Comfortbook Stories

She draws fantasy worlds. He's struggling to survive the real one. Between grueling retail shifts and late-night art sessions, Angel Santos doesn't have time for distractions. But when she meets Levi--a tired, charming The Shack worker with a chaotic family--her carefully planned life takes an unexpected detour. A story about late shifts, digital canvas light, and the unexpected warmth of finding your person in the middle of a crowded food court.

«Скільки болю потрібно витерпіти людині, щоб зникла надія? Надія ніколи не згасає до кінця, як себе не обманюй. Навіть коли ти повністю закриваєшся від усіх і більше нічого не чекаєш, маленька іскорка все ж лишається. А що, якщо ця надія стане не просто відчуттям, а справжнім маленьким чоловічком, який невтомно доводитиме, що твоя надія саме на нього і чекала? Що робитиме Женя, зіткнувшись із цим? Звичайно, вона втече. Але чи дозволять їй це дві людини, які тепер заодно?»

I thought I healed. I thought we were done me and the version of myself that only knew how to hate who she was. But somehow, after years of growing, surviving, and learning how to live without constantly fighting myself... I'm here again. Not in some dramatic collapse. Not all at once. Just quietly. In the mirrors I avoid. In the overthinking. In the exhausting ache of feeling like I'll never be enough no matter how hard I try. This is for anyone who thought healing meant never hurting the same way twice. For anyone who feels disappointed in themselves for falling back into old darkness. Maybe healing isn't linear. Maybe sometimes, the worst part isn't breaking again- It's realizing you still remember how.

Who's Your 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚 ? # Blue is someone who you've known for less than a year, but they already changed your life for the better. The person you can talk to for hours and not get bored. They truly make you happy. ⇉ Started : 10/6/2023 ⇉ Ended : 00/00/0000

'''' after the cataclysm, you used every last bit of your strength to visit your successor one last time... you took your successor to Vanarana, your blood spilled onto the grown, your body fading to golden ashes as you say your goodbyes ... what you didn't anticipate, is that you wake up in a coffin and in another world! ---- Twisted wonderland x dendro archon! reader

I'll take prompts and suggestions for oneshots! But most of these are just what I feel like writing.

Rachel James is a 16-year-old, who loves to daydream, has a few close friends and is a teacher's pet. Because of her group of friends, Rachel is usually mistaken as a nerd, with the aim of breaking this delusion Rachel promises herself to not leave any stone unturned and make the most of her senior year. However, when an unexpected injury turns into a rollercoaster ride Rachel knows that there is no going back, and maybe just maybe, she won't need to daydream anymore.

Pretty much just stories that are based off different aesthetics and stuff ig (Requests are open)

This is the tale of Tyler-Arther and his friends. They are a gang of 2nd Graders (typically 7 and 8 year olds) at a public school in an unspecified setting, somewhere on continental America. Because I'm too indecisive to pick a location, and unwilling to research about different places. But it's fiction so it's totally fine! Anyway, this book is made to showcase all sorts of representation. And even though it is currently unfinished, I promise that it is not abandoned. I just have no update schedule what so ever, and am very infrequent with my writing. But it will get done, eventually. DM me if you have other types of representation you'd like to see showcased in this book and I'll be happy to respond. I encourage comments whole heartedly. They encourage me to keep writing and give me that good serotonin. I always respond to my comments. I don't know what else to say here other than all of my tags are accurate, and I don't know how to tag this without spoilers.

a broken girl with broken thoughts.

Some places don't belong on a map. They belong in the stories people tell, in the songs that always find their way back onto the playlist, in the smell of smoke clinging to old sweatshirts long after summer is over. For Josie and her five best friends, that place has always been Pine-a weathered cedar cabin hidden between towering pines on the shore of Blackwater Lake. Every August, they return to the same creaky dock, the same canoe, the same inside jokes no one remembers the beginning of, convinced that some traditions are too familiar to ever change. This year is no different. At least, that's what they tell themselves. As golden evenings fade into cooler nights, old feelings begin to surface, memories are made a little more carefully than before, and every ordinary moment starts to feel like something worth holding onto. Because some places become home long before you realize you're about to leave them. The Last August at Pine is a nostalgic coming-of-age novel about friendship, first love, growing up, and the kind of summer that quietly stays with you forever.

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"Uwahhh! Look at those stars look at them!!" "Haha, I'm looking calm down" "Pfft okaaaay, look! They're pretty!" "Woah, they really are..." "I mean, they aren't EVEN close to YOUR pretty but I guess you deserved to see them" "WH- I- uH- i-i mea-mean i- sure...-" Kokichi Ouma and Shuichi Saihara, known by their friends as "The Sky Pair", due to the fact that everytime they hang out, the two of them always end up looking at the starts and flirting with eachother School life AU Comfort Book Kokichi x Shuichi Maki x Kaito Miu x Kaede Shameless flirt, but single Rantaro Enby Kibo AroAce Kirumi Happily Single Shinguji Innocent flirt between Ryoma and Gonta

A philosophical framework and emotional practice centered on transforming the painful sting of social exclusion into an opportunity for deep self-reliance, quiet observation, and personal growth. This might hurt some readers as mostly relate to it. Don't worry! After it will propose solutions into a story shifts the reader from a state of victimhood and shame into a mindset of agency and action.

If you ask people who Aashni is, they'll all give you different answers. The sunshine. The emotional one. The loud one. The girl who always stays. But no one ever asked Aashni who she wanted to be. Until life did. Before I Choose Me is not a story about finding the right person. It's about finding yourself after losing pieces of who you were to people you loved. Because sometimes... Home isn't a person. It's the version of yourself you've been searching for all along. Updates: Slow but worth the wait (because my patients come before my plot 😭🦷). If Aashni finds a place in your heart, tell me in the comments. I'd love to know which part of her feels like you.❤️💫

Before she was S.O.S., the Grammy-winning icon who redefined rock and roll, she was just Sirius-a girl hiding behind a curtain of dark curls and a flour-dusted apron in a small Michigan bakery. And before she was a global voice for change, Evelyn was the girl who left, the "Golden Hour" light that eventually found her way back home. The Right Shape is the definitive collection of the moments between the songs. From the high-stakes drama of the Nashville courtrooms to the chaotic, flour-covered mornings in their private kitchen, this anthology pulls back the curtain on the world's most beloved "Power Couple." Funny, raw, and unapologetically sweet, The Right Shape is a celebration of identity, the courage to refuse the "chisel," and the spectacular beauty of being known by the one person who never asked you to change.

Just for me to vent about my past, past experiences, how I feel atm. This is my comfort place so please dont hate on me for this, this is for me PERSONALLY to vent. You can also vent if you wish! I really dont mind. Its safe here. I swear. Any hate will be deleted and you'll be blocked. When people say im lying, it upsets me more, so none of that please and thank you!

This is where I recharge and calm down by making little stories with my main male oc in different fandoms! I just made it as I realized I really need it after something that embarrassed me happen.