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Helm of Pride, Soldier to Fight

As a soldier, I wear my helm with pride. It protects me from my enemies, from their blades and clubs. And yet, I find myself unable to take it off. I am a soldier to fight, what am I otherwise? I find myself acting as if everyone’s a threat.

A Talk With The Author

This is an AU and not part of the main Bee/Meta story!

Four Times Bee Called Jason "Dad" on Accident, and One Time They Didn't

Just some happy things. :>

Just a Talk

Overall, Bee was having a shitty time right now. They were on a routine patrol, and now they were ducking into a store to avoid cops.

Finding the Roots of "To Find"

We take many words in the English language for granted. Especially our verbs. We use the verb “find” all the time in our day-to-day life in English speaking countries. “Can you find that for me?” “I’m finding myself.” “I found it!” et cetera. But where did it come from?

Everything

I am nothing. I am the void. I am the sky at night. “And yet, Even the night sky Has the moon and stars To guide sailors with their light.”

Growth of the word "Tree"

“Tree” is a common Germanic word that many people take for granted. The PIE word for it is “drew-o,” according to many linguists, which is a variant of “deru,” which was a verb meaning “to be strong, steadfast.” The Proto-Germanic word for tree is “trewam,” which was the root for

"Just A Warning"

Bee was not…averse to touch. They loved touch! They liked hugging their friends and their family. They liked cuddling with people. All that fun stuff. But touch they weren’t expecting? That…was different.

Electric

Humming. Buzzing. Droning on and on.

Día de los Muertos

Catrina was…scrambling, if she was being honest. She was trying to get some things together to make an ofrenda for Día de los Muertos, but all of the places she was “allowed” to go didn’t have anything that she needed.

Cal Meeting Slade

Fix-it-Cal. That’s what he was. He walked around, fixing up cars and bikes for cash or trades. He had a warehouse he stayed in that he was fixing up, and life was good. No scientists. No being called numbers instead of a name. And, best of all, nobody calling him the wrong name. Life was good.

DC OC story! The Kumars'-Tim POV

Self

What are you? I am me! But WHAT are you? A human, just like you! Then why don’t you look like one? I do. I just don’t look like you. But…I’ve never seen someone like you. That’s because you just met me! But…Why’s

PRIDE

Pride The deadliest sin He who cometh before the fall But now, there’s a new pride A pride that celebrates love, not just self Pride Confidence’s ugly twin Always looking to destroy, destroy, destroy Maybe she just needed a family Someone who looked past her flaws Who saw

PRETTY GIRL DAYS

PRETTY GIRL DAYS

Hey guys, this is a short play I did for my theatre class, and I just wanted to share it on here! It's a sapphic romance that follows Calliope and Evelyn, who are hopelessly in love with each other. Enjoy!! PRETTY GIRL DAYS (It’s another day at

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Hello! My name is Branna Booth, and I'm an eighteen year old nonbinary author!

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