In therapy, healing did have a shadow. - A story for black girls who are living the best way they know how with what they were dealt. This story follows Girly a month after she was released from her three month stay at an inpatient treatment center regarding her disordered eating. Conflicted by the ending of her not so recent breakup and much more, read as she walks us through her present life, obsessively reflecting on the past. Her mandatory therapy, maybe good for her at first, becomes a pawn in her dismay. Self aware of who she is, she still cycles through her own self destructive impulses, searching for meaning in her life with fleeting moments of comfort through old habits, life, and work in the entertainment industry. Time moves depressingly slow in this waiting game of her life. Long, isolated days in bed journaling. An overwhelming desire to be understood, and to understand. She takes us along this journey of false hope and self-discovery. See her thoughts become louder over time. This is not a love story. (writing a story that is built from experiences throughout my life, current events, and my thoughts. just putting it all into words, into a character. it's not all just about me though, it's about the characters too. this is their story too. i just like to write. it's a form of venting for me. read if you like or if you're nosy and interested in a deep dive into my life) ITS LIKE MY PERSONAL DIGITAL JOURNAL (the doctor in my book isn't a real person from my life, he's just meant to represent everything all in one, a cycle, he's symbolic, and how for the main character, all roads lead to rome) (ai for spelling fixes and punctuation clean up, that's it. if you see em dashes or semicolons, i put it there. otherwise, my own writing is mine mine mine)

She's a girl molded by pain. Hydra's perfect weapon still bleeding from scars no one else can see. Luna Maximoff keeps everyone at arm's length, convinced she's too broken to be loved. Natasha Romanoff has survived her own darkness and refuses to trust easily... yet there's something about Luna that she can't walk away from. Every glance lingers. Every touch threatens to pull them closer. Two girls shaped by the world's cruelty, searching for comfort in each other. Will it end in love... or heartbreak?

[UPDATES: Tuesdays] Famed actress Elizabeth Olsen, seeking respite from the Hollywood blockbuster scene, takes on an intimate indie film project, Fractured Stars, about loss and healing. The film brings her to a sleepy German town, where she meets Isabelle Astra Mason, a precocious 15-year-old starting actress who has just suffered a devastating loss: the death of her father. Their shared project mirrors Isabelle's life so closely it feels almost eerie. Bound by their adjacent hotel rooms and the film's emotionally raw content, Elizabeth and Isabelle form an unorthodox but deeply transformative bond that feels almost maternal. As the line between art and reality blurs, Elizabeth grapples with her own vulnerabilities as a mother figure, navigating Isabelle's grief while balancing her role as a wife to musician Robbie Arnett, who remains in the U.S. Isabelle, meanwhile, finds herself torn between her fierce independence and yearning for guidance and care she hasn't had since birth. Together, they'll discover that healing doesn't come in the way they expect but through connection and shared strength.

When a family friend's suicidal daughter becomes her patient, Dr. Annabelle is forced to confront the one thing more dangerous than depression: Attachment. "I don't need your help, Doctor Annabelle." She laughed, but it sounded exhausted. "Though if you have discovered a way to screw the depression out of someone, I would be willing to hear your treatment plan."

"And you kept smiling at him." "I was being polite," I whispered weakly. "Mm." The sound she made sent another shiver through me. My pulse spiked immediately. She lowered herself close to the side of my face, her breath fanning my ear. She whispered darkly, "well, baby girl." She nipped my ear then. "Tonight..." Her hand came up to my throat. Not hurting Not choking. But firm enough to steal my breath away. Then she pulled back a little to look at my lips. Her gaze rose to my eyes then. Eyes dark. Pupils blown wide. "I'm not going to be." ... Jules has always lived carefully-balancing expectations, responsibilities, and the quiet weight of a world that doesn't always leave room for uncertainty. But everything begins to shift when she meets Jeanna, a confident and composed businesswoman who disrupts the rhythm of Jules' guarded life in the most unexpected way. What starts as a connection neither of them fully understands slowly deepens into something impossible to ignore. Jeanna is patient, steady, and unwavering in a way Jules has never experienced before-offering her not just affection, but space to grow, to question, and to choose for herself. Set against the backdrop of a conservative environment, this story explores identity, courage, and the complexity of choosing love when it feels like everything else is at stake. At its core, it's about two women finding their way to each other-not perfectly, but honestly.

Isabelle taylor is always the person everybody goes to talk to about their own problems but no one listens to her when she has something to say. she's okay until she gets home and the reality hits her, shes not loved. she's just a good shoulder to cry on and no one really knows anything about her. but one constant thing in her life is her english lessons. Katherine brown is 36 years old, one of the smartest people that works at Oakwood Academy and everybody knows it. with a background of attending Oxford university she is controlled, quiet, strict and extremely ethereal. It's always been just her and her maine coon cat since she divorced her late husband. she likes it like that. but maybe she's open to new possibilities? When Katherine finally sees through the tough girl act Isabelle it feels like she wants to protect her and take all her pain away. but she's not sure how. she'll figure it out...

Joey Rhodes was a girl who hated her life. As any 17 year old girl does. Her parents sucked, but didn't. They weren't the worst people alive, but definitely not the best. They fought a lot. Maybe that was why her relationship was the way it was. Chaos was normal so those bruises on her felt normal. One day, a casting director saw her while she was working. She told Joey she needed to audition for her and with nothing to lose or gain she did. Surprisingly, she got the job and suddenly her whole life changed. As the job was a role of a trouble girl adopted by the Avengers. Scarlett Johansson mother figure Warning mental health, description of depression, self harm topics/thoughts/motions. If you are struggling please find help and maybe don't read this. Some of these scenes are real life experiences from me, I won't be saying which ofc but please take care when reading 💜

Brynn promised herself two things when she was younger. One: She would be a star. Warm and bright and loved by all. Two: She would never let anyone hurt her again. - A Scarlett Johansson X Daughter Figure fanfic - (general warning for mentions of sexual assault, abuse and stalking throughout the story)

Introduction. Some people don't cry for help. They just... stop asking. Eraya was one of them. She existed in corners, in the last bench of a lecture hall, in the shadow of her own hoodie, in silences that felt too heavy for someone her age. No one questioned it. No one looked twice. Except Zivah. Zivah, who carried light like it belonged to her. Zivah, who laughed too easily, loved too deeply, and never realized that the softest hearts are the ones that break the hardest. She wasn't searching for a love story. She already had a life full of warmth, of people, of everything Eraya wasn't. But something about that silence, something about the way Eraya flinched at nothing, felt wrong. And Zivah couldn't look away. Because sometimes, love doesn't begin with attraction. Sometimes it begins with noticing what everyone else ignores. What she didn't know was this, some silences are not chosen. Some homes are not safe. And some girls are not waiting to be loved... they are waiting to be saved. And when the moment came, when the world decided Eraya was nothing more than a burden to be traded away, Zivah made a choice. Not a loud one. Not a heroic one. Just a quiet, trembling decision that changed everything. "If no one wants her... I do." This is not a story of perfect love. It is a story of staying. Of unlearning fear. Of holding someone so gently... they forget what it felt like to be hurt. Because sometimes, the softest rescues are the ones that save you the most.

Emma starts therapy and she feels something for the first time.. But as she kept going, she noticed she enjoyed it, not because of therapy.. because she likes spending time with Regina.. Do they cross the line?