Cake Stories

"we're just friends, calum. that's all." or where two boys in a band seem to fall in love and everything else seems to fall apart. lynkcal

Is it even possible for a famous love-deprived guitarist to fall for a traumatically mute drummer? Can said traumatically mute drummer help him out of the hole he dug himself in? Will said guitarist let him in?

She doesn't remember her past. He's spent years running from his. Vani lives in quiet routine, haunted by dreams she can't explain. Avinash hides behind power, never looking back. When their paths cross, buried memories start to surface and a storm neither of them saw coming begins to rise.

"None of us blame you for what happened and there is nothing you can do to stop us looking after you. We love you okay?" ~ Luke centre, like a sickfic, bit of all ships but mostly Muke! And no smut just a fluff story about growing up, friendship, love, and mental health. Tw: Drugs and alcohol, throwing up, ED

we'd fall from grace we're fallin'

I have nothing to say- Except that fruitcake is the best ship in all existence and nobody can prove me otherwise!!!!!!

A tale about how a simple dessert like a cake is able to make two objects fall in love. Pin wants to bake a cake and asks help to her dearest 'friend'. What this little thumbtack doesn't know, is that this cake would help them understand their feelings about each other.

celebrating home first anniversary 🎉

2 months after Jinxx had tragically passed away, Jake struggles to raise to his daughter alone until someone offers a helping hand. Will this be a good thing or will it end in more heartbreak for Jake? (This is a sequel to my other story, Janxx Mpreg. Please read before reading this one. It'll make more sense)

Some things are just not meant to be. © narryxcake. 2014.

in which calum has died and luke texts him everyday. completed

a freshman gets an assignment from the teacher to write letters to the dead copyright 2015©HEAVYDIRTYSOULED story idea creds go to @stolenluke !

Their story never began with a confession. But rather with shared momos after school, secret watermelon candies tucked away, cricket match, stolen photographs, dance rehearsals, blushing smiles, and countless glances that lasted a second too longer. This is the story of Kaashvi and Revanth - where love was never spoken, only quietly lived. 🤍 ────୨ৎ──── He loved her quietly in high school. She never knew. Or... Maybe she did. Years later, when Revanth returned from Russia, he was no longer the shy, hesitant boy Kaashvi once knew. Behind his calm eyes hid untold stories. Behind his quiet smile hid countless secrets. And Kaashvi. She wasn't the same girl either. Life had changed her. Responsibilities had changed her. Yet somehow - Between the silent mountains, familiar roads, moonlit nights, and memories they had left behind. Fate crossed their paths once again. And this time... Walking away from each other might not be possible. Because some stories don't end with a goodbye. They simply wait for the right moment to begin again.

His voice in this room, like shadows on walls, I imagine him on the other side of the door His words, his voice, his touch, At the start, the end, and in the middle Strange how it mattered so much, when now, It matters, so little. - Lang Leav ➵ lower case intended. © pumpingluke

This is the most random maybe funniest jolby fanfic you will ever read btw might be smut in here sooooooooo ye. Thank you :)

Logan is a teenager murderer. But it isn't his fault. Rather, it is his father's, Thanatos, Greek god of death. Born with a lethal touch, anything alive that touches him dies instantly. He can shadow travel, or he can fly to his destination with his beautiful black, iridescent wings. Prison isn't that bad, but a laboratory is. Logan is caught, and taken to Lab A-1 for experimentation. Until his cheekiness earns him a way out. Read the story to learn how Logan's story unfolds. A/N Hi! FoxAndMonk here. This is my first story, so I really don't have any experience. I will not have an update schedule as school is about to start, and I don't know how hectic my schedule will be. Thank you, Reader, for understanding. Hope you enjoy! Update: this story is unfinished but not up for adoption.

This is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D

"You seriously forgot to hit the record button!" "I was distracted!" "By what exactly?" "You." all rights reserved. copyright © 2015 ||| dxddymuke

"Maybe I love you? I think this is the realest definition when I say I love you as a friend, Luke." They're right there, two 'bestest' friends in a band who both seem like there's something more to their friendship. It's a different feeling than the kind of love they feel for both Calum and Ashton, because they know they're in a world where they want nothing more, they just want each other. It's going to be hard with the fame and the band, they're both very aware of that. From those stolen glances onstage to long gazes into each other's eyes during interviews, from those sneaky hints of jealousy to finally hidden kisses in a twitcam, there's no denial that they're pretty much feeling something towards each other. They're in love, they're just afraid and very much terrified to admit that even to themselves. Steadfast Heartbeat. Copyright © April 2015. All Rights Reserved.

سالگرہ کے دن ایک محبوب کی شان میں کچھ لکھے الفاظ ایک عاشق کی طرف سے