Historias de Queerplatonic

THE STARS WILL FALL, BRING PAIN TO ALL... ...UNLESS YOU CARE TO HEED THE CALL. Princess Starfall is far from ordinary. Moonborn but powerless, the half-RainWing has always been "the weird one," but she's determined to prove she can be just like any other NightWing. No one knows why the full moon didn't give her powers, but she never wanted powers anyway-she's decided that this is the perfect mix of "special" and "normal" for her. But a prophecy two millennia old calls into question her façade of normality, and a brush with death awakens her to what she truly holds beneath her scales. When the safety of her friends and tribemates is threatened, Starfall must decide whether she wants to reject or embrace this new version of herself-and her choice may end up saving the lives of many dragons.

"Hi, uh, so." Wooyoung desperately tries to shake off the blankness that washed over him as soon as the pretty receptionist looked up from his laptop and smiled at him. "Do you have a phone?" A moment passes. Wooyoung wants to facepalm. ~~~ Growing up can be tough. Everybody should know that, but everybody seems to forget it as soon as they've reached a somehow stable phase in life. Wooyoung is only waiting to attend university. While high school was a pain in the ass, he is sure university-him is going to live the dream and be himself. Until then, trying his flirting skills out on the next reasonably attractive person works, too, he figures. Aside from the fact that he needs to save a lot of money for university, San doesn't really know where he's heading. But that's okay, he supposes, because who knows anyway what life is about? At least he has Mingi by his side. ~~~ relationships: romantic Woosan, platonic Sangi, queerplatonic Yungi ~~~ updates are every to every second Friday :) ~~~ #2 in queerplatonic #3 in sangi #5 in aroace #55 in woosan #109 in yungi

Slice of life with Drew !! reupload from ao3 His relationship with Zoey- there's gotta be more to it, right? No way someone as smart as him would fall for a gold digger. Let's not forget he's taking honours classes. The following takes place with Drew as a sophomore (10th grade) after befriending Jake. Character mentions (so far) Drew, Jake, Henry, Liam, Zoey, Daisy, Hailey

🍂 A story about dusty stairwells, yellow high-tops, and the quiet spaces in between. Hazel and Clara have a rhythm. Two quick steps, one slow. It's a rhythm that has survived since sixth grade, tucked away in a fortress that smells like turpentine and radiator dust. But as sophomore year begins, the world feels a little too loud. Sebastian is blasting pop music, the hallways are full of drama, and everyone seems to be chasing a "happily ever after." Hazel is just trying to find where she fits when the rest of the world feels like a script she didn't study for. 📓Everyone expects a romance. I just want a place to breathe 📓

You are Kris's soul. However, the thing is, Kris hates being controlled, and you don't want to remain having a random vessel rather than a body of your own. Maybe everything will get better after TV Time.

Cordelia Jones isn't exactly the most revered or noble of the Wanderers... in fact her antics of traveling back in time to pants George Washington at inappropriate times have gotten her threatened by the Coucil of Time Travellers & Manipulators that she needs to smarten up, or loose her ability forever. When Keiko Fujioka needs a guide for a quest she's been assigned to, Cordelia volunteers, hoping it will raise her standing with the Council. However, a stubborn Keiko is none too please to be partnered with the sometimes insensitive and always immature Cordelia.

C, well, she's different. Not in the stereotypical female protagonist way where she's 'different' and 'special'. No, C is different because she likes to hang out at the flower shop in the back ally that only opens at the dead hours of the night and seems grows their wares via neon bulbs. Ty and Alex are different as well. Again, not in the stereotypical way, but in they're different because they love to traipse the streets of the city when even the dead aren't awake in search of adventures they're too skittish to take part in. C knows about these mischievous adventures, they're the biggest source for gossip at the little flower shop after all. And she's taken it upon herself to find them, and finally drag them into one of those damn adventures they seem to always stumble upon. Written by Shawm

The wind blows harder under many shades of grey. The sun shone at dawn. *** A collection of haikus, tankas, poems about nature, climate change, platonic love, and any other poems I feel like writing or translating to English.

Eccedentesiast- noun. Someone who fakes a smile. Izuku Midoriya was fucked up, he knew that much. With so much having happened, he felt like he would never be able to cope, that is, until he met her. She helped him, gave him a shoulder to cry on, and someone to rely on. The only person he could truly smile for. Warning⚠️ Abuse, torture, other yet to be seen touch subjects⚠️ Please enjoy this impulse fanfic.

"What's got you so worked up squirt? You usually aren't quite this quiet." The grayish blonde haired person asks gently. "Oh, lighten up Tats. Just because I'm quiet doesn't mean something is necessarily wrong." The smaller one snaps. The blondish one gives her a knowing look, they know for a fact that it does, indeed, mean that. The brown haired one sighs in frustration. "I just wish sometimes that life was more fair..." The Blondish haired person gestures for her to continue. "Everyone puts specific quirks up on a pedestal that you couldn't reach with ten stepladders, and anything that doesn't quite fit that description is forgotten and left behind. I guess I'm just sick of it... What can I do, I guess..." She mutters, upset. She finishes off the end of the rant angrily, and the tall one sighs sadly. "Nothing we can do about it, squirt. Best we can do is move forward. Leave the hero work to the special ones, ok? The group talks outside the gate for a few more minutes, and starts picking up their things that they set down so they could watch the students' commute, and set out on their own way. After all, not everybody can be some huge protagonist in an epic adventure. The brown haired girl laughs at something the dark pink haired girl says, and replies with a witty comment of her own, sending the entire group into a fit of giggles. But sometimes, you just get lucky I guess. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bnha does not belong to me, neither does the classes at Yuuei. All rights go to Horikoshi.

What if the love stories we all know and adore were a little bit different? What if they were about a different kind of love? You can also read on Ao3!

Best friends Avery and Drew spend a lot of time together. During their most recent adventures, Drew begins to realize his true feelings for his friend. A quiet struggle with his emotions, his identity, and his deepest insecurites lead to a single action fuled by a sudden bout of courage. One action that could change their relationship forever - for better or for worse. All he can do is hope for the best while all the worst case scenarios run through his mind. As long as they don't come true, everything will be fine. As long as Avery feels the same, it'll all work out for him. Art on the book cover was made by the lovely FantabulousFox on Instagram

Yu has a panic attack, so Yosuke comes to his aid... and learns a lot about himself along the way.

Josh finds a greasy man who looks 12 in the mountain. Trauma chaos and fluff ensues. THIS IS ALL PLATONIC PLEASE DONT KILL ME

Briar should be excited about her eighteenth birthday coming up. She should be looking forward to the day her soulmark appears and she finally gets to know who she's meant to spend the rest of her life with! Briar is not excited at all. In fact, she's dreading it.

Detective Almond Cookie is notorious around the city for living on coffee and adrenaline alone, and while he insists that he's a tough cookie, Dr. Apple Cookie MD knows better [it's true, she does, her degree proves it!]

On the outside we look "normal" but inside we are anything but that. This is our story of love but not the type you think, death, growth. It all started on my bitter sweet sixteen.

A collection of short writings about my ocs based on a writing related ask meme on Tumblr. Most will be romantic but some wont be, so in each chapter the context of the kiss will be specified in the title, (R) for romantic, (P) for platonic and (QPR) for queerplatonic. (For the moment there's no CWs but they will be indicated at the start of the chapter when the time comes that one of them needs a CW. Also feel free to ask for me to add a CW if needed!) It's mostly mlm/nblm/nblnb + transmasc stuff, because i am very gay and i yearn a lot for my characters. (There will be some mlw, wlw and nblw and more too, but it's mostly mlm/nblm/nblnb) And some prompts may be repeated (Tumblr: coxinhadoce47-art / coxinhadoce47-ocs)

(slash; quasiplatonic relationships) "You see, I'd go out and do some people watching. I still do it sometimes because it helps, you know? It helps to think that you have your own reality and I have mine. Cameron has her flowers and you have your art. All of us can't be any more different from each other. If only I remembered that every day. If only everyone woke up thinking the same thing."