Sadness Fanart Novels & Stories

Unknown I was suddenly thirteen and standing in front of my Mama's art room, some of her paints were spilled on the floor, and Father had kicked them out of the table in anger. Mama’s face was contorted with grief as I tried to comfort her. It took me hours before she calmed down enough to even look at the pictures again. I remember the tears and the pain, I remembered the sadness. “Why would you do that? you know how much she loves those” I yelled at my father.

Mason's pov Saturday 3rd July 2021 ***************************** This painting will be the death of me. I just can't seem to get the colours right of the dog's fur. I've done paintings for this client before because I do commissions so I know I have to get it right to keep her business. The painting I'm doing now is of her Great Dane that I've actually met when I dropped off the last painting. It's a tan colour but I can't get the right shade and I have to leave soon to go to the club.

The stubborn girl realized her mistake by the tears of Loathefiya. She smiled pacing to her and apologized, "I am sorry. I didn't mean to make her cry." She lowered Loathefiya's little hands and rubbed off her tears. Loathefiya looked at her with eyes of mist. The girl smiled nodding. On her head sides, she wore red ribbons tied as bow, around her two ponytails. Taking one off, she tied it beautifully on Loathefiya 's silky blue hairs at the right side, saying,

Miranda felt it in her soul, just as she had once screamed too. Angry rays cut across the sky - a sign that a superior vampire has too much anger or too much sadness coursing through his veins. Soraia lay prostrate on the dry leafy ground, weeping, while the leaves from the treetops above her head fell around her like raindrops. Miranda felt the weight of sadness in her pores and like a dog followed it through the air until she found Soraia.

her goal was to find Yuuki, but now everything was in vain. Dessa cry and cry and cry for the entire hour in front of the Lv2 Tank the dagger was still stabbed on its nape, that’s why the Lv2 Tank was not reanimated Fear, disappointment, and sadness; all of this feeling was disturbing Dessa’s whole being, his body lost all of its strength. She was just staring at the body and doing nothing. until his brain stops working because of so much suffering she encountered

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Cheeks wet from the tears a soft sob escaping from her lips only to be unheard even by the guy who is in the same room or a basement she assumed as there was no window around. One after the other the drop of blood dripped on the bucket as the boy with the grey eyes kept on painting over the canvas. The canvas is painted with deep red as the same replica of the women tied on the chair. The only colour that was upon it was red of different shades with its background in black colour. “Naa~naa~na~na~na~Naaa~Naaa~Na~” the smile turns into a smirk as he takes a deep breathtaking scent of blood. Making him cover his mouth with the back of his hand still holding the brush.

She choked out, she was running out of breath "I'm sorry I didn't believe you, I'm sorry I let you down" She said, reaching out her bloody hand to touch his face. She wiped his tears, she couldn't bare to see him like this, especially when it was because of her. She was running out of breath, she was tired, she just wanted to sleep. She finally closed her eyes, taking her last breath in his arms. "No! Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I hadn't confessed sooner" He mumbled, his lips trembling, but he knew she was gone... he wasn't in time.

🍁🍁🍁🍁 Sadness isn't fun, but it is comfortable. 🍁 Happiness is fleeting and unstable 🍁🍁🍁🍁 DAVID'S POV Crystal has been in a coma for days now. I don’t know how long it’ll take for her to wake up, but every second feels like a year. Watching her lie there, unmoving, with machines doing what her body can’t, gnaws at my sanity.

｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡ A/N// I’m not crying...I promise. What’s with these two idiots? Stop making my heart ache...damn it!😭 All this is messing with my head!