#without a goodbye

[dappersautismcreature]

L Qstudios u fucked up severely

[digit4lslut]

[raishh]

hear me out... fanfiction... but in the style of a text-based choose your own adventure game?

Hi! I did another thing and this might interest you :)

I'm in the process of making a game of sorts, a choose your own adventure... but it's fanfiction. You'll be playing as Wilbur Soot, living in a house with your two brothers and father, graduating high school soon... simple, right?

This one's for you if you like angst, hurt/comfort, and a eventual happy ending :)

website - https://raishh.itch.io/without-a-goodbye

it requires a password! the password is: "forevermore16"

there will be eight chapters in total. more coming soon :D

[image ID: A screenshot of the opening of the game, without a goodbye by Shrai. It reads: A fanfiction in the style of a text-based, choose your own adventure game. You will be playing as Wilbur Soot, living in a house with your two brothers and father. You will be graduating high school soon. Would you like to proceed? yes/no]

much love <3

- rai

[altervera]

*slides wtfock all the money* adopt Lucas VDH!!

[scarsthatbind]

My head is full of the friends who have left me today. People who even after years and years of friendship, have dropped me. Without a word, just cut me off. Like I didn't mean anything to them. Like I never mattered to them. Is it any wonder that I never feel like I matter to anyone anymore? Or that I struggle being friends with anyone now that I know that any of my friends, no matter how close we are, might just up and cut me off tomorrow without any warning.

[updatebihar-blog]

A Bihar's Girl Write a Novel - "Without a Goodbye"

A Bihar’s Girl Write a Novel – “Without a Goodbye”

स्वाति कुमारी – घर वाले चाहते थे स्वाति इंजीनियर बने पर इसमें उसे कोई रूचि नहीं थी। बचपन से ही साहित्य से लगाव था। घरवालों के इच्छा के अनुसार 12वीं में मैथ तो नहीं पर बायलॉजी से पढ़ाई की। घर वालों को लगा चलो डॉक्टर बन जाएगी लेकिन स्वाति बचपन से ही कुछ अलग करना चाहती थी। मां का साया सिर से उठ गया था। उस दर्द को शब्दों के जरिए पिरोना चाहती थी। कक्षा छह से ही कविता व कहानी लिखती थी। स्वाति बिहार के…

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[yaoyuandaydream]

not a trace.

faded leather tasting rough upon my skin pale as winter empty like ice where did you go that night when you donned that hand knitted scarf of lonely afternoons by the fireplace waiting for you to come home i followed the trail  laid open in dried up leaves enlarged footprints fading from my weary eyes where did you go that year with silent uneasiness and not a single word of going?