typing aesthetic

Liora’s life is quiet and predictable — school days, sunset photographs, and Evren, the best friend who has always been by her side. Then on a random Tuesday, a new message appears. Rowan. What starts as a few casual chats slowly turns into late-night conversations and a connection Liora never expected. Yet something about him always feels slightly out of reach. While life continues with her friends and familiar routines, strange things begin happening online — disappearing accounts, unsettling messages, and whispers about something called The Last Seen Circle. Liora doesn’t realize it yet, but some people enter your life with a purpose. And sometimes, the most dangerous moment isn’t when someone sends a message… It’s when the screen quietly says: Typing… Typing… — a story about trust, digital shadows, and how easily a heart can be manipulated.

poetry and poems by me:))

Lydia Ashworth is a perfectly ordinary third-year student at the Royal Institute— unless you count the months-long sense of suffocating pressure, the creeping paranoia, and the divine voices whispering in her skull. Her professors say she’s stressed. Her classmates say she needs sleep. Her gods say she’s been chosen. None of them know the half of it. When an anonymous package delivers impossible binding manuals and a war journal from a conflict nobody remembers, Lydia’s quiet academic life detonates. Hidden histories surface. Divine forces circle. And someone—someone powerful—has turned her entire hometown into a covertly fortified safe zone. There’s only one person who seems strangely unsurprised: Professor David Griffin, the world’s dullest lecturer. Behind his wire-rimmed spectacles and monotone voice hides a being who once shattered realities, bound cosmic monsters, and walked away from a war that cost entire dimensions. He’s spent fifteen years pretending to be mediocre. It was peaceful while it lasted. Now the entities he once imprisoned—the Precursors, artists who sculpt suffering across galaxies—are waking, whispering their way into London’s creative minds. Musicians cry while composing masterpieces. Philosophers dream of exquisite agony. Reality itself is beginning to warp toward their aesthetic. The gods have chosen Lydia to stand against them. Griffin has chosen Lydia because she thinks differently. The Precursors have chosen Lydia for reasons of their own. She is the center of a cosmic chess match she never asked to play. And her mentor may be as dangerous as the monsters he once defeated. As ancient bindings strain and divine whispers escalate, Lydia must decide whether to trust the gods who chose her, the professor who terrifies her, or herself—while the world is quietly rearranged into the opening strokes of someone else’s masterpiece. Knowledge is power. Power is dangerous. And some lessons should never have been learned.

Being raped at a young age made Aeris ISOLATED herself from others. She knew she was betrayed from the only person she trust but ignored it to lessen the pain. She knew everything but never said a thing. Instead of complaining, Aeris never talk about herself. Having PISTANTOPHOBIA is not easy for her. Bearing the fact that she's afraid of trusting people again.Her only cousin and so called BFF died 3 years ago. Khathryn, killed herself and as a punishment for her sin, she became a WANDERING GHOST until she can find a way to afterlife. Her soul was sealed by the GRIM REAPER and in order to take it back and go to afterlife, she must carry a mission. ⛔️ WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE TWO? ⛔WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN IF THE ISOLATED GIRL MEETS THE WANDERING GHOST? Let us open the book of life, of both young souls who got played by destiny, From family to strangers to comrades....Join me to unbosom both of their chapters that got folded by fate.......

GERMAN LANGUAGE ONLY Sorry for you, dear Englisch speaking reader, but this novel is written in German language, because of my German heritage and my bad English writing skills. If you able to understand German you can enjoy a story I´m writing about a group of misfits of an japanese high school in Osaka, which are forced to found a club to learn socially desirable behavior and maybe create their own unique bond of freindship. It focus the German-Japanese student Benji, who has traveled from Cologne Germany to Osaka Japan to be with his new family of his mother and to face the strange new world of Japan. Not only the other culture seems to be a challenge for him, because he also meets many new individuals, besides to his stepsister Haruka, who turn his life upside down and he turns their ones.

At 3:07Am she receives a message... from a number that shouldn't exist. Ayaan--her best friend---died three years ago in a tragic accident. so why is his name flashing on her screen again? what starts as a simple text soon turns into a nightmare. the messages know things no one else could know... secrets buried in her past but the most terrifying truth isn't that a dead person is texting her-- it's what he says next: "you died that night too." A reality begins to crack and memories start to blur, one question remain--- If she's alive... then who is she?

Lilah Daza. The youngest Filipino Fashion Designers have been chasing after success even when she was in college. She is devoted to her career to the point that she doesn't know how to value a romantic relationship. She was once sure that she didn't love her ex-boyfriend and that was the reason why she decided to break up with him. She thought that letting go of the man whom she doesn't need in her life was the best decision she ever made. But the moment she saw her ex-lover with someone she hates, she started to feel unusual and unfamiliar emotions. Jealous. Disappointment. Desperation. And that's all because of Alester Hernandez, the guy she once breaks into pieces but later on, she realizes that she truly loves him. That's when she decided to get him back no matter how hard it will be. That is kinda embarrassing for her and will stamp her ego but she'll just consider it as aesthetic karma of her for being stupid and ambitious.

“Why are you still here?” “I never left.” “That’s not true. You disappeared.” Typing… Deleting… Typing again. “Then why did you keep my chat pinned?” Seen • 2:13 AM Last Seen: TYPING.....

Generic Fiction, just trying to write. Do not expect anything else beside the aforementioned. Feel Free to give feedback.

Bram is just waking up in what seems to be his childhood home. With no memories it's up to him and his thoughts to navigate this world and become free to do what they can to recover bram's memories.