Streamofconsciousness Stories

His life was torturous, he wanted to escape his own life. He was jealous of fictional characters, they always meet the end of their sufferings, but his sufferings of lif...

A bunch of Xiaolumi short stories that I've written and compiled together. The stories may be related in some ways but can be read as standalones. If any of them are OO...

My personal collection of thoughts, poems for the insomniacs to read at midnight, when the clock strikes 12 and reality melts into dreams. Tackles topics like depression...

A collection of poetry ranging from brain farts to exploring why I bother getting up in the morning. Most likely there is some form of caffeine to keep me awake (or aler...

A fictional series of OffGun inspired one-shots and ficlets featuring thoughts and internal monologues about love, lust, friendship, and trust. Each chapter is a short s...

this here is the written equivalent of doodles you do in your notebook when you're bored. here are short stories and random thoughts that connect and are cohesive if you...

Helmets off, love's end is nigh. Is it a restaurant? A bar? An alleyway to smoke the night away and end up breaking into a mattress store to make love for the cameras to...

lítost. trigger warning. highest rankings #2 in spokenword fifth poetry collection (2023)

bloodlust of the most tender kind 2022 © moonlid

This story is about two male friends who happens to be exposed by their twitch fans and discord mutuals, nor did they care but it was shocking to them . Characters: Dar...

quatervois. trigger warning. highest rankings #2 in blackpoet #3 in spokenword #3 in prosepoetry seventh poetry collection (2024)

'But you, Patroclus,' Achilles' voice drops to a mere whisper, as his body tilts nearer to my own. I smile softly at the way he speaks my name- unchanged, after all this...

Long night longs for my mind. ~stream of consciousness~

Loki has disappeared and Mobius realizes just what is at stake if Loki figures out too much.

dumping zone for journal entries and prose I write when I'm sleep deprived and or high :)

i was a willow, and i bent right to life's whim pictures among birches, compass pointing inward

Elsa is desperately in love with Anna, but Anna has rejected her. As thoughts swirl inside her head, Elsa decides on a terrifying way out. (Elsanna, post-canon, stream o...

not really sure how to describe this

i wish i can be of more substance.

Poems to myself. Poems to the moon. Poems about anything that I want.