𓂃۶ৎ : Kian Fuentebella was forced to marry a man - but little did he know that the one arranged for him was his forgotten childhood friend.

primo & red bl story | on-going

a bl story. We always hear the point of view of the ones left behind, but we never really consider the pain of the ones who left. Sometimes, other people had to leave not just because they lost the spark, or it didn't feel right anymore - but because they knew better that in order to grow, they both have to grow apart. Are leavers still lovers?

One punch, and the world tilted off its axis.

bl (boys love)

"We promised we'd always be together, but even promises aren't strong enough to stop the world from tearing us apart." ------------------------------------------------------------------- They grew up together. Fell in love when they were young. To them, nothing else mattered so long as they had each other. But would these feelings hold strong when the universe seemed to enjoy tearing them apart? Read to find out lovelies 💗🎬

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Dashiro Fujimoto is a young and successful CEO who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Known for his refined image, sharp mind, and powerful family name, he lives a life most people could only dream of-filled with wealth, influence, and control. But behind the polished suits and business talkings lies a secret no one would ever expect. Dashiro Fujimoto is a diehard fan. More specifically, he is a quiet yet devoted supporter of Shade Claveria, the charismatic idol of the internationally loved boy band, Moonlight. While the world sees Dashiro as an untouchable businessman, he secretly spends his time and money attending Shade's events and supporting every step of his idol's journey. No one knows this side of him. But when fate unexpectedly brings their worlds closer together, the line between idol and fan begins to blur-turning quiet admiration into something far more complicated.

SATR

Overdrive and Velvet Night Series #1 Shadows In The Fast Lane BL || On - going Niko lives to endure and to survive, because at the end of the day, the only thing he has ever truly had is himself. He has long since grown used to being alone. He fills his own emptiness, silently protecting the peace he has built and hopes to keep for the rest of his life. But somewhere along the fast-moving shadows, something shifted. Even in his monochrome existence, he began to notice traces of color. It happened so quickly he barely caught it, like a moment lost between blinks. Will the future offer him a better life? A hopeful tomorrow? It is uncertain. But perhaps there is someone watching from the sidelines, quietly hoping he does not walk that road alone.