Jl Stories

《A HanJay/Haneulz Alternate Universe》 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ JL Gaspar, a college freshman juggling studies and part-time jobs, wakes up from a nap to find a baby girl snuggled beside him, calling him "Dada." Her name? Park Anri. She says so herself in bubbly baby talk. And apparently, she knows exactly who her fathers are. Enter Park Han. A campus heartthrob. And a total stranger to JL. He freezes while getting his usual morning coffee when the baby points at him and exclaims, "Papa!" Neither of them are dating. Neither of them have a kid. And heck, JL has never even dated anyone in his nineteen years of life, much more someone like Han! And yet... here she is. Their baby. Both of them are now officially confused. Thanks to a magical mishap involving time travel, JL and Han are thrown into an unexpected partnership: keep baby Anri safe, avoid public suspicion, and somehow survive co-parenting while figuring out how the heck this even happened. "I wuv yu, Dada and Papa!" Oh boy. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Copyright © 2025 Linnéa Rion. All Rights Reserved. ～※⚜️🍼⚜️※～ Published on: August 05, 2025 Finished on: TBA

A simple scenario imagination of deluluness from your what if's. Inspired by songs that can requested. This is a Tagalog and English kind of short story/one shot. Please enjoy🥳 🤙🏻🦊🐶🐣🐸🐈‍⬛🦝🐯🐰🐻🤙🏻

"If I knew I would die this miserably, I would've tried to live happier." ---------- After moving out of their hometown, Hana's life turned for the worse. When she reunited with AHOF eight years later, she wasn't the same person they used to know. Not wanting to entangle them with her misery, she gave them the cold shoulder and pretended she didn't care about them. But when everything came crashing down, she found herself lying cold in someone's arms as she breathed her last. Perhaps fate took pity on her and turned back time. She woke up months before her death; before all hope was lost. Now determined to spend her second chance at life chasing happiness instead of succumbing to misery, Hana sought to rekindle her friendship with AHOF. In this life, she made friends and happy memories she never had before. But unspoken truths lay deeply within yesterday's scars. Will Hana be able to overcome the same or even worse silent battles she couldn't win before? In the face of lies and despair, will she find solace in the warmth of the people who showed her love and joy? "I can't even say 'love me' anymore." ---------- WARNING: This story contains strong language and depictions of child abuse, violence, suicide, and sexual assault that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. SLOW UPDATES but I will try to update weekly if my schedule permits it. ---------- Hall of Fame 06-10-26 - #1 alltimehalloffamer 06-10-26 - #1 shuaibo

#OT9 - JL as a hot momma of Daisuke. Shuaibo & Woongki as his hot godmommas. Chihen, Juwon, Hani, Steven, & Jeongwoo as...?

Story Description PJO x Batfam x OC Agnes was only ten when her whole life changed. Raised under Tartarus' manipulation, protected by Lady Shiva, and dropped into the Batfam's chaotic version of hospitality, Agnes never truly understood what her bloodlines, her family, or her existence meant for the world. But everyone else did. The demigods knew she was a future powerhouse... or a terrifying enemy. The immortals knew she was the sole heir to Tartarus' primordial power. Her mother knew she could become the greatest hero... or the deadliest villain. And across all that fear, prophecy, and danger, one truth remained: Agnes was not someone who could be allowed to fall into the wrong hands. Author's Note The story is fast-paced. There will be grammar mistakes. POVs change often... kind of. The character portrayals are a mix inspired by: Wayne Family Adventures, Demigod in Gotham, From Camp Half-Blood to Gotham, Crashing Through the Dark, Don't Fear the Reaper, When Worlds Collide, plus various Webtoon/Wattpad fanfics and head canons. My versions of the characters are slightly different from canon. (All characters belong to Rick Riordan and DC, except my OCs.)

A collection of random reader x DC character oneshot stories I write whenever a random idea pops into my head.

With a fist full of heart and a pocket full of stars YOUNG JUSTICE / DICK GRAYSON stellates © 2026

This a Fem Percy Jackson x Jason Todd story created for The Muses Awards When Jason dies Percy simply believes he has gone silent and is ignoring her and does not know of his death. When Percy is taken by Hera a revived Jason believes she is gone for good, but this all changes when Percy is brought in for questioning by the Justice League.

An AU story of Haneulz where Han Park never expected that the girl( JL) who taught him how to read would one day become the person he'd spend years trying to forget. From childhood friendships and innocent crushes to painful misunderstandings and years of separation, Han and Jeyelie grew up carrying feelings they were never brave enough to name. They laughed together. They fought. They hurt each other. They drifted apart. And somewhere between growing up and moving on, they became strangers carrying the same memories. Now, years later, the past is knocking on their door once again. But can two people really find their way back to each other after everything they've lost? Or are some stories destined to remain unfinished? A story about first love, missed chances, growing up, and the things we pretended not to feel. "I didn't fall in love with her." "I just never learned how to stop remembering her."

While fighting Mr.Freeze to earn her spot in the Justice League, Marinette finds herself realizing that she's had enough of being a hero. Of being a solider...she wanted to stop it all... But can she really when she has loose ends to tie and failed to join the Justice League?

This is the first story of the Tres Marias series. What if a perfect man and woman collide? Mearah Mariella with a perfect life desiring to spend all of her first time in everything. And a man named JL a perfect man too who will take all her ' first time' thing. But, would it be perfect too if they have each other?

Moments before and during will be posted here. This is fanfic only so some information might be inaccurate. I hope you enjoy these as much as I am. ^^ There will be shipping involved here soooo, you've been warned. :)

Jenlisa adaptation

How is it that you can do everything your supposed to do. Everything you know is right. Everything within your power ...and still lose in the end. Hadn't he done enough. Of corse he had. He had done that and more, yet the fates still wanted more from him. For him to give more. To lose more. All he cared about was keeping those he loved safe and happy. But what happens when he fails do that. When that person he loves more than anything is ripped away from him. When his life is ripped away from him. What's he got left. A hole. An emptiness. Nothing. Can he keep going or will he just lie down and give up? What has this new world got in store for him? You'll have to read and find out :3

JL

"Ochii ei negri care strălucesc la lumina soarelui, zâmbetul ei care lasă la vedere gropițele...te fac să uiți pe ce lume trăiești. Îți curăță sufletul de toate rănile." "Buzele ei moi, părul strălucitor, ochii ei, zâmbetul ei, mirosul.. Mă duce intr-o lume în care suntem doar noi două" -gxg -JL

A compilation of Jenlisa One Shots

"I cant live like this. I dont want this anymore. I..just want to..disappear." "I want to keep living to show her how to live..again." "She saved me from my own demons and showed me life is worth living. She's taught me how to live again." A story of healing and hurting at the same time starring JENLISA.

Some promises are too small to matter. That's what the world tells you when you're young-when your hands are small, your words are careless, and your idea of forever barely stretches past tomorrow. But for some people, a promise is everything. On a football field divided by rival colors, Yin Anan Wong and War Wanarat stand on opposite sides, bound by competition, pride, and the unspoken rule that there can only be one winner. To the crowd, they are just college athletes-stars of different teams, enemies for ninety minutes at a time. What no one sees is the thin, fragile thread tying them together. A childhood afternoon. A quiet park. A bracelet worn thin by time. War doesn't remember the face clearly anymore-only the warmth of a voice that told him it was okay to cry, and a promise whispered with the certainty only children possess. Yin remembers none of it. Not until fate places them on the same field again. Not until rivalry reopens a wound that never truly healed. Because some promises don't disappear when you grow up. They wait.