Истории Epistolar

When a 29-year-old pilot with decent looks and deeply questionable luck gets accidentally aged into a matrimonial uncle territory by his own best friend, the internet does what it does best - creates chaos. Between fake profiles, real tempers, accidental stalking tendencies, and conversations that escalate from insults to something suspiciously addictive, Pratyaksh finds himself stuck with a woman who doesn't like him, doesn't trust him... and absolutely doesn't stop talking to him.

Four women, a beach, and chances. ASOTB 1: Sought From The Waves Upon spending her 19th birthday in La Union, Kierra received a bad gift. She almost drowned herself when she tried to surf on a beach alone. Good thing, Guild, a used-to-be blockmate of hers, saved her. By that time, she just wanted to talk to him everyday. Date written: 01/08/20 - 03/20/20 ASOTB 2: Swore In Those Bikinis Khione loves beaching but was never a fan of bikinis. So, when she received a bright red bikini from her friends, she hesitated to wear it. However, her friends are just too persistent. Embarrassingly, she tried to wear it on one of her beach trips and guess what? Her crush, Forth, was there and saw her in those bikinis. Now, Khione just wanted to disappear when he sent her a message about it. And oh, why does he has her number? Date written: 03/22/20 - 10/03/20

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SOON ཻུ۪۪♡ Epistolary Mia Elise Rodriguez knows that some feelings are too vibrant for small talk. As a member of the Art Club, she's spent semesters admiring its president, Amir Hans Nueva-the boy who paints with light but doesn't see the girl in the back of the studio. To him, she's a talented peer; to her, he's a masterpiece she isn't ready to claim. So, Mia does the only thing she knows how to do. She writes. UNTOLD LOVE SERIES #2

In 2023, Tom moves into a small flat in Bethnal Green and finds something wedged beneath a loose floorboard - a rental agreement signed forty years earlier by a woman named Sarah Harper. Then he finds her note. And then another. Across decades, through scraps of paper and the quiet of an old wooden floor, two lonely people begin to speak to each other. Sarah in 1983. Tom in 2023. Both convinced they are invisible. Both certain no one will ever really see them. But the notes they leave behind say otherwise. A story about time, tenderness, and the unexpected ways we are found.

Stories and prompt fanfics (usually from Tumblr), as well as fanfic oneshots (with a little bit of Cobra Kai thrown in). ******************* 'Yeah. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.' ~Ferris Bueller in Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Summer 64' Series ⭑.ᐟ #1 [An epistolary ♤ On-going] Ang sabi nga ng Rex Orange Country sa kanta nila, I still wanna be your favorite boy, I wanna be the one that makes your day, The one you think about as you lie awake, And I can't wait to be your number, your number one Written by Saintalee.

Every folded note somehow leads me back to you. Writing Period: April

When James survives a brutal skirmish, he gathers the belongings of his fallen friend Tommy - and finds a photograph tucked inside a battered notebook. A young woman by a garden gate. Nell. Smiling as though she already knows him. The image stays with him long after the guns fall silent. / He writes to her to deliver the news gently, enclosing Tommy's unfinished letter. Nell's reply is quiet, graceful, threaded with a grief she carries without complaint. One letter becomes two. Then ten. Through mud and snow, through rationing and fear, they build a fragile connection out of words neither expected to need. She tells him about her garden and her schoolchildren. He tells her the truths he's never spoken aloud. They fall in love by inches, not declarations. When the war ends, Nell asks him, "Will you write to me from peace?" But James hesitates. He fears he is only the shadow who held the picture, not the man she has come to love. Weeks pass in silence. Then Nell receives a final letter with no return address, only a single line: I still carry the picture. I'd like to see the real thing. He boards the train. A tender, epistolary wartime romance about two strangers who find each other in the spaces between loss, longing, and hope.

(ONGOING) a collection of comforting quotes date written: march 2026 language: english visuals by: Maze WP

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(Epistolary) 'Learn how to bake.' That was the plan. 'Falling in love with the baker' wasn't in the plan! *** Amber is friends or even bestfriends with Ivan aka the owner of the Sweets and Treats Bakery. Amber really wants to learn how to bake. So, she asked Ivan if he could teach her. Ivan agreed to teach her even for free. 'Learn how to bake' that was her goal. But falling in love with the baker was not! S : 04/29/2026 E : -/--/----

Penelope was a simple girl. Matalino,maganda at mabait na babae. Madaming nagkakagusto sakanya. But for her iisa lang talaga ang nakakuha ng kanyang attention. Inigo sandoval a basketball player in their university,matalino,gwapo,matangkad at crush ng lahat. Typical yes. she fell first and he fell harder. They aren't sure if their love really ends with a dot just like the sentence in every phrases. They will find that out together. Is their love story really just ends with a dot? That's for them to solve.

How do you miss someone you can't even remember? He is a ghost made of whispers. I was five when he left-too young to keep the sound of his voice, but old enough to feel the void he left behind. To the world, he is gone. To me, he is a puzzle with the most important pieces missing. Growing up in his shadow meant a childhood of "almosts": almost enough money for shoes, and almost enough safety from the "monsters" next door. With no memories to hold onto, I turned to ink. I send my messages into the void, but I don't wait in silence. In every letter I write, I imagine his reply-the fatherly advice I never got to hear. I am painting a bridge with my words, finding the color in his absence, and realizing that we were never truly disconnected. He is the stranger I love most in the world.

Laya is going viral. Satyajit is texting the wrong number. Neither of these things should've happened. Too bad now; nobody is stopping. Book #1 of The After Effects Duology A lighthearted, semi-dialogue story- random, mostly-slow updates!

Bilyaran. Medalya. 7-Eleven. Ito ang mga salitang namamagitan kay Kaos at Chia. Sanggang-dikit ang dalawa. Muscle memory na ang kilos at mannerisms ng bawat isa. May kung anong connection sila na sila lamang ang nakakaunawa. Para kay Kaos, singdali ng Physics at Chemistry ang pag-intindi kay Chia. At para kay Chia, singdali ng pagsargo ang pagbasa sa nararamdaman ni Kaos. Kumbaga "kabisado mo ako, kabisado na kita". Ito ang pagkakaibigan na pangarap ng marami. Platonic lang, walang masisira, walang matitibag. Kaso ang problema, hindi naman pagkakaibigan ang gusto ni Kaos. Gusto niyang sumugal. Gusto niyang sumugal si Chia. Gusto niyang sugalan kung anuman ang mayroon sa kanila ni Chia. Iyan ang gusto ni Kaos. Pero iyon din ba ang gusto ni Chia? ••• an epistolary. ynamoreata, 2024

Hans Aaron Gomez, a struggling student from PUP because of his academics and responsibilities as the firstborn; honestly, he's tired. He doesn't want a distraction, but what would happen if he met this girl who he just bumped into at LRT 1 station and who caught his eye? Will he pursue her or.... not? even though she's out of his league.

An Epistolary Claudette starts receiving anonymous messages, each message contains cooking tips, encouragement, and subtle personal messages. As a way of thanking the sender, she cooked something and sent it to him. Kenzo, is a team leader who's concerned for his team. He saw that one member was struggling with cooking, he didn't know how to approach her---so he started giving anonymous messages to a girl. A simple cooking tip from an unknown sender... grows into something more---and neither of them is ready for what comes next.