#mystery story

[kammieceleek]

When Luz Noceda gets partnered up with Gus Porter for a history project of monumental proportions, neither of them has any idea what they're about to stumble into.

Ever a whirlwind of chaos Luz Noceda sweeps up her friends and family into something much bigger than a simple history project. And it all starts with a rumored monster in the woods and a secret long buried under Gallows Hill.

A collaboration project with @blundrstorm and @staryillustrations

(Star's blog would be linked but for some reason Tumblr can't find it, she's here tho!)

#the owl house #fanfiction #luz noceda #gus porter #hunter noceda #willow park #amity blight #toh vee #huntlow #lumity #mystery #mystery story #collaboration

[mtskullz]

I’ve been coming up with this mystery circus story for a while but I can’t figure out if I want to it be a Murder Mystery or a Zombies Apocalypse story. Anyway, I drew some more. They don’t have names yet.

Psst! This is just an excuse to make a Y/N X Buggy the Clown story-sort of))

#hand drawn #sketch #circuscore #clowncore #clown oc #gypsy girl #old hollywood #horror #mystery story #murder mystery #zombie apocalypse #buggy x oc #buggy the clown

[pulpsandcomics2]

Thrilling Mystery Novel May 1947

#pulp magazine #mystery story

[gotchaocha]

The neopet lighthearted fanfic turned into a 5 act story whose ending chapter I have already worked on but still need to spend time making the other chapters and figuring shit out before even starting to write

#it was suposed to be like just a funnn side project #neopets #about like jhudora and ilussen antagonism origin story #because I liked the way they interacted and wanted MORE #but then I activated my mystery side and now what do we have #mystery story #AKA the one kind of story where it’s kinda hard to write first and then figure out the plot #so alas here I am planning the end #and not even close to chapter one #😭😭😭 #it’s fun thought #thought I am considering making a side project for the side project #because it just planning #and I need to write shit tooo #writeblr

[rubywrite]

First Seven Lines Tag

Thanks for the tag @axl-ul!

I haven’t written in a while so I found an older wip that I’m probably going to be abandoning. Just a trigger warning: mentions of blood.

Hannah Johnson has always been able to see spirits and other supernatural creatures that others can’t. Her parents had to take her to the doctors when she was younger because they feared she was sick because of all the gruesome things she told her parents. One day she remembered clearly, she was around seven years old, she saw a little boy with a bloody head watching her from her bedroom window, her room was on the second floor. He stared at her with unblinking eyes, she screamed and started crying. When her parents ran to her room she described what she was seeing but they couldn’t see the boy at the window even when she could still see him. She would stay in their room until the boy left her alone. She would still occasionally see him when she got a little older too but not as much.

I’ll keep this open tag for anyone who wants to join.

@narutofandude

#trigger warnings #old wip #own work #mystery story #tag games #open tag

[acidsneeze]

Chained Soul - Part Five

Check out the latest part of Chained Soul!

Welcome back to Chained Soul, my new serialised novel that I’m releasing right here on my blog, as well as on Tapas and Wattpad. Quick warning: this series does contain strong language, so if that’s not your thing, you’re free to skip this one! Check out Part One, including a synopsis for the whole series, here! If you missed Part Four, you can read that here! Day Five The psychologist came…

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#blogging #books #creativity #dystopia #fiction #inspiration #mystery #mystery story #novel #Poetry #serial #writing

[adinelleggreeo]

The Puzzler Bunch- OC Art!

I drew this fun group in my sketchbook one day and decided to build a story around them. Their names are Harold (Harry), Alice and Marissa, they're 10 years old and are in their 5th year of primary school. They're known for their love of solving puzzles. Harry likes word puzzles, Alice, number and math puzzles and Marissa prefers mechanical (physical) puzzles.

Everyone calls them the Puzzler Bunch, but this name is pending. I think I can come up with something better.

#child characters #mystery solvers #puzzle solvers #child detectives #fun sketching #fun sketch book #story ideas #imagination #creativity #original characters #art stories #slice of life #slice of life characters #mystery story #mystery characters #cute art #adinelle ggreeo #adinelle ggreeo draws

[visualsandvoices]

do you ever have moments where like ya loving books is a default thing for you and everyone who knows you knows you love reading, you’ve got lots of books in your room, all that good stuff...

but then

you have a moment of being almost physically overwhelmed by how much you love escaping into these other worlds that exist so viscerally inside you. (hoping its not just me lmao)

its like I cant even focus to read rn because I’m just sitting here stunned by how great life is because this exists.

Sometimes I wonder what would this world be without stories?? Or who would I be?

Anyway. Literacy is a human right.

#bookblr #bookworm #book blog #book aesthetic #books and coffee #fantasy #fantasy story #mystery #mystery story #writerblr #light academia #dark academic aesthetic #light academia aesthetic #dark academia aesthetic #harry potter #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #terry pratchett #susanna clarke #Piranesi #dr strange and mr norrell #good omens #wuthering heights #jane eyre #persuasion 2022 #persuasion #jane austen #emily bronte #charlotte bronte #bronte sisters

[twelvelms]

Bubbly and outgoing, Quinn Howell is great at magic and the natural leader of her friendship group. She's also its UNnatural leader, as one day she'll be leader of Coven Derwen, making her heir apparent, which does tend to skew the dynamic a little...

Felix and Reilly were sent to live with Quinn for their protection, and besides her younger sibling, Charlie, she doesn't really HAVE many other friends. Her experiences of the outside world have been limited and her education has been focused on making her kind and strong-willed.

She's definitely both of those things! But she also doubts her ability to be in charge, and is FAR more worried about whether people like her or not than she probably should be. Her whole life, she's been heir to Coven Derwen's leadership. She's not sure who she is otherwise.

Still, Quinn takes on this responsibility and the duties that come along with it proudly. She'll be the second ever woman coven leader when her time comes, and she wants to make her grandma - who was the first - proud.

Nevertheless, there's something at Quinn's core that longs for fun and freedom. Though she respects and dutifully upholds her position, she spends a lot of time thinking of her childhood, when things were simpler.

A song I associate with Quinn is 'Bros' by Wolf Alice. Especially: Shake your hair, have some fun Forget our mothers and past lovers, forget everyone Oh, I'm so lucky, you are my best friend Oh, there's no one, there's no one who knows me like you do

Has Quinn stolen your heart?? If so you can sponsor her by donating to the Twelvelms crowdfunder on IndieGogo: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-twelvelms-conspiracy-a-fantasy-audio-drama/x/26066738#/

#twelvelms #audio drama #fantasy #audio fiction #ttc #podcast #the twelvelms conspiracy #fiction podcast #fantasy podcast #mystery #mystery story #the marauders #dark academia #magic #witches #mages #Youtube

[masterangst]

A string of disappearances of Passione girls in the Italian countryside has Giorno setting out his two best investigators to put an end to it.

Abbacchio comes to find out that a lot more is going on under the surface, and something far more sinister is plaguing this small town. With a Stand that can't help him, he's forced to relive his days as a cop, using the skills he learned then to solve this mystery before it ends up killing him too, but not without first taking things that matter with it in the process.

#jojo bizarre adventure #leone abbacchio #fan art #original character #art #leone Abbacchio fanfic #fanfic #orginal story #part 5 vento aureo #post vento aureo Part 5 #original female character #multiple povs #giorno giovanna #trish una #mystery story

[itsglor]

Ok, is it just me or does this sound so cool? It includes over 100 characters from his various cases & comes w/a fold-out poster about his most puzzling cases.

#agatha christie #hercule poirot #poirot #mystery novel #books #books and reading #books and novels #mystery story

[the-officially-kat]

“In late October, journalist Autumn Jones goes to investigate the cases of seven missing people who were each last seen in the small town of Hallowton. However, the mystery she intends to solve might be more than she imagined, and she may uncover more than she ever hoped to...”

Happy spooky season everyone~!! My first book ever HALLOWTON is finally available on my Etsy Shop to download and read

I hope you all enjoy it and please share your reactions and thoughts with me on any of my socials, I’d love to hear from you~

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PLEASE REBLOG THANK YOU

#halloween #halloween 2022 #hallowton #pumpkin #mystery #mystery story #halloween mystery #book #book publishing #book publication #etsy #etsy uk #ok hallowton

[mtskullz]

Another(New) WIP

Haven’t decided the names yet really.

#clown oc #knife throwing #clown girl #circuscore #murder story #sarcastic #mystery story #hand drawn #sketch

[pulpsandcomics2]

Thrilling Mystery Novel May 1946

#adventure stories #mystery story

[rubywrite]

Find the word tag game!

Thanks for the tag @verba-writing it took me a bit to find these words. I choose from several writings some I’m probably never going to post. But the last one is my current WIP called: The Mirror Effect. My words were drink, alarm, deep, circle

Drink:

“You seem stressed.” Elena, her close friend and coworker said as she printed some newspapers out. “I am. I keep seeing them.” “Again? Well I mean that's the norm for you. I wish I could.” “I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.” Hannah sighed. “You could use a drink, I know let’s go to Tony’s Bar.” “I can’t. We got work tomorrow anyways.” “That sounds like a good idea actually.” Mrs. Eaves, they’re boss said. “What about my notes?” Hannah asked. “You need to relax once in a while dearie. I’m your boss that’s actually giving you permission to drink at a bar on a work night. You’ve all been working hard these past few weeks. I think a break is in order.” “Yes! For once I feel like I’m not a disappointment.” Elena cheered. Elena was actually Mrs. Eaves' daughter. “I wouldn’t go that far.” Mrs. Eaves said jokingly. Hannah smiled at them. “You know what? Yeah why not, I’ll come along too.” “Yay! But guess what? You’re paying since you’ve been avoiding going out with us at night.” Elena said. “Wow. Okay then.” Hannah smiled. “We still have to wait for Andrew, he’ll be very upset if he misses seeing Hannah drinking.” Mrs. Eaves said. “Where is he anyways?” Hannah asked. “I think he went to look for you actually.” Elena said. “Why? I was at a police station all day, nothing bad would’ve happened to me.” “You know he still cares for you.” Mrs. Eaves said. Hannah sighed. “He really showed it. I’d rather stay home if he’s coming.” “Aw what? You can’t back out now!” “We’ll have a girls night to ourselves okay? Just not today.” Hannah left. “I can’t believe they suggested bringing my ex along… what the hell were they thinking?” Hannah thought.

Deep:

Later that night Nick picked them up and they went to the crime scene. “So where exactly does this kid live?” Nick asked, looking at Rebecca from the mirror. “She can’t remember. And her parents never made it public.” “That’s a little suspicious.” “Why do you say that? They probably just wanted to grieve in peace.” Hannah said. “But why? Wouldn’t they think their daughter’s alive somewhere? They would want their information public so if someone found her they would be reunited.” “I’m sure the police have it written down somewhere.” “We do. But still. Something about that doesn’t feel right to me.” He pulled to the side of the road. “It’s walking now. It’s pretty deep in there so I would wear some bug spray.” “Let’s just go.” Hannah said getting out of the car.

Alarm:

And then it was morning, her alarm clock interrupted the amazing dream. Sarah groaned, she had a photo shoot this morning and was very not prepared for it. She quickly got dressed and made herself a cup of coffee to go. Her foster mom was already there waiting for her. “You’re late. As usual.” Sarah learned it was best not to comment on her snide remarks. “Don’t disappoint me.” Was all the grouchy lady said as she dropped her off. Sarah ignored her for the most part but gave her a slight thumbs up when she heard her drive off. The people there were all very nice and helped her feel slightly less uncomfortable. Still she did her job and got impressive shots thanks to the professional photographer and editor. She thanked everyone for their time and left. She sent a text to her foster mom rather than calling her, she also learned not to call her the hard way. She waited for a response for a few more minutes but one never came, so she decided to go get a coffee from the cafe next to the photo company. She noticed the long line and thought better of it. She looked at her phone, no answer yet, so she decided that it would be okay to wait in line. She listened to customers talking amongst themselves and people ordering their coffee and food. Though the line was long it went fast and before she even knew what to order she was up next. The cashier immediately recognized her. “Y-You’re..” she stuttered. Sarah smiled and nodded, but shushed her. “Sorry..” the girl cleared her throat. “What would you like to order?” Sarah looked up at the menu “Can I get the vanilla iced coffee with extra vanilla and skim milk, oh and also I would like that little pastry right there, is there any strawberry?” “The strawberry mini donut and a vanilla iced coffee.” Sarah nodded and thanked the girl. Sarah decided to sign a little slip of paper for the girl and give her a nice tip since she was genuinely so nice and didn’t immediately scream her name when she recognized her. When got her order and gave the girl the tip and signature she acted all giddy and immediately realized that was unprofessional, Sarah laughed at her apologies and reassured her. She felt a slight buzz in her pocket, her foster mom finally answered and was nearly there, so she waved to the girl and went back outside to wait for her.

Circle:

That afternoon she kept her promise. Taelor was sick again, this time she claimed the sun was burning her. Mom kept her home just in case. Now Lucille entered Susans gate and was knocking on her door just as loud as she did to theirs. She heard the grouchy women shuffling to the front door with a loud “I’m coming!” Susan yanked the door open and gave a curt “What?” “I’ve come to return that book to you.” Susan looked at her right hand. “Nothing can be done now.” She said shutting the door. Lucille knocked again, when she got no answer she gave up. What to do now. She felt her phone vibrate, it was Blair calling her. Lucille answered as she walked back to her house. “Hey.” “Luci. There’s something weird going on.” “What do you mean?” “I couldn’t find anything on the forums I’m in about the book you’re talking about.” “I kind of figured. I talked to Susan just now about returning the damn thing and she says nothing can be done.” She said as she walked through the front door. “I’m really worried about you. Everything points to darkness with what you’ve described. What does your tattoo look like?” “It’s like a round mirror with vines surrounding it in a circle, now the vines have thorns.” She described looking at her hand. “You need to see Ms. Stars.” “The psychic?” “She might be able to help you.” “I’m not really into that stuff like you are though.” Lucille put down her bag in the kitchen. “Just try I’ll come with you next weekend. I have a birthday this weekend or I would do it this weekend.” Lucille sighed. “Fine. Only if you’re coming.”

#own work #mystery #fantasy #paranormal #wip excerpt #current wip #thanks for the tag! #mystery story

[wonder-queen-123]

? x Sick Hanahaki Reader

You lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to take your mind off of him. You wondered why it had to be him of all people. Why'd your heart have to fall for him?

Ever since a kid, he's been the only thing you could think about. Of course he'd never like you back, you were just a waste of space...or at least that's what he and your family constantly told you.

"'Hey guys, how's it going? What are you guys talking about? Oh, you're talking about them? Yeah, I agree. They really are just a waste of space.'"

You couldn't stop thinking about that, and as soon as that thought resurfaced, your chest felt like it was on fire. You quickly got off the bed, and immediately ran to the bathroom. You coughed violently, trying to get the flowers out, knowing full well that you didn't have much time left.

You flush the toilet, and sat against your bathroom wall. Faintly, You heard someone knocking on your bedroom door. You didn't want to see anyone, nevertheless talk to anyone, but you knew that they'd just keep knocking if you didn't open the door.

You slowly and shakily got up from the floor, and washed away the blood from your mouth, and walked into your room. You made your way over to the door, and opened it.

You took one look at who it was, and asked why they were here. "I just wanted to check on you. I noticed...can-can I come in? I want to talk to you."

You wordlessly let them in, and gestured to your bed for them to sit down. You sat beside them, and waited for them to say something.

"Where have you been the last few weeks? You barely show up to class anymore, and you've also been skipping training. Mr. Aizawa and the rest of us are extremely worried about you. Please talk to me. I want to help."

You looked away, not knowing what to say. "Please, (Name). Please talk to me, I want to help you. I really do." You turned to look at them.

No one ever called you by  your real name when talking to you. They'd usually use the nickname they gave you, but when they did you knew that they were worried.

You cupped their face with your hand, and wiped the tears away with your thumbs. "Don't cry, love. It's okay. I'm fine. I'm sorry for worrying you and the others, but trust me, I'm fine." You said, looking at them.

They smiled slightly at hearing the name you called everyone. "Are you sure? You don't seem fine to me. And, there's something I've noticed as of late. I know that it's not my place to say, but I noticed that you haven't been eating lately. You would usually sit with me and the rest of our friends at lunch, and even make jokes about you-know-who. But, you haven't been at lunch with us for about two and a half weeks. Probably longer than that."

You knew they were right, but you couldn't just say 'the reason why I haven't been showing up to class, training, or even lunch is because I'm sick. I've got hanahaki, and I'm actually dying. I'll be gone within the next week and a half, to two weeks most likely.'

What were you supposed to do or even say? You knew that it would break their heart if they found out you were sick, nevertheless dying, and you didn't want them to be sad. You hated seeing your friends and family upset.

You felt another cough forming in your throat, and quickly ran to the bathroom once again. You didn't have any time to tell your friend to plug their ears because you were in the middle of throwing up at least 3x as many flowers, branches, and blood.

As soon as you realized just how much you had thrown up, you knew that you were already on the brink of death. You were practically already gone.

Just as your thoughts started to cloud and fog your mind, you didn't hear the knocking, which slowly turned into banging on the bathroom door.

"(Name)! Unlock the door! What's happening? Please, open the door! (Name)! Please!"

You have lost so much blood over the past few weeks, that you could barely even stand. You were fading in and out of consciousness, and barely heard your name being called.

The last thing you saw before falling unconscious was the bathroom door being flung open, and your friend running over to you.

They immediately picked you up, and held you against their chest. With what strength you had left, you wrapped your arms around them, and started to say 'i love you'.

You only managed to say 'I lo-' before taking your last breath. Once you and your friend were back in your room, they set you down on your bed, and had just now realized that there was a note on your nightstand.

'To whoever may be reading this, I'm sorry that I didn't spend my last few weeks with any of you. I didn't want anyone to know that I was sick. That's why I haven't been showing up to class, training, and lunch. I've had hanahaki for a while, but I don't want anyone to blame themselves. It wasn't anyone's fault but mine. I'm the idiot who fell in love with someone who always called me a waste of space. Yes, Katsuki Bakugou in other words. Katsu, if you're the one reading this, then I want you to know that I've had a crush on you ever since we were kids. Even if I am, or was a waste of space, at least I'm not anymore. Dad, thank you for not telling anyone about this. I love you all so very much, and I know that all you my loves, will become amazing heroes. (Name) Aizawa.'

Kirishima cried his eyes out when he got done reading the note. But, Aizawa had known? Since when? How long has Aizawa known about this? Did he know if there was a way to cure you, and you just refused?

As Kirishima was lost in thought, he didn't realize that Aizawa, along with the rest of 1A was standing right behind him, crying.

Once he turned around and noticed, he immediately noticed Bakugou looking at him, and rage immediately flooded over Kirishima.

He walked past everyone, and immediately punched Bakugou in the face as hard as he could. "Bakubro!" He growled, venom laced in his voice.

"You did what?! How could you?! How could you say that to them, or even about them?! Because of what you and their family constantly told them, look at what ended up happening! (Turns to Aizawa) And you, Mr. Aizawa, you're just as bad as Bakugou here! How could you call your own kid a fucking waste of space?! If you didn't want them, then why didn't you put them up for adoption?! Telling (Name) that they're a waste of fucking space?! How incredibly monstrous can two people fucking be?!"

Everyone just stared wordlessly at Kirishima, not knowing what to do. No one had ever seen Kirishima this mad before, so they were all taken aback.

Without knowing what else to do, Sero had activated his quirk, and had bound Kirishima's hands together to keep him from lashing out at anyone else.

#mha #bnha #mystery x reader #mystery story #suspenseful? #Oneshot #x Hanahaki Reader