Fixation Stories

They called him Tsunami. A name whispered through crowded hallways and empty classrooms. Not because he was loud. Not because he was violent. But because storms did not ask permission before they arrived. And neither did he. Sky Vaelor existed on the edges of everyone's lives. The orphan boy sleeping at the back of the classroom. The giant nobody dared approach. The mystery nobody could solve. Feared by many. Known by none. Then there was Nani. A quiet transfer student carrying rainclouds in his eyes and silence in his heart. He preferred books over conversations. Loneliness over crowds. Distance over attachment. He never wanted attention. Never wanted trouble. Never wanted to be remembered. But fate has a cruel habit of choosing the wrong people. One moment. One act of kindness. One glance that lasted a little too long. And suddenly, something shifted. Like the calm before a storm. Like a thread being pulled tighter and tighter until it threatened to snap. What began as curiosity slowly became fixation. What began as fascination slowly became obsession. And somewhere between watching and wanting, between protecting and possessing, the line disappeared. The terrifying thing about storms isn't when they arrive. It's when they decide to stay. Because some people enter your life and leave footprints. Others leave scars. And some become shadows that follow you no matter where you go. No matter how far you run. No matter how desperately you try to escape. The storm always remembers where it left its mark. And some storms never stop chasing. ~One act of kindness. One lifetime of consequences.

A psychiatrist. His job is to read you, analyze you, understand you. But the way he does it? It's not normal. Or perhaps it is. Why wouldn't it be? To you, it is the most normal thing in the world. Because nonetheless, you are one and the same.

Emergency hotline operator Cyrus Valarian starts receiving calls from a man who predicts murders seconds before they happen. The problem is that the caller only speaks to him. If Cyrus isn't working, the calls stop. If Cyrus hangs up, people die uninformed. And somehow, every incident report is beginning to include his name. Meanwhile, the caller seems far more interested in ruining Cyrus psychologically than actually getting away with murder.

Soft 1. easy to mold, cut, compress, or fold; not hard or firm to the touch. Or 2. sympathetic, lenient, or compassionate, especially to a degree perceived as excessive; not strict or sufficiently strict. Sakura knew she, who was not even close to the epitome of femininity, was a hypocrite for saying this but no man should have lips that full, pink, and...succellent-- "Um Ogami? I-Is something wrong?"

This right here is a booklet where I post all my concepts for things like tanks, aircraft, battleships, or some other badass military ship. This has been one of my new passions since I left Wattpad, and I like coming up with concepts in my little noodle brain, and decided this will be where I post all my ideas. No requests, sorry.

A little story I've been working on. Here you can read the 'In Medias Res' introduction - kind of a little taste of what the story will be about. Once I have more to upload - I will give some more description.

Discover the transformative journey of Hammertech, from its inception as a pioneering construction technology platform to its position as a leader in streamlining on-site safety, compliance, and operations. This comprehensive overview highlights key milestones, innovative advancements, and the broader impact on the construction industry. Explore how Hammertech's adaptable solutions have revolutionized project management, enhanced collaboration, and set new standards for efficiency in an ever-evolving industry.

Just Seungkwan and his friends discussing their boyfriends questionable fixations

"Ever since I found myself here, everything's a blur. I can't even tell anymore what's real and what's not, what's in the past and what's now. The only thing keeping me going is the fact that we might be able to get out of here, but even that chance is slim to none. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you why you're here, Kate. I don't know why any of us are here." Kate is trapped in the inescapable building which they call the White Place. With few memories to hang onto, can she piece together enough fragments to escape before it's too late? ___________________________________________ I've done the chapters in a weird way so chapters with Roman numerals are in the present and chapters with numbers are flashbacks. I hope that makes sense... This is a work of fiction. It is not based on true events, although some characters are inspired by people I've met. I don't have a fixed schedule but I'll try to update regularly

A woman, broken, betrayed, hurt and scared of life is trying to make a new life for herself. Little does she know, darkness and danger, beyond her imagination, lurks in every corner. Someone has their eyes on her and nothing would stop them from claiming her; and thus begins a game of obsession. (new updates every friday)

a poem.