Safeplace Stories

Everyone in the friend group has already received their classification. Everyone... except Ivan. At seventeen, almost eighteen, he's the youngest of them all, still living at home, still pretending he doesn't care about the test that will decide his future. He's the silly, bratty one of the group. Loud when he's nervous. Energetic when he's overwhelmed. Always ready to argue, tease, or stir up chaos just to avoid talking about what's really on his mind. December is getting closer. And so is his classification. Elijah, one of the caregivers in the group, has started noticing the signs. The small things. The way Ivan gets overtired. The way his emotions slip when he's overwhelmed. The way he looks for comfort without realizing he's doing it. Elijah doesn't want to scare him. Doesn't want to push. Doesn't want to label him before the system does. So instead, he watches. He steps in when he needs to. He makes sure Ivan is safe, even when the boy insists he doesn't need it. Because sometimes the scariest part isn't the classification itself. It's what it means. And Ivan isn't ready to face that yet.

I decided to make a collection with all the little space oneshots I've written (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ ~ ~ ~ Compiled from my oneshot books: • Ateez Oneshots • NCT Dream Oneshots + others I originally had somewhere else but I completely shifted them to here + lots and lots of new ones :3

This is the letter that I want to tell myself. This serves as my public journal, my reflections, my experiences, lessons from other people, story of others. This letters took a lot of thinking before it came out. For some of us adulthood can be really hard to navigate, may this letters tell you that you're not alone. Some of us were really good at hiding it. These letters are meant to validate any feelings we feel. This is your safe space.

Haven Shrine Cuidad, the paragon of munificence, seraphic and opulent of Marcelo Public Highschool will meet John Cedric Saripada. An evelaine, sophisticated and smart man of Madapdap Ressetlement Highschool. Their destiny will meet again after years of their break up. Haven is a social butterfly, lahat kinakaibigan nya, lahat ginagawa nyang ka-close. Sa kanilang barkada, she's like the sheep in a wolf disguise. She is an obedient daughter, pero lahat nasasakal, lahat napapagod. Kapag nakakaranas sya ng burn outs, she always long for other people's shoulder. Baka nga dependent sya masyado. Baka nga mahina sya masyado. She's always at the bar, umiinom, partying. Sa bar, nakakalimutan nya ang lahat ng sakit, problema at stress nya sa buhay. On the other hand, John, a guy who's always available for everyone, a guy who waits, a guy who need validation to make his parents proud. Nang makilala nila ang isa't isa, sila ang naging pahinga, takbuhan at tahanan ng isa't isa. Haven is John's Querencia. John is Haven's Querencia. Querencia Of Mine.

"Who am I?" If you've ever asked yourself this question in the silence of the night, this book is for you. This isn't a typical novel; it's a sanctuary. Between the pressure to succeed and the noise of social media, it's easy to feel lost. This journey is designed to be your lighthouse. Each day, you will find a thought to validate your deepest emotions and a powerful mantra to light up your doubts. An interactive experience where my words become your strength. Open this book when the world feels too heavy: here, we keep the light on for you.

She thought she knew how to protect herself. Stay quiet. Stay distant. Don't expect too much. It worked- until she met someone who didn't play by those rules. And now... the one thing she doesn't trust is the one thing that feels safe.

I just wanted to keep a diary of my poems and rants for my future self I have ordered my collection in a way that the beginning is about my life and thoughts and poems in general and the second half is my collection of poems about a certain special someone

Ryder and Katie have always been each other's safe place, balancing their busy lives between the Lookout and the Pet Parlor. But lately, the pressure has been building. Ryder is overwhelmed with missions and leadership responsibility, while Katie feels invisible-pushed aside by the constant emergencies that pull him away. Small arguments turn into cold silence. Missed dates turn into broken promises. And the pups can sense that something is wrong, even if Ryder and Katie won't admit it. When a misunderstanding makes Katie believe Ryder no longer prioritizes their relationship, she starts pulling away. Ryder tries to hold everything together, but the weight of the Paw Patrol and his fear of losing her push him to a breaking point. Just when it seems like they're both ready to walk away, an unexpected crisis forces them to face the truth: they're not falling out of love- They're falling apart because they're afraid of losing each other. Now they must decide whether to let go... or fight for the last fragile thread holding them together.

a short story about a stubborn little cyborg with his Daddy

Let's Be Real... I'll Go First 💛 This isn't really a story. It's a conversation. A place where I show up, say something real, and then pass it to you. Some days will be deep. Some will be fun. Some might be a little too honest. But every post? I go first. And then it's your turn 💛

2026 poetry dump DISCLAIMERS ♡ Under copyright ♡ TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of death, depression, fear ♡ Cover images are not mine (besides a couple) ♡ Mild language (sh**, damn, etc). © All rights reserved

2025 poetry dump DISCLAIMERS ♡ Under copyright ♡ TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of death, depression, fear ♡ Cover images are not mine (besides a couple) ♡ Mild language (sh**, damn, etc). © All rights reserved

A bright light and the world changed, Nobody knew why it happened. It did not happen all at once, but women all over the world woke up with a gasp one morning. Young, old, rich, poor, dead asleep or wide awake, felt their heart race as a surge of energy ripple through their veins. The sky all around the world turned violet for six full minutes. Not pink. Not purple. Violet, the kind of color that whispers to your bones. Then came the unthinkable, men were powerless whereas women had magic buzzing through their veins. Some women burst into flame. Others melted into mist. Girls as young as six began speaking to the wind, commanding clouds to part. Grandmothers levitated teacups and accidentally short-circuited kitchen lights with a yawn. Empathy sharpened. Dreams bled into reality. The Earth shifted on its axis, not physically, but politically, spiritually, irreversibly. Three Weeks Later, At one of the hundreds of buildings in Bandra Aaravi Mehra, 27, stood barefoot on the balcony of her crumbling apartment, overlooking a city still humming with disbelief. She hadn't left her block since the Violet Dawn, partly because of the barricades, partly because... she was scared of what she'd become. She didn't ask for this. Then Came Zara A knock on the door. Sharp. Rhythmic. Aaravi opened it to find a tall woman in a worn black coat, a silver tattoo of an eye blooming on her neck. "You're Mehra?" the woman asked, voice smooth like thunderclouds. Aaravi nodded. Lie detector ping: none. "I'm Zara El-Amin. I lead the Violet Vanguard. We're gathering the gifted - not just to survive, but to rewrite the world. You've got a rare type. We need you." Aaravi blinked. "Rewriting the world sounds... dangerous." Zara smiled faintly. "The old world was dangerous. For women. For truth. For voices like yours. Now we build something new." Two pairs of violet eyes look at each other as their lives started to change forever.

< Mostly gonna be digital art, maybe some crafts and trad art! >

Seeking solace at the Han River after a frustrating day, Ese has a second encounter with Youngho. What starts as a simple conversation quickly uncovers an instant, unexpected rhythm, a shared language of two people living between different worlds. As their lives begin to intertwine, they find harmony, proving that sometimes the most profound connections are often the ones you never saw coming. -Rominaj♡

After the Lights Go Down is a collection of one-shots about love in its quietest moments - after the applause fades, after the door closes, after the world finally goes still. These stories live in the soft places: tired hearts, gentle hands, coming home to someone who sees you when you're no longer shining for everyone else. Each chapter is its own moment, its own love story, written for when you need comfort, reassurance, or a reminder that being held can be enough.

Curiosity won't let you sleep

She escaped her past. A new country. A quiet life. A chance to start over. But healing doesn't happen all at once. And sometimes, the people who make you feel safe... become the ones you don't know how to face.

Join Ghostie and Kayden on adventures. Ash uses age regression as a coping mechanism. Kayden takes care of them and keeps them safe. *Some parts might be a bit upsetting to read while little, I'll do my best to put warnings at the start* General Trigger warnings for most of the stories: Descriptions of anxiety/ panic attacks Being embarrassed after having an accident These stories are completely safe for work.

just a diary of my mental health c: safe space c: p.s. i farted 🎉 TW for se1f h4rm, over stim, and a bunch of other nasty stuff