Polaroids Stories

Love, on tour 𐙚 Brooklyn Abrams, a small artist, as an opening act for the famous Harry Styles. Travelling with her bestfriend and Harry's band and team for 3 months. Will this job lead to a friendship.. or even Love, on tour. What will happen in the end? Part I now completed! Thank you so much for reading, Part II is in the works 💗

Just a fun, nostalgic blackbangtan story! #1 Taennie #2 in Vnnie #1 in 2010 #1 in Polaroids #1 in camcorder #4 in BlackBangtan

Demitra thought she knew everything about Lando... until the F1 race. The boy she once knew as a funny, annoying acquaintance? Suddenly, he's impossible to ignore. With every glance, every teasing smile, and every accidental brush, she finds herself asking the question she can't stop thinking: "When did you get hot?" Thrown together in VIP lounges, paparazzi shots, and late-night race parties, sparks fly - and memories of a forgotten past start coming back. Falling for him once wasn't enough... and somehow, she keeps falling again. And again. And again. ˡᵃⁿᵈᵒ ⁿᵒʳʳⁱˢ ˣ ᵈᵉᵐⁱᵗʳᵃ ᵏᵃˡᵒᵍᵉʳᵃˢ Media Chapters aswell as Demitra's POV'S!! Started: 11. October 2025

"Snuggled in white sheets with goodbye kisses, distance was nothing and everything all at once 'Goodnight,' I kissed my fingers, pressed them to the picture 'I love you.' " A collection of memoir poetry about long distance love, a desire to escape, finding oneself, isolation, female empowerment, and breathtaking hope. (Cover art by BrainySaber) (Written by author of #1 in Teen Fiction "Forced to have the Player's Kid" and #1 in Humor/Watty Award nominee "Trapped in School.")

Coming off from a hard hitting 'no' from her best friend who she unfortunately falls for.. "Thats exactly what i wanted to spend my summer doing, repairing our broken friendship..." But as things turn out, these plans were forced to be abandoned..... A life changing excursion, Meeting new people,a couple of polaroids, Love? Does heartbreak go away that easily? Or is it going to haunt your every step

Mingyu took a polaroid picture of Wonwoo during Christmas and New year's eve.

Coen You had bad written all over you, your history, your past, nobody really knows but you were an exotic creature, extraterrestrial. Out of my realm, no mortal girl was as beautiful or intelligent as you were. I didn't believe in God until I met you, God was the only way to explain how a dead gorgeous creature like yourself existed. You were like a drug once you got hooked there was no going back. You were toxic, poisonous, bad for me but I was addicted to you - your unicorn hair, satire humour, your killer dimples and hard to forget eyes. Dark and vicious , I wanted to stare them down but you would always win. I could never look you in the eyes for too long, they were intricate to stare at. I could never decipher the story behind them. You wouldn't let me. At first you were just a curiosity and than a bad desire. I was needy Amara and so were you. I wanted you and you wanted me but we kept playing the game, none of us would win. So why don't we quit pretending not to care because it's going to leave its mark someday. One of us was going to get hurt.

Taking polaroids Of you looking sad and far away Far away in your mind I can't find you in this nowhere You are lost Just like those polaroids I took I burnt them In my fire of madness and disappointment And I laugh Because those tears tickle on my cheeks Red eyes Red fire Black future - luise salome

"They are not just photos." Sara Hannington is an ordinary girl who loves photography and Polaroid photos. After she died of lung cancer, her diary, Polaroid camera and the photos were handed down to Martin Hannington. He thought they were useless, so he kept them somewhere. But after an accident, he realized that each photo tells the story of a significant event in her sister's life.

pictures cover :: shay

"And what exactly would you say to her if you actually met her" Antoine thought about it for a hot second,"Something along the lines of "excuse me miss I think You may have dropped something" but I'm not sure if i'd say that" Antoine said indefinitely. He shook his head,"If I wasn't with you tonight I would've thought you were completely drunk and out of your little French mind."

All the lyrics to Taylor Swift's fifth album, 1989. All rights go to tay and everyone else that wrote the songs. There are also single covers made by me. All the rights to the pictures go to me.

With the help and love from her family, Rosali Morasco gets out of an abusive relationship that she has been in for 5 years. She finally has the determination and will-power to get out and live free. It worked. Come and witness the journey of how she got out and fell in love with a guy who is in love with Polaroids and eventually with her. How the picture's that were taken saved the both of them from falling into darkness. ______________________________________________________________________________________ This story is my very first so I'm sorry for any mistakes you see! Hehehe! Enjoy :)

danielle howell and philia lester are two girls who live in central london. danielle goes by dani. dani is a 26 year old girl who originally from wokingham, england. she enjoys things such as sleep, aesthetic photos and equality. philia is a 30 year girl from the north part of england, causing her to have a quite quite tone to her voice. they are both best friends who share an apartment in a small town in london. they both really enjoy taking polaroids and they usually hang them up on the fridge they own. selfies to just random sunsets. it was always a hobby of theirs.

Untold secrets have consequences...

where a secret romance blooms between a famous kpop idol and an ordinary school girl whose only connection to each other are polaroids.

Dear Vessel, Your skull weakens as you read, your stomach is sick, you shiver from the rest of the world's laughter. You say that you're normal like the rest of them, but you have something special that they don't have, you see, you have me. I'm the one that creeps and crawls into your thoughts, into your memories, I'm the scary man lurking behind you, I'm the nightmare of all that you lost in the fire. But it seems as though you've thought to replace me, dear lover, you can't escape me. Don't even try to run from my loving grasp of your neck, of your spine. With the Utmost Splendor, Depression.