Hopefulending Stories

Prologue: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, monsters and humans! Draw near without fear, and leave behind the weight of your days. Tonight, the stage shall become the sky, and the masks, wandering stars. Do not try to discern where comedy ends and truth begins, for the two shall dance side by side until the curtain falls. Here, you shall meet a rather peculiar star and a bright, gentle moon. The star, who had spent years living in the darkness of the cosmos, believed it was destined to shine alone for all eternity. The moon, meanwhile, driven by an endless curiosity, sought to uncover the greatest mystery of the entire universe. By the tricks of fate, the paths of these two celestial bodies eventually cross, and a forbidden feeling begins to blossom between them. After all, how could a mere wandering star ever aspire to the heart of the Queen of the night sky? How could two celestial bodies of such different hierarchies defy the laws imposed by the universe? If you have come seeking comedy, perhaps you shall find it. If you seek romance, it shall await you as well. For in the vast cosmic garden where absolute order reigns, we may sometimes find unexpected miracles. Now, let the curtain rise, let the music begin, and let the masks reveal what their hearts conceal. The comedy of Pierrot and Elara is about to begin. ☆ ----------------------------------------------- ♡ Fanfic inspired by the yandere visual novel The Freak Circus by Neko Bueno. Posted the English version on AO3 and the Portuguese version on Social Spirit and Wattpad too!☆

Following the death of her brother, Neteyam, Tuktirey Te Suli Neytiri refuses to let grief define her. At just fifteen years old, she is determined to become a strong warrior who can protect her family and honour her lost brother. While her siblings choose to remain among the reef clans, she begins her journey home, riding her beloved ilu, Ralu, and preparing for the rite that will one day earn her an ikran of her own. However, fate intervenes when a Wind Trader ship crashes into the sea before her eyes. From the wreckage, she rescues a quiet, wounded boy her age - Wäyse'ti (Wise) - a Wind Trader who has been left mute by trauma and loss. What begins as an act of compassion slowly grows into friendship and then something deeper as two grieving souls find understanding in silence, shared strength and stolen moments beneath glowing forests and open skies. As war threatens Pandora once more and the clans turn against each other, Tuk faces trials that test her courage, loyalty and heart. Guided by Eywa - and by a rare blue-violet ikran who has waited years for her - Tuk learns that destiny is not only about the battles we fight, but also about the people we choose to stand beside. 4/33 edited Started: 03/02/2026 Ended:? Disclaimer I do not own Avatar, its world, or any canon characters created by James Cameron and associated creators. All canon characters belong to their rightful owners. I only own my original character (OC) and original plot elements created for this fanfiction. This story is written purely for fun and creative expression. Number 1 in #hopefulending Number 2 in #naviculture Number 3 in #avatarfanfiction Number 7 in #griefandhealing

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Seonghwa welcomed the taste of blood, even smiled at the sight of it pooling under his feet, because that meant he was still alive. That meant another day on the front lines protecting the one place that still remained free until the rebellion was successful. That meant there was still a fighting chance, there was still hope that would come with the new dawn as more forces from the government would be sent in. Only today it did not taste like victory or revenge. The pounding taste of the foul liquid was vile and defeating in the worst way. While Seonghwa knew of the powerful feeling of looking down on his fallen opponent, he wasn't completely unfamiliar with the feeling of being the one on his knees instead, completely defenseless to take each beating that came without pause. There was no pride in his soul, not with the taste of his own blood in his mouth. Or: Welcome to the 47th celebration of The Games.

[ENG] English version: God gave you one last chance. "Forgive me, Quackity." Amidst a desolate landscape, the rain seems to bring back to the scientist something... or rather, someone... whom he felt had slipped through his fingers long ago. If that figure with the sparkless eyes was truly him... he wouldn't allow himself to lose him again. But the question remains... to whom did God grant a final chance? Quackity... or the scientist himself? [NOTE] This fanfiction was written before the "The End" livestream, where we see that Q'Q ends up in Limbo. Initially, this was my vision of how things could have played out had he managed to return from his final mission. I hope you enjoy this small alternate ending for both Q'Q and Q'M (who, unfortunately, also had a sad ending in canon). // [PT] Original em Português: Deus te deu mais uma chance. "Sinto muito, Quackity." Em meio a um cenário desolador, a chuva parece trazer de volta ao cientista algo... ou melhor, alguém, que sentiu ter se esvaído por dentre seus dedos há muito tempo. Se aquela figura de olhos vazios era realmente ele... não se permetiria perdê-lo outra vez. Mas a questão permanece... à quem Deus deu uma última chance? Quackity... ou o próprio cientista? ... [NOTA] Esta fanfic foi escrita antes da live, "The End", onde descobrimos que Q'Q vai parar no Limbo. Inicialmente, esta era a minha visão de como as coisas poderiam se desenrolar caso ele conseguisse voltar de sua última missão. Espero que aproveitem este pequeno final alternativo tanto para o Q'Q, quanto para o Q'M (que infelizmente também teve um final triste no canon).

HotGuy has now betrayed the two people he love the most. That was the only way to keep the people he considered his world safe, he'd have to decide if he wants to leave his civilian activity behind or die trying to protect it. After his two best friends find out his secret identity in what should have been a normal day at work. Or HotGuy gets found out by his crush and his not so secret admirer, or in other words his two best friends.

A series of stories bearing Oswald's thoughts and emotions during the absence of Edward. Of pain, anguish, regret, love, hate, depression and angst - this series bears the inner self of The King of Gotham , The Penguin.

I've never adored flowers; I saw them as mere decorations that would eventually wilt, and perish as everything else in this world would as well. Perhaps they were angry at me since I never even stopped by and appreciated their beauty. Perhaps that is why I'm also doomed to have the same unfortunate ending. As I slowly perish and suffocate from that very same flower, It finally made me acknowledge its existence.

sooooo i made a lil fic for the character @maplewrxtes_ drawn for me :33

Perhaps in another timeline, things would have gone as he had planned. Maybe Tommy would have to bear witness to his own brother blowing up the country they had built. The fallen hero would have died to a sword through his chest, wearing a melancholic smile on his face as a weeping father cradled the corpse of the son he had killed. But sadly, this is not that timeline and Fate is a cruel being who loves writing stories of tragedy. OR Tommy notices that Wilbur is missing at Tubbo's inauguration and finds him in the button room before Phil does. (And so the butterfly effect takes place and fucks shit up.)

Your king has always been one to clean up after himself. At least, he has since you've been here. Normally he'd do his best to pick up the pulsating appendage and lock it back away in his chest, wiping up as much oozing red as he could. He'd cite giving you more time to focus on him as his reason, and you'd fire back that perhaps he just wanted to make your job a bit easier that day, but the mischievous sparkle in his eyes would shut you up. For now. Still. Kokichi leaving his bleeding heart on the floor he knows you clean first is the same as him leaving a crude ghost drawing at Kaito's doorstep, regardless of any innocence he feigns. He wants you to find it. The only difference is he doesn't actually mean to scare you.

Bloodstained Twilight Evokes tragedy, darkness, and a touch of poetic elegance For centuries, Eleanor Espinoza has survived in the shadows, haunted by a past she cannot escape. Once taken in by the Volturi and shaped by their cruelty, she has spent her immortal life keeping others at a distance-until she crosses paths with Seth Clearwater, a hotheaded and reckless wolf shifter who despises everything she stands for. Bound by an uneasy truce, Eleanor and Seth are forced to work together when a powerful vampire family, the Sabriani, threatens the fragile balance between vampires and shifters. As old grudges resurface and new dangers arise, their hatred burns fiercely-until something far more dangerous begins to take its place. But in a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal lurks in the shadows, Eleanor must confront the demons of her past while Seth grapples with a truth he never wanted to face. And when the Volturi reemerge with their own sinister plans, Eleanor is forced to make a choice: stay the hardened survivor she has always been, or risk everything for a future she never dared to dream of. Enemies by nature. Allies by necessity. Bound by something neither of them can name.

They were the kids people wrote stories about, high school sweethearts of the most iconic sort. The absolute lowest on the social ladder coupled with the pretty, popular girl anyone would be lucky to have. They didn't get a happy ending though. Now, five years later, they're forced to dredge up old memories and find out where everything went wrong.

Two years of messages, secrets, and support-yet they've never met. She's mute, afraid reality will ruin what they built online. He's the reckless troublemaker who became her lifeline. When they finally come face to face, silence speaks louder than words.

Here we are, wasting our chances for the last time. Oh, and when we go, I'll try not to be so slow. Skeletons, skeletons, what do we have here Hiding from the mirror? Say it once, say it twice, try to be nice, Well, let's not lose ourselves. Marlene McKinnon has spent the summer falling for a girl with no name. Dorcas Meadowes is a seasoned counselor at Camp Harmony Hollow. Can Marlene win her over before summer's over, or will love leave her screaming at the screen? You know how I love a good playlist, so here's the link: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1zRAtMVthswiMewjvvX1Cg?si=4d955e1713d74d0d

A few weeks after Blaine returns to Lima after confessing to Kurt he cheated Blaine is found dead in his room. Kurt returns to Lima for the funeral afterwards he goes back to New York where he spends the next five years constantly searching for Blaine and wishing he'd come back. What happens when one day that wish comes true? This beautiful cover was made by @AdaTheRomComAddict go give them a follow and check out their books!

A collection of short stories based on the pairing of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Some are requests and some are personal ideas. A bit of anything could appear here and tags will be updated when new stories are added.

Six months after the confession, Sunny returned to Faraway and met his old friends again. This took place after Post good-ending. One-shot. Enjoyed the story!