Queerstories Stories

They must find a 'common enemy'

poems :)

Evan has always wanted a relationship-and has the quiet disappointment to show for it. Marcus, burned by a string of short-lived relationships, learned long ago how to keep things casual and keep himself safe. When a dating app match brings them together, both men are trying to be someone they're not: Evan pretending he wants less, Marcus pretending he's ready for more. Their first date falls flat. They're ready to write it off-until a chance reunion at a birthday party forces them back into each other's orbit, along with two friends who may or may not be nudging things along. As Evan and Marcus continue dating, neither is promised clarity or certainty-only the difficult work of honesty, presence, and choosing not to disappear when things get complicated. For Now is a warm, funny, and clear-eyed queer romance about learning to want without rushing, staying without promising forever, and discovering that sometimes growth looks like choosing someone without knowing how the story ends.

He wears ink like armor, and laughter like a shield. But even tattoos can't hide a broken heart. Noah is the kind of guy who lights up every room - charming, unapologetically bold, and a certified playboy. As a bisexual tattoo artist with a sharp tongue and even sharper style, he lives life on his own terms. But behind the jokes and hookups is a truth he doesn't talk about: his family threw him out after he came out. They called him abnormal. Unworthy. A sin. Since then, he's sworn off anything that looks like love - because love is what ruined him first. But when someone walks into his studio who isn't fooled by the jokes or the smirk - someone who sees through him - Noah finds himself unprepared. For the first time in a long time, he's being seen not as a body to touch... but a heart that could still be worth saving. Will Noah stay chained to his pain, or will he dare to feel something deeper?

Some scars don't fade. Especially the ones left without goodbye. Lian is the quiet type - reserved, composed, and fiercely guarded. He works at Café Iris by day, keeps his circle small, and shares an apartment with Ravi. Few know that behind his calm presence is a man once shattered by love. Years ago, he gave his heart to someone who didn't just break it - he vanished with it. No closure. No explanation. Just betrayal and silence. Since then, Lian swore he'd never fall again. Never let anyone close enough to destroy him like that. But what happens when the past he buried so deep comes crashing back into the present? He thought he moved on. He told himself he had. But one night at Eden, under the lights and echoes of the crowd, there he was - standing on stage, performing like he owned the world. Same voice. Same eyes. The man who left without a word. And just like that, Lian's carefully built walls begin to crack. But the moment their eyes meet through the crowd, something inside him fractures. Does forgetting mean letting go? Or did he just learn how to survive without closure? And now that the past is singing again... Can he bear to listen? Or will everything he's tried to bury rise back to the surface?

Is it Deja Vu or is it really true? A Moonlit Sky and the Sounds of Gunshots, a story about Atlantis Ryder, and a journey to love, happiness and remembering.

In a deeply emotional moment, Freen is suddenly struck by a panic attack, her world spinning as past fears resurface. Overwhelmed and disoriented, she finds herself at the edge of breaking down. It's in this vulnerable state that Bec steps in, not with grand gestures but with simple, sincere support. With a calm voice and a reassuring presence, Bec offers comfort and understanding, helping Freen find her footing amid the turmoil. This moment, beautifully crafted by the author, reveals the profound impact of genuine human connection and how a compassionate friend can make all the difference in overcoming even the darkest moments of fear.

In a terrifying and deppresing world known as college, I find my self gazing at the bright and eye-tearing stars in front of the seemingly gray cafeteria, my pink spacesuit reflecting the glass infront of me. NO matter how much i tried I just couldnt seem to get that mysterious dark tall boy out of my head... hey guysssss!! My name is Olivia, and this is my first fictional book on this app ^v^ i'm a proud fujoshi and have LOVED reading all the bl stories on here but recently ive noticed some lesbian storise ;-; but its not like i hate lesbians! im not homophobic i have a lot of gay friends at shool. anyways i'm wrting this story to not only fight against the lesbian stories (no hate tho!) but also express my artistic talent just like all my role models on here, and i hope you enjoy, sayonara!! ✧˚ · . ˚ · . ༉‧₊˚. '*•.¸♡ ♡(◕‿◕) discalimer: if your not comfrotable with gay sex THEN YOU NEED TO LEAVE THIS STORY INMEDIATELY!!! i know i need holy water ;-; but still I do NOT condone homophobic people on this page so if you don't like gay men doing the dirty then please leave thank you! DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY INCLUDING THE AUTHOR "OLIVIA" IS SATIRICAL FICTION, CRINGE AT YOUR OWN RISK

Jessie Kawecki desperately needs a break. Her girlfriend broke up with her, she's sleeping on her brother's couch, and she's got maybe about forty dollars in her wallet. Still, when she gets offered the position of nanny to the three cheeky daughters of single mother Elizabeth Canfield, she hesitates. Closed-off and cold, Elizabeth is harder to handle than all of her kids together, and Jessie has no idea how long she can manage to put up with her. But she could really use the money, and she probably won't see that much of Elizabeth anyway. Why else would she need a nanny? Started: December 16, 2020

I'm bad at poetry... but I love it. So enjoy my poetry and I hope you can find some meaning in it😌 Also short stories are fun :))

As Frozen ended for the fourth time that day, Scout let out a whimper and curled himself further into Kai. They rubbed gentle circles on his back before telling him that it was time to head up to bed. When they went to pick him up to carry him upstairs, Scout screamed in pain and they suddenly noticed how warm his little body felt and grabbed the thermometer to check his temperature again. "Shit," they muttered as the thermometer beeped, alerting them of his rising fever. "102.3? How did I not realize it was getting this high?"

A lil drabble type thing of the fellas. Just testing the waters a little bit, read my bio, friend =3

Hollstein one shots! A good mix between fluff, angst, and smut! Enjoy!!!

"Step into the world of 'Queer Chronicles: A Kaleidoscope of Unique Narratives,' where each tale is like a unique color in a big painting of life. This book is full of different love stories, people being true to who they are, and finding strength in tough times. Whether it's love in a small town or discovering who you are under the moonlight, each story is like its own special piece of art. 'Queer Chronicles' is an exciting journey through lots of different stories that show how awesome and unique queer lives can be. It's a book that says, 'Be yourself, be proud,' and celebrates the courage it takes to be different and true to who you really are." BADGES Number 9 Authentic

Two women bound by the same values, yet separated by the lines they refuse to cross. One is composed and principled, her emotions carefully restrained behind professionalism and distance. She protects her heart with silence, with rules, with control. The other is attentive, sincere, and quietly brave- feeling everything deeply and choosing honesty over concealment. She protects her heart with truth, even when it trembles. Both are analytical, disciplined, and kind. Both believe in responsibility, respect, and fairness. Both carry empathy, loyalty, and an unspoken courage. And that is what makes it dangerous. Because when two hearts mirror each other so perfectly, distance doesn't weaken the bond, it sharpens it. In a classroom filled with silence, a glance lingers longer than it should. A voice softens without intention. And something shifts-gently, irreversibly. It is a slow-burn GL story about restraint and longing,and about ethics and emotions about connection that exists not in touch, but in the space between two people who feel the same but choose not to say it.

Sometimes we all just need a safe place to share our stories TW: Talk of self-harm, suicide, and sexual assault

The embodiment of two worlds in conflict, she is about to be rejected by both factions for being who she is. When she's captured by barbarian invaders, the King of the Goths gives her a choice. Either she recants her Christian faith and embraces her Gothic heritage or she perishes in glorious martyrdom. But having her father discovered her forbidden affair, she fears salvation might be out of her reach.

gay one shots made by yours truly :)