Angstwithcomfort Stories

After choosing love over legacy and standing firm against family pressure, Nicholas and Euijoo face the quiet aftermath of their decision. This part follows their journey as they leave what hurt them behind and rebuild a life without contracts, expectations, or permission. Through doubt, healing, and soft moments of reassurance, they relearn what it means to choose each other freely. The marriage renewal is not about fixing the past, but about claiming the future-on their own terms, with love that is steady, honest, and finally unafraid. There may be a Part 5 that explores their married life after all the pain, pressure, and renewal-quiet days, real love, and what comes next. If you want to see Part 5, please vote or leave a comment to let me know 🤍

When 13-year-old Jolene calls the police on her abusive parents, Officer Angela Lopez changes her life forever. With Wesley fighting for her in court and Angela by her side, Jolien learns that sometimes family isn't the one you're born into-it's the one that chooses you.

An ordinary afternoon. A random encounter in front of a convenience store. A stranger whose presence made her heart race for reasons she couldn't understand. Isolde Elaris never expected that one small moment-one unexpected meeting-would stay in her mind longer than it should. And she definitely didn't expect that the stranger's name would linger in her thoughts. Leander Cassian Santiago. He was just a stranger after all... someone whose path simply crossed hers. But sometimes, the most unforgettable stories begin in the most ordinary places. And sometimes, a single crossed path is all it takes to change everything.

After coming home from their summer in Gravity Falls, Dipper starts getting noticeable changes and the people around him, including him, don't know what to do. These changes may seem like he's going crazy to others but for those in the know, he's acting more like Bill. While the triangle was most likely defeated, it seems like Dipper is starting to take one big influence from him. Warning: despite how the title makes it seem (I've seen a lot of billdip stuff on here so I know some patterns) this is NOT billdip and it never will be. Anyways feel free to enjoy or not enjoy this story Cover art and story idea by me, written by me Please note that the first chapters was written around a year ago and everything after that is gonna be a lot better, I just wanted to use it took me a while to make

He was the boy he saved once, years ago. Now he's the CEO, calm, composed, and impossibly close. Gao Tu has spent years hiding who he truly is-his Omega identity a secret born of fear and past hurt. But Hua Yong, tender, patient, and unwavering, refuses to let him stay hidden. From childhood memories to quiet office encounters, from lingering glances to subtle touches, trust and desire grow slowly, dangerously, beautifully. Will Gao Tu let Hua Yong in-and finally feel safe, loved, and seen? Gao Tu's hidden Omega identity and emotional walls (fractured signals of who he really is) Hua Yong's gentle pursuit and tender signals of love and care The slow-burn tension between them, with subtle, lingering emotional and pheromonal cues Gao my baby suffered too much in the drama, he deserves some love obsessed psycho like hua yong in his life to give him all the love and care of world 🥺 to care for him and shower him in love hope you all enjoy this one. it's my favourite ghost ship ☺️

When Juli's dad suddenly decides to take her and her six siblings on a two-week-long cross-country road trip, she's torn between excitement and the ache of leaving Noah behind. At only 17, the second youngest of a chaotic, close-knit bunch, Juli knows this trip will be anything but peaceful - cramped cars, late-night drive-thru stops, and barely any service. But nothing compares to how hard the distance hits Noah. At 22, Noah is the young CEO of a thriving company. He's polished, powerful, and successful... but when it comes to Juli, he turns into a complete golden retriever - loyal, affectionate, and completely undone without her. He tries to play it cool when she leaves, burying himself in work, texting her sweet goodnights, and pretending her absence isn't driving him insane. Until Day 3. That's when the cold apartment, the silence in bed, and the sight of her empty hoodie on his desk finally get to him. And instead of staying late at the office like usual, Noah pours himself a drink. Then another. And another. By midnight, he's slumped on the couch, phone in hand, whispering apologies into voice memos and reading old messages just to feel close to her again. Meanwhile, Juli's halfway across the country, stuck between backseat bickering and spotty Wi-Fi, missing her boyfriend more than she thought possible. The story follows them in parallel - her on a whirlwind road trip with her loud, complicated family, and him drowning quietly in the space she left behind. How long can he hold on before she comes home? And when she does... what version of Noah will be waiting for her?

Short drabble about Lucifer comforting Alastor in the rain (I haven't watched Hazbin Hotel yet so please pity me. I'm watching it today so just apologize. This just came to my mind after searching up a bunch of Radioapple shit. Bye)

Azula is supposed to be a monster, sent to finish what her brother couldn't. She is nothing short of a weapon for her father to use. Azula won't stop until there is nothing but ashes at her feet. Surely, having assistance won't hinder her mission. Right? Originally posted on ao3 :)

Gru's favourite minion, Lissy, is kidnapped! But there's more to it than it seems... A crime of love, a crime of passion: A Crime of Direction and Magnitude. Co-authors with Aishy Waishy Smaishy Faishy Laishy Kaishy Raishy

A bunch of one-shots/mini fics of these two. They're cute.

What if...Kim Dokja didn't wake up from his coma and died instead? What would happen to his companions, mostly his 'plagiarist' writer and his life and death companion? But it's not really the end, isn't it? After all, It was just the beginning for our reader and for his companions. NOTE: Confirmation just incase some people "Accuse" me of copying an Ao3 fic, I AM FaithfullyLi in ao3!!

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venti and xiao were once so close... venti and xiao are now so far apart... but why does this strange feeling stay? that feeling from last summer

After the world is saved, no one talks about what comes after. Hawkins is quieter now. The monsters are gone. The scars are not. Will Byers has always lived between worlds-between words he can't say and feelings he doesn't know how to name. Art is the only place where he feels honest. Safe. Mike Wheeler has always been certain about one thing: staying. Even when everything else feels like it's slipping through his fingers. They're best friends. They always have been. But some distances aren't measured in miles. Some silences are louder than screams. And some love grows so slowly, so quietly, that you don't realize it's there until it's already changed everything. Between us is a slowburn Byler fanfic about healing, growing up, and learning that sometimes the bravest thing you can do is say the truth-out loud.

In Izuku's final moments, Katsuki is there to assist him. The two alone together, breathing their final breaths, together...always and forever.

Max Verstappen never liked the media. He never pretended to, either. Blunt, private, and unbothered by public opinion, Max built a reputation that painted him as cold and arrogant-especially after the 2021 World Drivers' Championship, which fans claimed he "stole" from Lewis Hamilton. He didn't care. He didn't need to be liked. The media's villain narrative, fueled by Drive to Survive, only made it worse-portraying him as rude and emotionless. In truth, Max just hated faking it for the cameras.What the world didn't know was that behind the headlines and hate, he had built a quiet life with a man he loved. A man who never asked for trophies-only time.

❝ 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗡'𝗧 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗦━━ osamu miya has occuring dreams where he can see his soulmate is playing piano in the darkness. ━━𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔'𝙍𝙀 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙎.❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ SOULMATE AU OSAMU MIYA x READER lowercase intended. dark themes mentioned hq © haruichi furudate exulansis © kytaglia

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗲𝘁 ﹙𝙎𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙘 ﹚ Alternative Universe-Canon Divergence ✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ - Every flick of his fingers carried meaning. Each wound he inflicted held a purpose. He had crafted the most breathtaking puppet in all of Sunagakure-his most fluid, lifelike creation yet. It was more than just a masterpiece, it was more precious to him than his first works, Mother and Father. It danced freely beneath the moonlight that bathed the sands, each movement flowing with emotion as if the puppet were truly alive. Though it possessed no heart, no soul, its gestures spoke of sorrow and grace. Grief echoed in every step, and elegance lingered in every motion. A voice whispered to Sasori, gentle, wise, and heartbreakingly beautiful. A voice he knew he would never hear again. "Sasori, I'm always here for you," it said, just as it had once long ago, when he first breathed life into his earliest puppets, the dancing puppet collapsed before him, falling with a grace that only deep sorrow could shape. Blood welled at his fingertips, a quiet offering, and as it dripped to the ground, the sand drank it...slowly, silently, erasing everything but the pain. 𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗼3! ao3: zhngyrel wattpad main account: zhngyrel book cover editor: me