Bittersweet Stories

Born beneath the same tide, Tsireya was cherished by the sea, while her twin sister, Gianna, was feared by it. With her pale skin and white hair, Gianna was ignored and rejected by the Metkayina as a child, seen as an omen rather than a person. When she befriends Lo'ak Sully, the two form a bond based on mutual neglect and a quiet understanding. But love becomes forbidden, jealousy fractures families and superstition turns cruel. Exile, war and sacrifice follow. 52/80 edited version. Started: 01/17/2026 Ended:? Disclaimer I do not own Avatar, Avatar: The Way of Water, or any of the canon characters featured in this story. All canon characters belong to James Cameron and Lightstorm Entertainment. Gianna (Gia) is my original character. This story is written for creative and entertainment purposes. Number 1 in #nextgeneration Number 1 in #avatar Number 1 in #loakxoc Number 1 in #hopeafterloss Number 1 in #avatarfanfiction Number 1 in #avatarthewayofwater Number 1 in #tragedy Number 1 in #loak

You attracted the attention of some strange individuals... Good luck. (MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE ONESHOTS, SOME MAY GET SEQUELS. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST.) Cover is Kisara from Engage Kiss.

Felix was everything an omega like him should be-quiet, caring, and far too kind for a world that thrived on power. Hyunjin was everything an alpha should be-cold, feared, and completely in control. When fate binds them together, hatred is the only thing Hyunjin feels for the omega he never wanted. But hatred is a dangerous thing. Because the more he tries to break Felix, the more he finds himself unable to stay away. And somewhere between cruel words, forced closeness, and unspoken pain... Hyunjin realizes- the omega he hated... might be the one he can't live without.

Recommended for 15+ (Make you're own call if you think you have the maturity of roughly a 15-year-old or older... you're good) Anyway... Six years have passed since Aaravos fell... Six years of planning, failing, hoping and waiting for what's to come, and just... trying to move on. But no one can predict the future. (Well, maybe Kosmo kind of can). Meanwhile, Rayla and Callum are navigating love, loss, and the unknown. Old enemies awaken, new dangers emerge, and every choice could destroy the world they've fought so hard to protect. Their home. Can they survive what's coming... together? ...Or will everything fall to pieces? The cover art, is edited and designed (Put together...) By me using photoshop, but the base image is created by Hanna Hofer, and the logo obviously belongs to the creators of the show!

Before he became the Strongest, Satoru Gojo was just a boy burdened by infinity. Strength isolated him. Expectations defined him. But in the quiet moments of his youth, he found something rare: a true companion. Rei Kurohana wasn't meant to rewrite fate or challenge his world. She stayed through quiet days, small arguments, and fleeting glimpses of normalcy. She saw him not as a title, but as Satoru, the boy behind the power. This is the story of what bloomed before the petals fell-before infinity claimed it all. Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction | Gojo Satoru x OC | Slow-Burn Romance | Childhood Friends to...? Updates Weekly-Start from the beginning and vote if you love Gojo's hidden side!

Sadhana Fushiguro has never been the kind of sorcerer people expect to save the world. One year older than Megumi, she drifts through Tokyo Jujutsu High with an easy smile, and Ten weapon technique, and a habit of caring far more deeply than she lets on and chaotic teasing, While the events of Jujutsu Kaisen unfold around her, Sadhana finds herself caught between missions, friendships, losses, and the quiet moments that make survival feel worth it. But even small choices can change the future. As bonds deepen and canon begins to shift, Sadhana must decide how much of herself she is willing to give to protect the people she loves, including the strongest sorcerer who slowly becomes impossible to ignore. Canon-divergent JJK with action, humor, traumedy[comety+traume],emotional slice-of-life moments, found family, and a slow-burn Gojo/Sadhana romance.

Just cute little giant and tiny human stories that come to mind. Don't mind the wallpaper, most g/t art is made by a creator or writer of some kind and I don't wanna steal their stuff as if I made it myself. It's just not fair. Anyways, enjoy! There might by some darker ones so I'll give a heads up beforehand. Peace. I'll prolly update about one a week.

Heya, this is Silas, and this is my guide on how to get over the love of my life's suicide. It would've been obviously an excellent guide if it weren't for everything not being the way they really seem to be. By the way, remember when I said my love killed herself? No, I think she was murdered.

Meizaru Koi No Shokei is a mystery shoujo that takes place in the 2000's, specifically 2009. Nemu Watari doesn't have many friends by the time she starts highschool, but when she meets the Zuko family...her whole world crashes down on her.

Three years ago, Kaito Amemiya disappeared from Nagisa Fukami's life without a goodbye. The only thing he left behind was a box of Polaroids. As hidden clues buried within each photograph begin to surface, Nagisa realizes Kaito wasn't saying goodbye-he was leaving him a way back. After all... rain always finds the shore. DISCLAIMER: WHILE OKINAWA IS A REAL PLACE, THE SCHOOLS MENTIONED IN THIS FICTION IS FICTIONAL. KUSURI UNIVERSITY ISN'T REAL AND SO ARE THE REST OF THE SCHOOLS MENTIONED THERE.

Before the mountain learned silence... A love bloomed beneath eternal snow. Centuries ago, high above the small villages nestled at the foot of the mountain, the goddess Ysoria lived in solitude, feared and worshipped by mortals who dared not cross into her domain. Her existence had long been defined by quiet halls, endless winters, and the distant prayers of people who knew her only through stories. Then Celsa came. A stubborn and curious mortal who climbed the mountain despite every warning, Celsa was unlike anyone Ysoria had encountered before. She did not kneel in fear or treat the goddess as some distant, untouchable deity. She spoke to her as though she were simply a woman, returning again and again until an unlikely companionship slowly grew into something far more tender. But mortals were never meant to share eternity with gods. As Celsa's time begins to run out, Ysoria is forced to face the one truth she has spent centuries avoiding: she may have the power to command storms, shape frost, and endure the passing of ages, but she cannot command mortality. --- © 2026 Bobloky | Please don't steal, copy, remake or repost my work. | This story is entirely fictional. English is not my first language, so I apologize for any occasional mistakes or awkward phrasing.

He has five weeks to empty his mother's house before it belongs to strangers. Every object he touches opens a door into the past - and he narrates all of it beautifully, precisely, and almost entirely wrong. His sister remembers a different woman. An old friend remembers a version of him he's spent thirty years trying to forget. By the time the house is empty, he still won't be able to say the one true thing. But she already knows.

Tay and New meet during university and fall deeply in love. They aren't supposed to. Their families have been close for years, but their expectations for their children are completely different. New is expected to eventually take over his family's business, while Tay is building a life of his own. For four years, they keep their relationship private. They have ordinary happiness-late-night food, stolen kisses, studying together, arguments over ridiculous things, and dreams about living together someday. Then, during their final year, New's family discovers the relationship. And they give New a choice: End the relationship-or lose everything they've planned for him. New chooses Tay. Until Tay makes a decision that New never understands. Tay breaks up with him. Coldly. Cruelly. Without telling him the real reason. New believes Tay simply stopped loving him. Tay lets him believe it.

I'm from the human race. I mean, of course I am what else would I be from and be able to know how to read and write? The only difference is that my race is extremely miniature. And if you haven't read your history books, kids, you'd know that when privileged people find different humans that aren't made in the exact image of themselves, they tend to take advantage completely. And in my case we were reduced to house pets. Supposedly because we were too small and insignificant to live around, they decided to hand us off to the average (or in their eyes "normal") human to take care of us in their own home. And that's where my story begins. When I am handed off to some teenage girl who has enough money to sleep on and with a terrifying father that I have no intentions on seeing the underside of his polished shoe before everything goes dark for me. So... yeah.

Loving You in 172 Days Day 1: "This is temporary." Day 86: "I think I'm falling for you." Day 172: "I don't know how to let you go." She only has 172 days before everything changes. He only has 172 days to love her like it's forever. What started as borrowed time turned into stolen mornings, inside jokes, and a love neither of them saw coming. Inspired by the true story behind _172 Days_, this is a raw and emotional journey about loving someone you know you're going to lose. About laughing through the pain. About choosing each other, even when the clock is running out. Because some people aren't meant to stay forever. Some people are meant to teach you what forever feels like. *172 days. One love. A lifetime of memories.* _Read if you love: Angst, Slow Burn, Found Family, Heartbreak, and ugly crying at 2AM_ ---

AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H9BDP9VD (Kindle, paperback, and hardcover versions) Every October 9th, Wren breaks her own rule and lets herself remember him. She goes back. Not in memory - really back. An ordinary Tuesday, a decade gone, and he's warm, and breathing, and reaching for her hand like no time has passed. She's always believed she was traveling back to save him. She's about to find out who's actually been on the other end of the door the whole time - and it isn't who she thinks. A grief that won't stay in the past. A love she never let herself see coming. And the brother who's spent ten years showing up, one impossible coincidence at a time.

They had rules. No feelings. No promises. No falling in love. But Taehyung broke every rule without Jungkook ever knowing. A story of friendship, hidden love, fear, and the choices society makes for us. And through it all, there were always tiger lilies. °Slow Burn °Top kook °Bottom Tae °Angst °Friends with benefits

She hides her fractures. He believes in repair. Claire has mastered the art of holding herself together-of surviving without asking to be seen. Theo understands broken things: how they split, how they ache, and how patience, not force, is what makes them beautiful again. When their lives intersect, love grows quietly in the spaces they never name. It is warm, careful, and frightening in its sincerity. But the past does not stay buried. Old wounds resurface, and healing begins to feel heavier than breaking. Là où l'on se brise, on apprend aussi à réparer. (Where we break, we also learn how to mend.)

Some people are chapters. You were just a title I never got to write. And maybe that's all we were meant to be. "I wonder if you ever feel the weight of the words you never said."