Wuhluhwuh Histoires

Jhoana and Stacey were married-but only on paper, or so Jhoana kept saying. Time and time again, she told Staks there was no love, only a name on a contract. But Stacey loved her deeply. And even when Jho's words cut deep, even when her actions left scars, Staks stayed. She held on, believing that maybe, one day, Jho would love her back. Until she couldn't anymore. After a fight, Stacey finally walked away-tired of being unloved, unchosen. Will Jhoana realize what she's lost? Or will she only miss Stacey when she's already gone-when the silence replaces the arguments, and the cold emptiness reminds her of the warmth she kept pushing away? Because sometimes, love doesn't leave with a bang. Sometimes, it walks out quietly-after being ignored for too long.

There's this kind of love that hurt the heart. When you love someone, and they can't love you back, it hurts, it makes you silent, and when they finally give you a chance, things get fucked up.

Namtan is a glamorous, high-profile restaurateur who has always proudly declared that she doesn't do attachments-effortlessly moving from one casual fling to the next, always completely in control. That is, until she meets Film, a fiercely independent, laid-back bartender who works at a rival lounge. Suddenly, all of Namtan's strict "no-strings" rules shatter. She becomes completely, unabashedly obsessed, using her status and influence to constantly pull Film into her orbit, demanding her time, her focus, and her body. Film, however, is entirely aware of her power as a bottom. She knows exactly how deeply smitten Namtan is, and she plays along strictly for fun, setting fierce emotional boundaries while completely giving in to Namtan's dominant nature behind closed doors. Film loves the thrill of letting Namtan take control, even as she treats the relationship like a temporary distraction outside the bedroom. As Namtan desperately tries to break through Film's protective walls and claim her completely, she finds herself trapped in a high-stakes game where she might be the one in charge, but Film holds all the cards.

What happens when the one person you promised never to forget looks at you like you're a complete stranger? To the entire university, Mikha Lim and Student Council President Aiah Arceta are nothing but passing ships in the night. But Aiah is hiding a secret: thirteen years ago on the shores of Cebu, they were inseparable. Now, a tragic twist of fate has wiped Mikha's memory clean, leaving Aiah to carry the weight of their past alone. Armed with childhood tokens and quiet patience, Aiah is on a secret mission to make her remember. But when the past finally catches up, will it heal them-or break them completely?

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The Stage Between Us By Bianca Lopez In a small town where art is both salvation and scandal, one theater dares to challenge silence. Elena, a perfectionist actress haunted by past betrayals, has built her career on control. Marina, bold and unyielding, believes truth is the only way to reach an audience. When director Alvarez casts them opposite each other in a daring new play, sparks ignite-not just on stage, but in their lives. As rehearsals intensify, the line between performance and reality begins to blur. Elena's carefully guarded walls start to crack under Marina's relentless sincerity, and the ensemble watches as vulnerability transforms into something far more dangerous-and far more intimate. But the town is divided. Whispers of romance, scandal, and genius ripple through cafés and shops, threatening to tear the theater apart. With critics circling and Alvarez demanding truth at any cost, Elena must decide whether to keep hiding behind her mask-or risk everything by revealing what she has never dared to say. The curtain falls on a confession left unfinished, a moment suspended in darkness. And when the lights rise again, nothing will ever be the same.

Nalani was in love with Isabella but Isabella was too busy staring at the stars to notice. At least that's what Nalani thought. 𝘼𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚: (n.) a person who loves stars, astronomy. Warning: this may be a long ass slow burn, good luck. probably not though bc I'm just as impatient as you guys. TW⚠️: men

As a teacher and a fiancée, Natacha Adara "Ara" Aarons found herself trying to gain her 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 step-daughter's attention and trust. Mckinley Journee "Ley" Lane, the daughter of her fiancé, the owner of the campus who usually ignore her presence. Ley is a quiet, lonely and a mysterious person to others who loves to humor around the campus. Thinking back in the old days; Ley was always a sweet and a loving daughter to her single-parent, father. Ley had admired many people and she usually likes them easily for no reason, but she has many positive words whenever it comes to her ultimate crush. Her only crush that meant something in her life and has it's pictures attached on Ley's diary or on a board attached on her wall. Since high-school, she would go to the other building just to see her crush; a college teacher at her 20s. But, what's gonna happen after she finds out her father is marrying the girl she'd always dreamed of? ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛᴤ ʀᴇᴤᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ © 2025 by BTBR

Momo Yaoyorozu knows exactly how to be perfect. She's the ideal daughter, the ideal student, the ideal future hero. She spent years in front of cameras learning how to smile without showing too much teeth and speak without taking up too much space. Loving her has always come with conditions. Then she meets Jirou Kyouka, who laughs too loudly, says exactly what she's thinking, and refuses to make herself smaller for anyone. Friendship becomes trust. Trust becomes love. And Momo begins to realize that maybe perfection was never the same thing as happiness. Or: Momo Yaoyorozu learns that choosing yourself can be the bravest thing a hero ever does.

Pin must choose between Coiny and Pencil. (satire)

Jhoanna never falls for Stacey all at once. It happens slowly. In stolen glances, in almost-moments, in the quiet spaces between them. Stacey shines like something unreachable-like a star you're never meant to touch. And for the longest time, Jhoanna believes that's all she'll ever be: someone who watches from afar. Until she isn't.

Two women do not... cannot... should not...

Meichae short story(like 5 or smth medium chapters)A story about Megan ignoring Yoonchae. It's obvious.

This book thing is about a girl who fell inlove (How surprising) and she would do anything for her love. Yep, anything... Even killing... thats why the title is"KIlLiNg LOvE"

Krystal has always been a natural charmer- attracts like a magnet. Almost everyone in the university knows her not only for her beauty, but also because of her skills. Halos lahat gusto siyang maging kakilala at kaibigan. While Caprice, she's the unknown one. Shy, quiet, and an introvert student. Ayaw niyang makihalubilo sa iba, even though kaya niyang makisama, she just prefers to be alone. But what if the magnet got attracted? -- Note: This is for entertainment purpose only. Do not take the scenarios seriously. Happy shipping! Highest rank achieved: #1 wuhluhwuh ; # 1 krystalmejes ; #1 krystal ; #1 sapphic ; #1 capricecayetano ; #1 captal ; #1 caprice

In 17th-century Britain, Kamili, an African woman leaves her homeland to the land of Britain. She finds herself in circumstances she never expected. She navigates the freedom she does have while also trying to keep in touch with her Gogo and brother. Unexpected Relationships form and with the unexpected comes challenges.

Yoonchae is part of a band in her school, they're actually doing well and famous, but despite all of that and being beautiful, she's a person who doesn't like talking and interacting with people, she prefers to be alone and doesn't like too much attention, she often wears dark clothes to not be noticed too much by people, making her look casual. Things were going great for her, it was quiet and peaceful. When suddenly. A girl transferred to the university. It was a matter of time before two different worlds met. Megan is a person who loves talking, she's a beautiful girl with a striking face and would often wear colorful clothes that would make her stand out. She basically attracts attention wherever she goes. Yoonchae's opposite. And when they're together? They contrast.

Grace has always been the responsible one. After losing her parents, responsibility was all she knew-taking care of her younger sister, keeping her head down, never letting herself slip. No parties, no distractions, and definitely no time for love. It never mattered anyway. Love was something that never seemed to belong to her. Until now. What started as a simple tango class, just a chance to learn something she'd always admired, changes everything the moment she meets her. The instructor. Beautiful, magnetic, impossible to look away from. But falling for her is dangerous. Because she's married. She's forbidden. And she's the mother of her sister's best friend. Grace promised herself she would never risk her heart. But on the dance floor, with every step and every stolen glance, she's beginning to wonder if some loves are worth breaking all the rules for.

After the truth comes out, everything at Illyria is supposed to fall back into place. Viola is finally able to be herself, Duke has chosen her, and Olivia has what she thought she wanted with Sebastian. On the surface, it all makes sense. Their friendships remain intact, their relationships are defined, and life continues like nothing was ever broken. But something about it doesn't sit right. What starts as small, barely noticeable shifts begins to build into something harder to ignore. Olivia finds herself thinking about Viola in ways she can't explain. Duke tries to move forward, but his attention keeps drifting back to Olivia no matter how hard he pushes it down. Viola, despite finally having what she wanted, can't shake the quiet feeling that she's being compared to someone else, and it leaves her questioning things she doesn't fully understand yet. As the lines between friendship, jealousy, and something deeper begin to blur, each of them is forced to confront emotions they aren't ready to name. The more they try to keep everything normal, the more complicated it becomes. Because sometimes the problem isn't what you chose. It's what you can't stop feeling.

Everything was covered in glitter and blurry. My vision was filled with pink specks. Loud music and laughter echoed from the room next to us. The man sitting on the couch was talking, but it was as if bubbles came out of his mouth instead of words. I could barely make out what he was saying. "The ones in the next room... must be having fun... you... no..." Broken words. But I wasn't listening to him anyway. I was just focused on myself. What did my hands look like? How were my legs moving? What was the color of my skin? Pink? No, glitter was stuck to my body. I was seeing too much of my skin, and it made me uncomfortable. The elastic fabric of the tight outfit felt like it wanted to melt into my flesh and become a part of me.