Pressure قصص

You were new to your job, tasked with studying anomalies and caring for the creatures that didn't immediately attack when approached. You loved your work and held no ill feelings toward Urbenshade-after all, they protected humanity by capturing the dangerous anomalies and creatures that could wreak havoc in the human world. But everything changed when you met Z-13, known as Sebastian Solace-a human mutated by Urbenshade into a monstrous, over three-meter-tall sea creature hybrid. He despised everyone and everything... until he met you. For the first time, someone treated him like a human being-acknowledging his emotions and showing him a kindness he hadn't felt since being trapped in this nightmare. What happens when a mutated fishman's gaze lingers longer than it should-watching, waiting, never quite letting go? When his presence becomes an unshakable shadow at your side, blurring the line between protection and possession? And when the quiet moments between you begin to hum with a tension that neither of you fully understands, the boundary between care and something far more consuming starts to fade.

Riley Han has her life calculated perfectly. Her grades are flawless, her next step of education is set, and her emotions are tucked away behind a 99.9% efficiency rating. But when shes paired with the schools most chaotic clown for a writing contest, her perfect world hits a system error. Caleb Lee is the human equivalent of a system crash. A class clown who treats rules as suggestions, Caleb hides a dangerous secret: he's the owner of the school's popular anonymous gossip site "crestelcoldtea" Riley and Caleb know they have no luck winning if his identity is exposed as the principal is out for Caleb's blood after a huge scandal in their school happened because of him. To win, they strike a secret pact. Riley provides the perfect structure to masks Caleb's unmistakable writing style while Caleb provides the raw soul and emotion to make Riley's story breathe. The more they work together, the more Riley realises that there is one variable that she cant quite seem to control...

🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 "Ek zabardasti ki shaadi... do dil jo ek-dusre se nafrat karte hain. Par kabhi kabhi nafrat aur mohabbat ke beech sirf ek lamha hota hai. Kya yeh rishta unki zindagi barbaad karega... ya unki zindagi ban jayega?" ____ "Some love stories aren't written by choice - they're written by fate." Fate bought them together. They used to hate each other but end up with loving each other. Troopes:- ✨ Arrange Marriage ✨ Enemies to lovers ✨ Possesive Male lead ✨ Fictional ✨ Emotional Drama ✨ Slow burn romance Roohi and Aarav never chose each other - fate did. Forced into an unexpected bond, their story begins with clashes, cold stares, and wounded egos. But between family pressure, silent care, and moments they can't explain... hate slowly turns into something neither of them can control. What happens when the person you resist the most becomes the one your heart chooses? 💔✨

"I have never wanted it grandpa, you know it very well." "Please sweetheart, for my sake.... I have never asked you anything but this...." "Hyung I don't know how to disagree with grandpa! I am going fucking crazy! I don't want all these fucking shits!!" "I'll never accept you Mr Jeon" "Not like I too would ever accept you Park Yn" JEON JUNGKOOK×YN "You are nothing but an liability for me. A Fixed one. Interest on which I have to pay my whole life even though I have nothing to do with you. Don't bother with my business and I won't bother with yours Mr Jeon." "Once you have entered into my life Mrs Jeon.... Then there is no way back. Business or not. But you are my asset, My property. Accept or not.." A story of Indifference, anger and a silent vow. Everything but not love.....at least not yet.... Trigger warning ⚠️ •Manupulation •Violence •Abuse •Indifference •cold calculations •Past Traumas •Smuts Watch at your own risk.

Statements around the multiverse. Taken by yours truly, Jonathan sims. Join him as he navigates the strange and unusual lives of people from around the world, those inhabiting Somewhere Else (and maybe beyond). (Aka, a Crossover fanfic dedicated to The Magnus archives, even if it's not the sole main focus. I've gotten into TMA recently, and I've been wanting to write some stuff of my own :P) Update schedule: there is none. I'm just gonna update whenever I feel like it. If months go by before I post again, just wait for me, I promise I'm not abandoning anything.

Oneshots of different pressure characters and mychael from mushroom Oasis I will update the best I can and I hope you will enjoy

Lucy is twenty-one and already exhausted from trying to prove she belongs. A demanding internship in a male-dominated field. A long-distance relationship that feels like it is quietly fading. A mother fighting cancer in another country. Everyone expects her to be strong, capable, grateful. No excuses. No breakdowns. No pauses. Then reality shifts. After encountering a strange light in an alley, Lucy begins to experience the world differently. The city hums beneath the surface. Emotions glow. People seem closer and further away at the same time. The more pressure she feels, the more unstable everything becomes. At first, she blames stress. Burnout. Anxiety. But when love fractures and the world around her stops responding the way it should, Lucy realizes she may have stepped into a hidden layer of existence, one that operates on a different frequency. And once you shift out of tune with reality, finding your way back is not as simple as turning up the volume. Some frequencies are hidden. Some are learned. And some can change everything. The Hidden Frequency is a continuing series. New chapters every week.

❝Hooke's Law: The more you stretch a spring, the greater the force of the spring.❞ Indigo is a good girl. Indigo has never done anything wrong. Indigo is at her breaking point. Indigo Thatcher's only goal in life has always been to be the top student. That was where she belonged and it was where she would stay, and not a single person was going to stop her. Then one day Indigo meets a boy who wants to kill his father, barreling her down an adventure that grants her the life she's never had and into a test of how far she can stretch before she finally snaps. --- --- --- This is a submission for the ONC Novella Contest. Main prompt: 29. You will meet many people in your life. Many will come and go, but some will leave footprints on your heart Other prompts: 19. When you accidentally spill coffee on someone, the moment that should've ruined your day becomes the beginning of a surprising and life-changing friendship 80. >>Monsters don't live under our beds. They live in the recesses of our minds.<<< (Variation of Edgar Allen Poe's famous quote)

I kid you not, this story was supposed to be a joke. It is a joke, but it came to life. Welcome to what could potentially be the reason why I should switch to AO3. (/j) Credits to my buddy Arthur for inspiring me to write this. May your marriage be prosperous and peaceful. I know I'll regret this. Written by TuxedoTia.

Rudra Singhania: "I loved her enough to destroy us-and spent every day paying for that choice." Gouri Sharma: "He taught me that love can lie-and I taught myself not to need it." Love didn't end between them. It fractured. When words failed, fire of misunderstanding ignited-and neither chose to put it out. What began; as unspoken feelings turned into something sharp, bitter and unresolved. Bound by circumstances they never saw coming; forced to confront anger, regret, and a past that refuses to bury. Some stories never die. They wait. For what...? People: "Love is tested." Them: "Ours broke-yet destiny wasn't done with us." Love breaks. Damages people. Yet refuses to DIE.

(Adopted by Scarlett Johansson) 𝓘𝓿𝔂 𝓡𝓸𝔀𝓮 is not a normal child living a normal childhood, the amount of medals and trophies she has won is unbelievable, just like the amount of hours she spends practicing in the studio with her sister and coach. She's the favourite dancer in the team. She wants to be the best. She wants to prove Miss Steele she's not weak. She wants to be perfect so no one else can replace her. 𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓡𝓸𝔀𝓮 is not a normal child living a normal childhood: she's a shadow, always a step behind her sister, one less medal, one less trophy, one less everything. But she's also the favourite. She's cute, she can dance, she's little; she doesn't know what she want, but she's sure outshining her sister is not in her wish list. When Scarlett comes into their lives and shows them that dancing isn't everything, it seems that both sisters can find a meaning to the word "freedom."

"Why did I sign up for this?" Arès, a prisoner, has signed up for a mysterious company to retrieve their "Crystal." It sounds easy, but unfortunately for Arès, he has no idea. (Any art used here is NOT mine.) 👁 (BTW Eyefestation is Anthro.) ⚠️ Hello! This is my first ever fanfic on this app and also my first ever fanfic! I hope you enjoy this. This was made for fun, and I hope you'll have fun reading! 💚 🦈

Rory has been seen as the dumb one or the just stupid in general.Thats not the case at all he's actually intelligent. They also keep forgetting he's a vampire with super speed, strength, hearing, and smell. One day Benny goes to the grave yard looking for a specific flower his grandma sent him to go get. When he got there he saw something that he shouldn't have.

You are an expendable and Sebastian Solace has a new associate! He is strange, as if there is something very, very wrong with him. As you learn more about him, dark secrets and deadly beliefs rise to the surface of the water. (this is my first Wattpad, please don't hate me. Also, I haven't actually played Pressure, so my apologies if I get anything wrong. I tried with the cover, though it's still a but ugly. My bad.) There will sometimes be chapters in Ray's or Sebastian's perspectives too! (though there are much more in Ray's perspective) Enjoy my bad piece of literature!

I used to believe silence was enough. Tahimik akong nag-aaral. Tahimik akong nananalo. Tahimik kong tinutupad ang bawat inaasahan sa akin-parang ang buong buhay ko ay isang maingat na hakbang patungo sa pagiging perpekto. In the world I live in, excellence is everything. If I keep my grades high, my voice low, and my heart guarded, nothing can go wrong. At least... that's what I thought. Because somewhere along the way, something shifted. Hindi ito malakas na pagbabago-walang sigawan, walang gulo. Just a quiet disruption I couldn't ignore. A presence that didn't demand attention, yet somehow made me notice things I had spent years pretending not to see. Suddenly, there were glances I couldn't look away from. Moments I chose to bury before they could mean something. Feelings I told myself were distractions-things someone like me shouldn't afford. But the truth is... even the brightest stars can lose their direction. And sometimes it only takes one person to make you realize that being seen-truly seen-can be more terrifying than being invisible. So I keep choosing silence. I keep walking the path that was written for me. Because admitting what I feel might change everything... and I'm not sure if I'm brave enough to lose the life I've already built. They say changing your stars means finding a new light. But sometimes, it only means learning how to watch your old one fade... quietly.

They have no idea who each other are; their minds forgot, but their bodies and souls still remember. The theme of stolen memories evokes a haunting sense of loss and intrigue, often explored in literature and film as a metaphor for identity and the essence of being. The idea that one's memories can be taken away suggests a profound vulnerability, as memories are the threads connecting us to our past, shaping our present, and guiding our future. In a world where memories can be manipulated or erased, only those with money can achieve, questions arise about the nature of self and the ethical implications of such actions. This theme challenges us to consider how much of who we are is tied to what we remember and how we would navigate a reality where the past is uncertain or altered. As technology advances, the concept of stolen memories also serves as a cautionary tale, reminding us of the importance of protecting our mental landscapes from intrusion and valuing the authenticity of our experiences. Long before the headlines, the cameras, and the perfect personas, two girls once stood in a place the world has forgotten. A quiet place. A hidden place. A moment carved so deeply into fate that time itself tried-and failed-to erase it.

ආදී :-හෙමීට යනවා... වාහනේකටවත් හැප්පෙයි.. ආදී කිව්වේ හිනා වෙන ගමන්.. ශනුත් ආපහු පිටිපස්ස හැරිලා ආදිට දවා අළු කරන බැල්මක් දාල ආපහු යන්න පටන් ගත්තා.. ශනු යන දිහා බලාගෙන හිටපු ආදී එහා පැත්ත හැරෙනකොටම, ආදී දිහා කන්න වගේ බලන් හිටියේ රුචිර.. ආදී :-Excuse me? රුචිර :-නෑ මුකුත්. මෙහෙ වරෙන් යන්න. මටනම් උබව තේරුම් ගන්නම බෑ.. රුචිර ඉස්සර වෙලා යනකොට ආදී ආපහු හැරිලා බැලුවේ, ගෑනු ළමයි එක්ක කතා කර කර යන ශනු දිහා.. ඇත්තටම ආදී බයවෙලා හිටපු දේ දැන් වෙන්න පටන් අරන්..

„I don't know, you looked like you were thinking about ditching", Sunghoon said. "I wasn't" "Shame, you look like someone who could use a ditch" Jake turned his head a little to squint at him. "That's not a thing" "It could be" OR For Jake, being his grade's best came to him like breathing. But as success turned into a burden, he felt himself slip away. So here he sat, with a perfect diploma and shining grades, but a lost youth. He wanted to live for once, not only exist. Cue Sunghoon, who could be just the right bit of chaos Jake needed.

Special thanks to my friends for feeding into my delusions and encouraging me to get back into fanfic writing and feeding into my delusions.

A short thing I came up with. It's time for the report cards. The protagonist struggles with mental health and self hatred. (This whole day with celebrations and all is not helping) I don't really know how to summarise this. It includes many struggles that students have to go through on that day. Like the caparison with others. It's sort of a rant about performance pressure and how school can greatly impact your mental health, mixed with self hatred, wrapped into a short first-person story. I don't know if many people can relate. I would think so. Anyways, be respectful if you choose to comment.