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who-tf-took-my-name · 2 months
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I published my first book!
Dystopian/horror/post-apocalyptic, found family, rivals to lovers (slowburn)
Black Blood - Island Of Death by Oskar Kallstrom
When a mysterious virus takes over Island Amrum, Danielle and her little brother need to find a way to get out of there alive. They team up with Rosalind, Danielle's best friend and teacher, and Marina, her biggest rival in sports and school. But they need to forget the past and work together to survive, when suddenly not only the virus threatens their life. Amidst the shadows of the decaying island are ruthless pirates, trying to take over the land and spread chaos. But in a world where danger lurks around every corner, they soon realize that their greatest challenge may be trusting each other.
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who-tf-took-my-name · 3 months
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a termite
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i desperately tried to make you look at another, to turn myself away from you, so you see my scarred back. 
So you can see the extent of my pain, the rotten flesh, moldy bones that crack under pressure. 
I'm a burned out building, dead and abandoned. 
I showed you the broken windows and black walls that were once fresh wood and full of life, to try to make you realize i'm just a challenge you can't finish in a few days. 
it's not that i want it, it's just the cracks in my foundation that go deeper than my mind can even comprehend, caused by something i won't even remember, damaged by people i never thought would touch me. 
I thought you would be another termite, eating away at my soul. 
But you just walked in, settled down in my heart and sat there, at the cold fireplace, waiting for fire to catch instead of forcing it.
And maybe you never wanted a challenge.
Maybe you just wanted a roof over your head, even when the storm whistle through the broken windowpanes and the rain soaks the ground. 
Maybe you just need to rest, so one day we have the strength to tear the remaining skeleton down, and to build something new. 
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who-tf-took-my-name · 3 months
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it's easy for me to love you
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I would die for you.
I died for many people before, but you're the only one i would follow down to hell. 
You make me feel like i belong somewhere, like i am actually worth a thought.
I didn't know where i would be if i never answered your calls, if i kept waiting for ghosts. 
And i am scared of the day you see beyond my smile, you realize i'm beyond repair.
When you look at my scars and realize they won't ever fade, that my mechanic has stopped working long before we met. 
I don't care about bloody things, i will hold things until they fall asleep and leave, i can give you the knife you will stab me with if it makes you feel better and i won't complain about blood on the floor when you cut your guts out.
I would willingly give you mine.
I will give you my life and my heart, into your hands.
I will die with a smile, with closed eyes, even when it hurts. 
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who-tf-took-my-name · 4 months
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poem
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short, unedited writing, words that just came to me
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who-tf-took-my-name · 4 months
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My writing
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I'm mondgeist_writes on instagram!
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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[I want my bracelet back. ]
That simple piece of cold metal, a symbol of the bond we swore was unbreakable. But now, it's shattered, much like our trust. You know the one I mean— a heart, broken in two, but whole when together. A piece if you and a piece of me. Never really apart when we both wore it.
But then everything shattered.
It's not just the bracelet; it's the piece of my heart that you hold onto so carelessly.
Give back my plush, my hoodie, all the damn poems I wrote you, all the little things I bought you, the time I spent with you, all the tears I cried because of you, all the parts of myself and my morals that I compromised for you. Only for you.
And those letters? They were written in sincerity, in moments when I bared my soul to you. Yet you hoard them, as if they're trophies of your victory. Return the echoes of my pain, the hours spent sobbing because of your betrayal.
But even if you did, i have wounds that cut deeper than any piece of jewelry ever could.
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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Úlfahundur - The Main Character
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This is the main character of my current wip, Stormborn - Shadows Of The Hunt.
Here is a little introduction:
Name: Úlfahundur
Pronouns: They/Them
Age: 22 y/o
Height: 175 cm
weapon: axe, bow and arrow
Pet: Peter (goat), later Wolfie (wolf)
Any thoughts about them?
i plan on posting more wip content here, maybe i'll find some people that are interested in them.
[ i'm still a beginner at art so you don't have to tell me that my art is bad, i know that ]
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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The Villain
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"To many, but to me, she's just another human, broken and betrayed by many. I'm not saying her actions were justified, she did horrible things to helpless creatures. But she is just another person. Another science experiment. Some creature of lower worth. Yeah, that's what she got told all her life. She saw animals undergoing horrific tests, she was one of them, being fed with lies, thinking she was contributing to a bigger cause. This torture was everyday life. Normality. So how do you expect her to act? If she never learned there is another way. "
Lila is a monster to Úlfahundur, to Sage she is an old friend who made questionable decisions, to Fiskbein she is just another rival. A failed experiment to her parents. And to her animals, she's personification of hell. 
i'm curious on how you see her...
She pulls some strings in Stormborn, in the background, but still enough to make Úlfahundurs journey a lot more difficult. I don't really see her as a villain, just a bad background character. There is, in my opinion, no real villain in Stormborn. The monster is something different that the story will explain. But Lila is of course, not a good person. Maybe someday she will see that and change. Everything and everyone can and will change. 
( I'm a begginer at art and i know i'm not that good YET )
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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Bite Back
TW: Blood/Gore, Swearing
some of my writing
I was on my way into the city to get some supplies. But it's not as you think, it's not a chill ride in a car with air condition. No, of course it's summer, I don't wear sunscreen and zombies walk around everywhere. It was already two months since the dead didn't stay dead. The heat killed me. Almost like my body was decomposing already.  I mean, i started walking at 10am, were it was still somewhat cool, but i didn't know it would take me THAT long. Now i was right in the sun. I poured some water on my head, i didn't had much to drink, but i didn't really care anymore.
I finally reached the city, now i could walk in the shadows of the houses, but i didn't really feel a difference. I went my usual route. In the safety of the houses i already cleaned, right to the stores.  When i reached the store, the door was broken open. "Who the fuck broke into my store?" i mumbled. Well, it wasn't exactly my store, but you know what i mean?! At least now i knew they were still other living beings here.
I entered the store and walked down to the shelves with candy, minding my own business, when suddenly a thing jumped at me from behind a shelf. I screamed out "What the fuck!?" The zombie groaned and reached out it's dirty fingers, bared it's rotten teeth. It smelled horrendous. I gagged, "You are one of the really bad ones huh?" I said and stumbled backwards. "Well i'm too lazy to get a weapon from my backpack..." i laughed like a madman, "So i'll have to bite you!"  The zombie kept on slowly coming in my direction, it's bloodshot eyes fixated on me. The heat seemed to destroy my brain, why was i thinking that? 
But was that such a bad idea? I mean what bad could happed? I could die? HAH! Who said that was something bad!
I laughed in disbelief and charged at the zombie. I jumped on it screaming. I swear i could see how it's eyes widened in surprise. "Take that!" i shouted and bit it in the shoulder with all my might. It tasted like rotten egg with fried shit, topped with moldy cardboard. I quickly let go of it and felt like drinking disinfectant. "DISGUSTING!" I took a big sip water from my bottle and  spit it right back in it's face.
"Take this you braindead asshole!" i yelled and laughed loud, "Well not technical braindead, because you are, you know, your brain is the only thing alive but...i don't know, you fuckhead." Aww man, now i talked to zombies. But that wasn't as crazy as the fact that i just bit a zombie. The zombie seem to think the same. It stared back at me without moving a muscle. "Um hello?" i asked it and waved my hand in front of it's face. "What in the fucking fuckety-fuck?" i said in confusion when the zombie started to twitch weirdly. 
I kept watching it until it fucking bursted. Yes. It bursted. Blood and guts spilled right in my face. I shut my eyes and screamed, i screamed and screamed until i felt a hand on my shoulder. I screamed more. "Hey stop screaming!" a male voice said. Confused, i rubbed my eyes and looked up.
A full on man sat in front of me. He also had blood smeared all over his body, he looked at me like i was fucking crazy. He wasn't wrong. "Ummm. Did you just turn back into a human?!" i shouted at him. I mean, what did i expect? Anything but not that apparently. "I...what?" he said. I jumped up. "You were a fucking zombie just two fucking seconds ago!" He laughed. "I'm sorry?" Without a warning, i rushed at him and pulled his bloody t-shirt's sleeve down. The marks of my teeths were still good visible, it bled a little. "Look! LOOK!" I screamed and pointed at him, "I bit you and you turned back!" The guy squinted at the bit in confusion. "But how- how did you know it would work?!" he said. 
"I didn't!" We stared at each other for a few seconds, then bursted out laughing. "This is crazy..." he said, tears of laugher in his eyes. "And now?" he asked. "Well..." i wanted to say bye, get my stuff and leave but he looked at me with these big, confused puppy eyes and i couldn't just leave him here. All alone. He just came back from the dead a second time. "Then come with me! good lord!" 
And we rode off into the sunset.
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who-tf-took-my-name · 5 months
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Writing
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i wrote this a while ago!
I'm Oscar, and I'm planning on posting more writing here!
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