A grieving man turns to recreational substances to cope with the loss of his love. On the day their wedding is supposed to take place, the man spirals into desperation to see his fiancé one last time. Submission for YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest

“I almost had him!” I heard a girl’s voice while I was in a coma. According to my nurse, I was apparently hit by a massive truck in the middle of the 4 way road. It was seemingly a fatal situation but I have no recollection of it at all. “You are lucky!” My nurse always says to me as she...

The story revolves around an artist named Elias, depicting his life in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the town, and the evolution of his art. Elias's imaginative flair and the enchanting touch of his brush bring forth creations that infuse the town with an air of mystery and curiosity. A my...

You, who showed me an ominous light. You, who had no reflection. You, who lived in the back of my mind, a voice only I could hear. You’re my grim reaper, an illusion of my greatest desire, and the end of it all. The despair that lived in the shell of what was me. Thanatos, my dearest...

In the midst of a quiet evening at home our protagonist tries one more time to feel a connection again. However it's not reciprocated in the way they had hoped. A spin-off from Mayo Hoshino's 'An Invitation from Thanatos' and YAOSOBI'S 'Into the Night'

This is a spin-off story based of YOASOBI's music video "Into the Night" as well as the story "An Invitation from Thanatos. This short story will follow an invisible narrator who only limits himself to observe the events around him. Someone who can give more insight into the thoughts of the highe...

I'm nothing special. Just another force of nature. They take inspiration from my persona, but the choices they make are theirs alone. I only serve to stoke the flames.

It never crossed his mind that he was not fighting Thanatos, but actively being pursued by him, through her. She is his muse. His temptress. And he is irreversibly entranced by her.

You don't remember her name. You can recall the figments of a memory, the shapes formed by the presence of an absence, but nothing else.

Eiden, Railey, Winston, and now Vance. All of the have been gifted a gold bracelet, and the stored away as puppets by the Puppet Master. Vance was different, while the others still had their bracelets, he did not. While the others obeyed the Puppet master, he didn't. When the others revealed they...