ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
I'm moving this Saterday. i'm upset about it, but ima finally get my own room.
NEW ACCT
https://www.deviantart.com/sourcherrysconez
BRUH
i think imma change accts... very silly of me to upload smth and then immediately go and change accts LOLLLLL i just hate the name of this one SIGHHHH
deh role reversal second part to the beginning
cool. i was really stuck on this one whcih was odd since connor is usually easy for me to write. still needs to be edited. Connor Murphy He woke to loud banging at his door followed by his dad yelling. With a groan, Connor rolled over to face his wall, eyes squeezed tightly shut as he tried to drown out his dad’s yells. With a long, exhausted sigh, Connor sat up. “I’m up, I’m up, would you give me five fucking minutes to wake up before screaming at me?” Connor snapped, voice raised. He didn’t get a response, which was fine by him. Turning his head to check the time, he shook his head. It was too early for this shirt, he thought to himself as he pulled the drawer to his nightstand open. He fished out a pre-rolled blunt and lighter, standing up as he lit the drug. He opened his window, letting the cool air drift out the window as he stared outside. Today was the day. Today everything would be finished, would be done. Connor wasn’t going to mess up this time. He had a set plan, a time
me? writing a fic? (please read-)
uhhhhhhh i still need to revise it and it isn't a lot, just the first section BUT!!! i mentioned a dear evan hansen role reversal au a wile back and had gotten around writing it. i originally wrote it in first person but hated it so i rewrote it in third hehe. TRIGGER WARNING: anxiety attacks, mention of vomit, suicidal thoughts/intentions ------------------------------------ Evan Hansen It wasn’t like he wanted to die. Being honest, the thought of death was enough to make Evan feel overwhelmed and panicky. Would it hurt? How would it happen? What next? Where would he go? He was a good person, right? So he wouldn’t be damned to Hell? But what if he wasn’t good enough? What if there wasn’t even an afterlife? The thoughts were absolutely sickening to him, enough to make his hands tremble more than usual and his headache. Yet, here he was, expecting today to be his last. Evan had always been a happy kid, at least from what he could remember. He never really had friends, not even in
© 2014 - 2024 Zelda-warriorcat-FAN
Comments34
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
Lol I know the feeling.