Forgetten Stories

After a horrifying incident shatters his past, Chuuya Nakahara wakes up with no memory of the underworld, no memory of Double Black-no memory of the man who once stood at his side. The Port Mafia lets him go. Dazai Osamu does not. From the shadows, Dazai watches as Chuuya rebuilds himself in the light, muscle memory guiding his fists, gravity answering his call, instincts sharper than memory. He remembers everything-the fights, the laughter, the unspoken trust, the almost-confessions. Chuuya forgets. Dazai doesn't. This is a fanwork based on Bungo Stray Dogs. I do not own the original characters or setting. All characters belong to their original creators. This story contains alternate universe (AU) elements, including: • Amnesia plotline • Canon divergence • Emotional hurt/comfort • Political tension between organizations • Non-canon relationship dynamics Main Pairing: • Soukoku (Dazai Osamu × Nakahara Chuuya) Side Pairings: • Shin Soukoku • Ranpoe • Fukuzawa × Mori • Yosano × Kōyō • Kunikida × Bram Ships are written as romantic in this AU and may not reflect canon relationships. This work may include themes of: • Memory loss • Trauma recovery • High-risk missions • Emotional conflict • Supernatural abilities (Arahabaki / Corruption) All events are fictional and created for storytelling purposes only.

I've never done this before, please don't flame me

Some love stories do not begin with a spark. They begin with restraint. Hestia and Dylan shared years of almost. Almost touching. Almost choosing. Almost telling the truth. He disappeared when things mattered most. She learned how to survive without answers. Paris brings them back together. Older. Sharper. Wounded. Still dangerously connected. Between corporate betrayals, buried secrets, and a past that refuses to stay silent, they are forced to confront the one thing neither of them ever escaped. Each other. This is not a story about falling in love. It is about what happens when love never leaves. A slow burn romance filled with tension, intimacy, jealousy, power shifts, and the kind of connection that survives silence, distance, and time. Some stories live in the space between what almost happened and what finally does.

Long ago, Hephaestus had made a daughter with a mortal. They named her Nightingale. Nightingale was a very beautiful baby girl and already started to work on clocks when she was six. Aphrodite and Athena did not like the young demigod. Athena saying she is too wise to be his daughter, and Aphrodite not liking her beauty. So they cursed her. Athena cursed her with forgetfulness. Aphrodite making her fall in love with Hade's sons throughout the years. (This will NOT be a pjo or hoo fanfic)

Tagalog and English version Memories stay. Faces fade. And somewhere in between, I lost her... or maybe, I never had her at all.

A girl who once believed deeply in lasting love is left questioning herself when the person she trusted walks away. Haunted by what-ifs and self-blame, she slowly realizes that her mistake was never loving too much-but forgetting to forgive herself for believing in something that didn't stay. In the end, she learns that her ability to love isn't her weakness, but her quiet strength.

A Girl, tormented by her past loves, gets on a tram, and finds solace and support from a woman who has gone through similar ordeals in her youth. As they each reflect on their pasts and decisions, a question which has tormented women for generations stands before them: how do you know when to leave the man you love? where you draw the line? should we run? should we save ourselves? and if we run, will we ever find happiness again? but most importantly, is there a 'right' answer? is one choice better than the other? this is a story about leaving and staying; and how blurry the line gets, when love is involved.

No she's not lost, confused or has completely lost her mind. She knows what she's doing even though she knows right from wrong, but what is so bad with making a few mistakes? It's okay that she's not the type of girl that can simply settle for fate to take its course. No she's better then that she goes out and grabs for it, no matter how many cuts and bruises she gains on the way. Rerveta is a woman born of solitiude, raised from strength she won't let a few scraps stand in her way. From the sound of her voice whispering in the beat of her heart, the sway of her hips and the exhaling of her breath. She is woman can't you see? So tell me Demetri can you see?

Request by hof_lau :3 Won't say anything xD

this is a fun game that you can do to the fnaf characters and me you can do a truth or dare to us and leave in the comments below a truth or dare

Astrid Strider was a some what normal daughter of Apollo. She was an extremely well archer, but couldn't drive a chariot. After an accident when she was twelve, she soon found out she was a half blood. She is now a normal fifteen year old girl who soon goes on an adventure that will change her life. With the help of Tobias, Asha, Dakota, Leo, and Nico... will she learn why she's so different? This is a story of an adventure of a Demi-God learning about love, responsibility, loss, and possibly accomplishing a life long dream... -------------------------------------------- I do not own the Percy Jackson characters but I do own Astrid and Dakota. Asha and Tobias are my two awesome friends.

It was a genetic experiment that created, a way to keep citizens safe from war. Taken from birth, they trained their experiments to be the ideal soldier, to follow orders and adapt to any situation. After 18 years of successful experimentation, the man in charge decides it's time to sell. His first subjects, Nicole and Avery, are sent to be inspected by potential clients. After escaping, they begin their quest for revenge on the man who created them. They use their power over elements to hunt down the man, meeting others along the way. Freedom is the goal, having a normal life, away from war and killing. They are the Stained.

A confession A strange shop Seven chances to relive the past But some memories aren't meant to stay.

Forgetting is never an easy task. It takes time. But, sometimes time itself is never enough. It doesn't always heal. It always reminds us of what could have beens and what used to be.

One night a year, anyone can say what they want, do what they want, think what they want- but after that night, the Reckoning, everything is forgotten. People dont remember ANYTHING from the past year- people, numbers, faces; all they remember is their own name. A 19 year old girl, Lia (pronounced lie-uh) goes into the phamacy to take a pregnancy pill, but something goes wrong, and the night after the Reckoning, Lia still remembers everything. Now she must take revenge on those who wronged her, find the love of her life and stop the Reckoning from happening once and for all.

I WAS LIKE 11 WHEN I WROTE THIS SO THERE'S HELLA MISTAKES, A WEAK ASS PLOT AND DUMBASS CHARACTERS (AND NOT IN THE GOOD WAY) ITS JUST A WHOLE ASS MESS SO I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU MOVE ALONG. But I know some of y'all on this site hard-headed so read if you want to. Just don't say I didn't warn you.... My name is Melody-Lyric Mason Elizabeth Cullen. Yep you heard right. My last name is Cullen. Never heard of me? No? Well I didn't expect you to. Ms. Myers must left me out of the story. Well anyway, I'm the unknown and forgotten twin of Renesmee and the daughter of Edward and Bella. But they don't care about me. They've never even held me when I was a baby. No I'm really not kidding. Renesmee was always the favorite, and they were always obvious about it. They aren't mean to me or abuse me at all, they are just very neglectful. The only one who truly does care is Jasper. He has been more like a parent to me than anyone. He even gave was the one to name me. Yeah, Edward and Bella were to caught up in Renesmee to name their other daughter. I mean who does that? And if you're wondering, No. Alice does not come anywhere into this equation. Not in anyway shape or form, do I consider her my second mom. All my life I have been surrounded by couples, all lovey and dovey while I've been alone all my life. but I've gotten used to it anyway and honestly its really depressing, so I'm not gonna get into that and just let you all get into the story. One more thing: Did I ever mention that I don't talk? Like ever? No? Well now you know. Cover by: @sofiaboutellas

A story I had on the back-burner that I took off for a while, then put back on. The brief story of the feelings of one brother towards the death of another. This one just came to me out of nowhere at about 2 in the morning, and I wanted to write it up before it was lost in the night.

“It feels like when I look at the stars, there’s someone also looking up the same time I do.” Copyright 2014, © TrishandMira Any attempt of stealing this story is punishable by law.

After Alex’s surprise disappearance, his girlfriend Mia is truly wrecked. The only way she can contact him is through an old e-mail account, and even at that, he does not reply or show any trace of him being alive. ‘Forgetting Alex’ is a series of e-mails sent to Alex expressing her ache, affection, and questionability about Alex’s disappearance. Will Mia finally know why Alex left her with no way of contacting her for no reason whatsoever, or will she discover some thing she didn’t know along the way? [I love you forever, Alex. Mia.]