Historias de Slowburnkinda

Every summer, Violet Navarro comes back to Brighton Cove. The same beach. The same little town. The same traditions. And, unfortunately, the same people. Natasha Romanoff, her best friend and partner in crime. Steve Rogers, who somehow always finds himself dragged into their chaos. And James Barnes, better known as Bucky, the boy Violet has spent every summer arguing with for as long as she can remember. They're just friends. At least, that's what Violet tells herself. But summers have a funny way of changing things. Because one year, Bucky's teasing starts feeling different. Their stupid arguments last a little longer. The moments between them become harder to ignore. And suddenly, Violet isn't quite sure when James Barnes stopped being the annoying boy she couldn't stand and became the person she looked for first whenever she arrived in Brighton Cove. From late night beach walks and bonfires to stolen glances, inside jokes, first loves and summers they'll spend the rest of their lives remembering, Violet and Bucky are about to find out that sometimes the best love stories don't begin with strangers meeting for the first time. Sometimes, they've been there all along. Brighton Cove was always their summer tradition. They just never expected it to become their story.

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔...𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛, 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛, 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑝 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠...ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑, 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑠. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑'𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑡, 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟, 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑑, 𝑜𝑟 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. 𝐴 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑥𝑒𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑. 𝐵𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑘𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛.

Super bad romance in a college setting. Found it in my drafts from a while ago, and decided to attempt to finish it. Definitely not my best work plot wise, but hopefully it gets better haha. Also please see trigger warnings at the start of chapters (of there are any). Thanks for reading!

hi guys, this is about my yumeship with chance and um it isn't a reader x character kinda thing so I apologize in advice for that it goes into subjects such as, murder, hateful speech, mental health, suicide, self harming thoughts, addiction, suggestive content..? (lowkey just chance being super flirty and allat crap), drinking n intoxication and MAYBE a bit of blood and gore

what happens when lily finds herself infautuated with the well hated minecraft youtuber? LILY X DREAM FANFIC.

Takes place shortly after Rimuru defeats Geld but before he meets Milim. This is my au.

Gary is a junior in high school. He meets a new student named Avocato and the two end up becoming friends. They get closer and closer together and over time Gary notices he starts to develop feelings for his feline friend. :))

❝ been my girl since '99. ❞ - jschlatt x fem!reader

This story takes place 10 years after Simon and Willhelm Finnish Hilerska, more details in the first chapter. Story tipe friends to lovers.

William Riccardo And Kassie Taylor's story to finding true luv. {i dont have a better discription js yet}

The cameras were supposed to capture six months of ordinary life. Instead, they captured the impossible. When twelve actresses from Thailand's GL industry are brought together for a live co-living reality show, everyone expects laughter, friendship, unexpected pairings, and unforgettable moments on camera. No one expects a rumor. No one expects a misunderstanding. And certainly no one expects two actresses to wake up in each other's bodies. As Lingling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat struggle to protect a secret that should be impossible, they must learn each other's routines, friendships, careers, and lives-while millions of viewers watch every smile, every mistake, and every interaction unfold in real time. But cameras only capture what people can see. They don't capture fear. They don't capture loneliness. And they don't capture the quiet moments that slowly transform strangers into the one person who understands you better than anyone else. In a world built on headlines, hashtags, and public perception, perhaps the most unscripted story of all is the one no audience was ever meant to witness.

your average love story , just two teenagers in love - English isnt my first language :)

This generations "America's little darling" (Y/N) Starlight is ready for a change in her life. If it's just a new type of role or a new life at all she doesn't know. When a mysterious person watches her as she swims every night she finds the escape shes been craving.

just so you know, chapter one is based off a character ai bot; 2006- Satoru Gojo created by nikocadosredshirt 😁 will upload new chapters when i feel like it, so please be patient with me! also i don't know who drew the cover, so please tell me who did and if they said not to repost 😓 also also, i may put this up on ao3, so i'll post the link if i decide to! normal high school au, none of that jujutsu tech cursed energy shit

"if i had everything would it mean anything to me."

enid never guessed she'd meet her mate at nevermore, neither did her attempted convict roommate. i do not own these characters <3

~~"What do you think you're doing?" George breathed out, barely audible to any ears but their own. Smirking behind his mask and maintaining their close proximity, Dream moved them some more to the music. "You gave yourself away...George."~~ What is a Prince, but a title? What is a flower, but a plant? What is Dream's life, but stagnant. Dream expects this year's Starlight festival to be the same as every year, a testament to his very uneventful life as a member of royal society. However, a chance encounter with a unknown stranger in his garden gives him hope for more in his life. Little do they know that the other is the ailment to their respective loneliness, and that destiny has more planned for them than they realise. (or a fic where dream is a prince who is unsatisfied with his life because he only does what he's supposed to do, and george is an ambassador from another country who gets to know the prince anonymously through their talks in the garden. just two rich boys who want something to give their life meaning, and this start of their story is gonna be the gateway to what they want most. They have yet to be part of a greater adventure) -Howdy folks, it's yourfauxentropy here and I have another story for you. this is the first in the 'Of Vermillion Heralds' series im writing rn Author Notes/Disclaimer: this is a fic based on their mc characters and thus all descriptions are of their characters but if any of the content creators in this know about it and want me to take this down then i will do that asap just leave a comment letting me know. This is being reposted here from ao3 so you can find the og fics there if u want: I also do basically no editing so if there're any errors i apologise: if any details of this fic like setting are confusing then i can edit the notes and explain them if necessary Dedicated to my beloved friend who I have constant sexual tension with who also helped me get back into writing shit

"Losing her was hard." I start. "And Living without her was even harder." "She was my everything. Kept me on the ground;" I chuckled, recalling every little memory of us. Every moment. "We were going for the same thing. Though we wanted it differently, we reached for our dreams together, and we were happy." I say, voice growing lower. "So damn happy." I snicker not really wanting to dwell to much on the past. So sitting up i look at the woman who's now scribbling something in her notebook, then looking out the window; before continuing. "Until she got sick." The woman stopped abruptly as if i caught her off guard with what I said. "And I lost her," Glancing over, the woman now had looked up at me, sympathy written all over her face and now looked as if she was getting ready to say something, but before she could I finished. "Well that's what I thought." ((DISCLAIMER ⚠️: talk of suicide))