Afterhours Stories

𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐬 | 🌙 ── 𝐎nde Sarang Pixys, após se demitir de seu trabalho do turno da noite em uma loja de conveniência 24h, resolve acompanhar seu pai em um evento do motoclube em que frequentava e lá ela vê um rapaz no qual ela já havia visto antes... Reiner Braun x OC || © 2026 tampssz

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After meeting a handsome man in the local bar one night, Venus is beginning to get entangled into a new exciting world. This mystery man may just be who she's looking for, or maybe he's the the thing of her nightmares. But is Jax just a brooding businessman or is there something more to him and the business he is conducting? Is he worth the risk of finding out?

Community service day at the museum - it was like stepping through a time-machine, until there seemed to be no way out! [Another crazy dream of mine. I have no idea why my dreams are so dark, but well, at least it was interesting! Do let me know what you all think, I hope this story isn't too abstract to understand!]

all photos are from pinterest :) working on all aesthetics starting with the letter B atm!

(Inspired by a TikTok of drawing aesthetics) Here you can request all the different aesthetics and try to make them into people. Warning, some won't look like their aesthetics but just have a few characteristics due to limited options.

A poem about being trapped after hours in X-Sector and creepy thing start to happen.

A world of high speed and a dance with the monster.

She calls a random radio show at 2 AM, never expecting the host to change her life...

a young boy finds himself I'm danger after he searches for answers on What goes on while children sleep, but finds out more information than planned.

"God, Nathan, don't stop!" she screamed, her body eating up every thrust I gave, her hands gripping at my lower back desperately. "Ah, shit, right there!" Looking down at her writhing body beneathe me, skin glistening, bangs sticking to her forehead, with her perfect mouth letting out breathy pleas, I raced toward the edge, but remembered to be a gentleman. Ladies cum first.

Abel Tesfaye is a 31 year old, world renowned superstar known as The Weeknd. To the outside world, it looks like he may have it all, money, jewels, cars and a plethora of women but deep down, he's just ready to settle down and start a family....and it just so happens his best friend Dani is ready to have a child too. They've known each other almost their whole lives and never had feelings for each other before but will things change when they decide to have a child together?

Diluc invites kaeya to angel share for a drink

To the ones who long for the dark. To the ones who love the night. To the ones who are struggling. To the ones who miss their person. To the ones who need someone. To the ones who want to be free. This is for you.

This book is about Abel Makkonen Tesfaye A.K.A The Weeknd and how he went from a simple life in Toronto, Canada to performing for the NBA at their half time show.

The Weeknd's song lyrics are here, I'll try to update it quickly or when a new album or collaboration is released.

Poetry, Thoughts, Advice

Late nights were never part of the plan. For Aria Bennett, the office was a place of structure, control, and carefully maintained distance. Every decision was calculated. Every boundary respected. Until Rowan Hale made staying late feel like something else entirely. What starts as lingering glances and quiet tension after hours slowly unravels into something deeper-something harder to ignore when the lights dim, the building empties, and the space between them disappears. Because in the silence of empty offices... Truth doesn't stay hidden. And once the line between professional and personal is crossed There's no pretending it was never there.