Letterfic Stories

Years have passed since that unforgettable summer in Northern Italy. Elio wrote him a letter - a confession he never dared to send. It stayed hidden in the back of a drawer, yellowed by time and soaked in silence. Until one day, his parents found it. With trembling hands and quiet understanding, they mailed it to Oliver. What follows is a series of unsent words, buried feelings, and the echoes of a love that never truly faded. Letters passed through time - some written, some imagined - crossing borders, hearts, and what was left unsaid. This is not just a love story. This is what happens when longing becomes language.

*Complete* We all know how close Bucky was to Steve, stepping in not only as a best friend, but as family when Steve was left alone after his mother's death. But what about Bucky's family? Who was going to receive the condolence letter Colonel Phillips signed after Azzano? We're told he was the oldest of four children, so who were the siblings he left behind? A collection of letters between Bucky Barnes and his youngest sibling; his baby sister, Beatrice. *Votes and Comments/Feedback are most enthusiastically welcome!*

⌗𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 ⌥ i couldn't save you.. now all i can do is speak of your name and hope that every word i utter would travel back to you. plot © haeycci tokyo revengers © ken wakui

4-15-1844 Dear Mr. Deschamps, It is with great regret that I must inform you that the current location of you black evening jacket is on the coat rack in my entryway. I do hope that you will be able to find time in the near future to stop by and procure said garment, however, if inconvenient, please send postage with your reply and it will be sent posthaste Best wishes, Mr. Edric Baier 4-17-1844 Dear Mr. Baier, Why is it that you must inform me with regret? Is requesting my presence such a dreadful task? Yours, Mr. Mathieu Deschamps ~ An early 19th century slow-burn romance in which a forgotten jacket leads to sponsoring a child which leads to a series of events that seem to prove why ever-suffering apothecary-owner Mr. Edric Baier's name is proceeded by ever-suffering . Navigating high society, emotions, responsibility, and the postal service, Mr. Baier faces challenges he never thought were in the realm of possibility, and all for the sake of a certain Mr. Mathieu Deschamps.

Thomas is writing letters to Newt, who seems to be the other side of the coin he's stuck to. ( tmr highschool au feat. newtmas with a dash of bromantic minewt )

Micah thought flirting with the TA would be a fun, harmless way to pass the summer. It wasn't. (A tale of regret, danger, and maybe even love.)

A series of letters written by Dex Aran Valeria himself.

letters to my friends. From the past, present, and future.

"And in that darkness when I'm blind with what I can't forget..." A series of letters written by the wrongfully imprisoned man who would become "The Demon Barber of Fleet Street" addressed to his beloved wife, daughter, and best friend. (Based on the musical mainly.)

Scott tells himself that it's for the pack, it's for Peter , and that it's for their fallen- especially Stiles- when he writes letters to Derek. Scott will write to Derek because they need him (Scott doesn't need him), he will write to Derek because of what Derek used to be to Stiles( because he owes Stiles that much) He will write, not because Scott is as broken as he is, not because of what Derek was to him and definitely not because of what Derek wasn't to him. [Derek Hale/Scott McCall, past Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, past Scott McCall/ Alison Argent, Previous Character deaths (not major), almost unrequited love(?), Peter Hale needs a hug, Two years later, letterfic] Cover by the lovely -grier-

!LETTER FIC!AU! In which Harry writes the last pieces of his life away, unknowing of who he is writing to. LV/HP, Oneshot with alternate endings.

she wasn't okay, but he loved her anyway . "i will be there to love you when you don't love yourself, there to love you when you're learning to, and there to love you when you finally do." - tristan . lowercase intentional . warnings within . #15 in grieving. 13.04.2022.

Nanami Kento was in love with his friend, Fudo Hinata, an ex jujutsu sorcerer that quit after an injury that cost her an arm. Nanami couldn't say his feelings aloud, fearing that with his line of work, where death could be just around the corner, he'd hurt her. So, Nanami kept letters. Filled with feelings he couldn't say until he died.

I'M HOME AND SAFE. I REALLY WISH YOU WERE TOO. [letter fanfiction] [ginnyXoc] [deathly hallows]

Read if you've ever loved someone who didn't even know you existed. "He didn't know my name. But I loved him like I'd known him in a thousand lifetimes." This is not a fanfiction. This is a story about every girl who ever fell in love with a voice through a screen. A feeling which can never be expressed. Of love that was real - even if it was one-sided. Of letting go... and never forgetting. Based on a love that was imaginary - but the heartbreak was real.

Status: Conpleted 15/15 // ↳《Non-gender specific!¡ Reader》 "Dear MC, ...although.. that's not really your name, is it?" "I can tell it must be off putting to see "MC" in this setting, but what would be better? Ah. I see. Your name is Y/n." ↳𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 reset theory makes the author want to cry, so she wrote an angst letter fic about it. ↳[707 POV] PLANNED: June 2023 PUBLISHED: Sunday, June 29th, 2025 COMPLETED: Monday, July 28th, 2025

A letter found in the same catacombs as the scroll that showed the truth. A letter from an old friend.

: ̗̀➛ rin itoshi x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ highschool/AU : ̗̀➛ letterfic format : ̗̀➛ SLOWBURN it's never too late to apologise. ᯓᡣ𐭩

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞. ┊ ┊ ⋆˚ ┊ ┊ 𝘧𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘹𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩.. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘸? ┊ ┊✧. ┊ lowercase intended started: 6.15.2024 finished: n/a trigger warnings: mainly cursing mentions of sh, su!c!de no smut