Infactuation Stories

In summer break, your parents went on a trip and left you on your own. Soon after, you felt watched. So thanks to your childhood friend's kindness, you started living with him. You were oblivious to the feelings brewing inside those who surrounded you. In summary, you spend your summer alongside other four boys. I'm doing this to pass time (I like reading, so writing something is totally new to me), kudos to infatuation and QSW for inspiring me! I believe it is decent enough to be readable (I hope, as English isn't my first language). Good luck reading it!

The facility is normal. 
The staff are kind. The patients are manageable. That's what you believed when you started working there. They follow their schedules. They attend their sessions. They behave. Until it comes to you. Some wait for you. Some watch you. Some don't like when you spend time with anyone else. It starts small-requests, conversations, familiar faces. But routines are important here. And once you become part of theirs... they don't like it when you change.

✧*̥˚ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪꜱᴍ x ᴏᴄ *̥˚✧ ↶*ೃ ↷ ˊ- ╰┈➤ ᴊᴀᴛɪꜱᴡᴀʀ : ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴠɪᴠɪᴅ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ.

"Let the realm name her Strong; I shall name her mine, and love the wound they gave her." - Aegon "If all the Seven Kingdoms burned, I would kneel only where her shadow fell." - Aemond Seraphina Velaryon was born between silver and brown, dragonfire and mortal tenderness. Beloved by two princes taught to hate her blood, she becomes their gentlest undoing: Aegon's mercy, Aemond's light, and the silken thread binding a fractured House. Where history promised dragons, grief, and Dance, her love makes another fate bloom. No crown is worth her tears; no throne survives if it breaks her heart again.

A woman finally leaves her loveless marriage for a life of freedom, only to have her plans upended when she falls for an up-and-coming rock star. 📖 New chapters released bi-monthly.

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ・゜-: ✧ :- ᴀɴᴏᴍᴀʟʏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ, ᴀʙɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰɪᴛ ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ᴘᴀᴛᴛᴇʀɴ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴜʟᴛ, ᴀɴ ᴏᴅᴅɪᴛʏ, ᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴘᴀʀᴛᴜʀᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʀᴅ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ɢɪʀʟ ᴅɪᴇꜱ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴜᴘ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴡᴀɪᴛ-ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ? ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ' ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ? ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ?! ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ?! ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴇᴀʀɴ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀɪᴛʏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ. "ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴄᴋꜱ."

A compilations of poems. The mere results of my boredom. And how i felt and feel. Forget it. My poetry sucks.

⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ Gaara stared down at their touching hands, his sand remaining completely dormant inside his gourd. Instead of pulling away, his pale fingers rested lightly against hers, the tips of his pale ears flushing a faint, distinct shade of pink. Notable for being the ultimate human weapon of the Sand Village and a quiet priestess bound by strict temple laws, Gaara and Aeri form an accidental bond that neither of them saw coming. Gaara sees her as a sudden, impossible warmth in a world that has only ever offered him cold isolation and deadly sand, while Aeri sees him as a fiercely misunderstood boy hiding behind walls he doesn't know how to lower. Of course, the rest of the world judges him as a monster way too fast, and they don't really know the soft heart beneath the storm. But what happens when they do? ✧ 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐂̧𝐀̃𝐎 IN WHICH a priestess who has only ever belonged to the gods crosses paths with a boy who believes he belongs to no one. One is devotion. One is devastation. And somewhere between the silence of temples and the howl of desert winds- they become each other's undoing. ˚₊‧꒰ა ☾ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ "Some loves arrive like spring. Theirs arrived like a hurricane." ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ୨♡୧ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣

Ang dalawang taong nag karoon ng feelings sa isa't isa, pero unti unti itong nag bago

→ʟɪᴍᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ /ˈʟɪᴍ(ə)ʀəɴ(ᴛ)s/ ɴᴏᴜɴ ᴀ sᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴғᴀᴛᴜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. • • • You felt terribly guilty, ever since you went back into your own world after the catastrophe. Of course, you knew it was not your fault. At all. You were forced to, under Crowley's obnoxious remarks and his hands pushing you into the Dark Mirror while you begged, screamed at him you could still help them. Even if, for some unknown reasons, they all overblotted again, even if you didn't recognize them no more. They were still your friends. Three years after that, you still felt terribly woeful, Until a grey cat with blue eyes came to you into your own world, probing you with a phone too familiar and a horrible dreadful feeling. The good news? You had to go back to Twisted Wonderland. The bad news? You had to go back to Twisted Wonderland. • • • Warning ⚠️: -Vi0leⁿce -Mentions of/G0re -Mentions of/Murder -T0rtur€ -Mentions of SA -S€x -$mut -Abuse of d₹ugs and alc0hol -Drugs/Poison -K¡dnapp¡ng -Harassment -Tracking -Depression -Mentions of/Scar¡f¡cation -Mentions of/Su¡c¡de -Verbal insults -Coarse/vulgar/colloquial/daring languages -Mental illness The characters do not belong to me, as well as the images/pictures. This story is very violent and toxic, the relationship between the characters and the Reader is not necessarily rosy and many characters will be very intense, but diverse. I am responsible for what I write but not for what you read. If you see content from these warnings that is too violent for you, give up on reading this story. I don't want homophobic, complaining or resentful comments in the comment section. Thank you for your understanding. _"Memento Amare" - Twisted Wonderland x Yuu (M!Reader)_ By : Loloxtale Happy reading my dear readers!

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A True story and journey of my "love" life.

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Just a book of quotes, one liners, maybe some experiences that I relate to

nct 127 | ( 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 ) 🕊 𝗶 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘆. •- it was a tough year for mark. with the death of his father and having no more family, he was sent to live with a close friend of his late father's. never having met his new guardians, he comes across taeyong: a wealthy businessman, and doyoung: his sweet husband. however, something seems odd about them and soon mark comes to realize how the couple can fuck with his life. 🌱