Suppressed Stories

"When did you start feeling it?" Leonaire asked, her tears flowing freely on her pale cheeks Sicario swallowed hard, admitting to himself that he could never allow himself to cause pain in Leonaire's heart as he could not bare to see her hurting. "I slowly accepted it after a long while, but I knew I had felt it from the very beginning." Sicario confessed, forcing himself to hold back as he wanted to just wipe the tears away from Leonaire's cheeks. "But you know we can't be, right?" Leonaire sobbed. Sicario felt the pain deepening as he struggled not to have his emotions get to him. "Why not?" Sicario asked with bloodshot eyes, still hoping he'd never have to feel this kind of unbearable pain again. "We just... we just can't," ... It was never simple. Not a mere problem to solve. It's the truth. Differences can pull you away from each other. But what if this is the reason you want it more? Or maybe, it's something you saw as a hindrance to what you really feel? It was never really easy to fall in love, moreover, to be with someone others would not approve of. Does it matter, though? How can you think of it otherwise if what you've already seen from your eyes is what they denied for themselves? This is a common story of a boy meets girl, and they fell in love, only to think of it differently as they thought they didn't want what they have to get destroyed by mere emotions. What comes next when it's already hard to suppress and you just can't hold back anymore? Does that when the deathless yearning begins?

Poem Refreshed my mind just for you like then stay by you Hope you all like it

A Novel But these chapters are not yet in order

The little bird wants to spread her wings and fly high into the blue sky but unfortunately the world around her restrains her from doing so.

After the fight with Dio, Joseph Joestar finds himself in the possession of 5 letters. 5 handwritten letters from Noriaki Kakyoin during their trip, signed to each crusader. Kakyoin had written these letters in the very likely chance he wouldn't make it back from the trip alive. Joseph-having kept this knowledge from Jotaro and Polnareff-takes them back to Japan with him and Jotaro to see Holly after their journey. However, on the night before Joseph's departure back home, he drinks a little too much alcohol for his own good, and misplaces the box with the letters and several other souvenirs he bought on the trip. Also Jotaro is sick. Youll find out what that entails in the last chapter. [WARNING!! This fanfic contains a ton of angst, and cursing. Be aware this is a R18+ fanfic that contains NSFW. Also major spoilers for part 3.]

Has your heart and brain ever disagreed on something? Here's how it feels for me.

"𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘈𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤" 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴, 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.

Suppression is death's comfort zone and authenticity is life's sanctuary

This poem speaks to people who were told as a child that they're "too dramatic" when truly any and everyone is entitled to their feelings.Mental health awareness is universal.

a dump for some of my work over the years. some are on retrospection; delusion and depression; nostalgia; and repressed emotions.

Jonathan and Nikita, enemies in real life, lovers in secret? The story begins of two determined men who despised each other their whole life. Watching their pure hate for each other slowly turning into burning love. Will they ever confess their feelings? Will they ever admit their love for one another? Will their egos ever allow this suppressed love? ______________ !!based on real life!! This story is written about two nerds in my class who literally hate each other. So appreciate my dedication and hard work. ______________ Stories about other homophobic boys / teachers in our class that play in the same reality as this book: Torn Love by @aro-sushi Forgotten Love By @Lynn838

"He is too young to be depressed" They said. Words mocking his existence and criticizing him,unsympathetic and cruel. The caramel blonde's jaw clenched and fist tightened, Visibly upset and had a sudden urge to protect him. "Then wasn't he too young to be hurt?" ___________________ How could I ever protect you when I couldn't even protect myself ___________________

Follow Emi into the story of a paladin who was born as a child of light...

Resonance of Being: A Journey Within" Gently..... I tried to arise to seek my true-self... Entwined in the shackles of conventional echoes of 'shoulds' and 'musts'... Withheld by norms of rights and wrongs.... Pulled back by protocols of this isn't and that is nots.. In the depths of silence, tried to paint screams on the canvas of solitude, before they could echo....messed by the brush of judgments.... An introverted soul yearned to break the silence, yet each attempt to vocalize trampled by the weight of judgments and societal scrutiny. Amidst the labyrinth of conflicts, anxiety, and depression, the flames of inner turmoil blazed higher fueling self-doubt and low esteem. Though continued to stifled within the stigmas of 'good for nothing,' 'clogged head' and what nots ..... Yet the journey to speak out became a silent battle against the echoes of "so called societal contractors".... Bled in silence, proud to own scars...Impalpable in self discovery..... I rose to.... ...BEING ME ONLY...

A piece on animal suffering

Four Parts leading to a Confession. There is no romance here. Nothing based on books. Just a truth from the past. FYI, the cover photo isn't the cat. It's just a lookalike i found online, i didn't take that photo.

How powerful can our suppressed thoughts be?

A crushed skeleton lies pinned beneath stones inside a narrow grave, its ribs shattered and claw marks scoring the surrounding earth-signs of a desperate, violent struggle that hints the burial was meant not to honor the dead, but to contain something that refused to stay still.