivers/Killer Whales & Famous Prophets (Minds), Car Seat Headrest // Ep. 9 // Maya Angelou

[michellymy]

Valentine Cards

Kenyan’s turn, with her boyfriend, Hiélo:

With her husband, Sylris:

Who do you think is her favorite? It’s so hard to know!🥰🥰🥰 (And, WHOO, she’s really the best. If she killed me I’d say sorry for dirtying her hands 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽)

I thought about what each character would write in their cards, but I’m wondering if I’ll be able to make a drawing for each of them… it’s so exhausting 😩☠️