Bwam Stories

In Karakura City, there are places people avoid, places people fear, and places people forget to notice at all. Naia Hayes built none of those. She built a bookstore-café instead. Honey & Paper was meant to be simple-warm light, good coffee, and a quiet space where people could breathe without being asked questions they didn't want to answer. Naia runs it with calm hands and a gentleness that never feels fragile, even when the city outside refuses to stay ordinary. It starts with a child. Yachiru appears in her life like she belongs there-bright, fearless, and far too comfortable slipping in and out of the café. She talks too much, asks strange questions, and mentions things that sound like imagination... until they don't. Especially when she talks about a man she calls "Kennie." Naia assumes it's a child's story. Until it isn't. Because Karakura City has a way of letting its undercurrent spill into quiet places. When figures from that undercurrent begin appearing at her doorstep, Naia does not ask for explanations she may not like. She simply watches, listens, and keeps her boundaries intact. And she lets them stay. Among them is a man the city does not speak about lightly-someone whose presence carries weight where rules are enforced rather than followed. People expect fear to follow him. Instead, he finds a place where no one lowers their voice because of him. Not even her. As Honey & Paper becomes an unspoken meeting point between ordinary life and the city's hidden world, Naia finds herself holding a fragile balance between what people are, what they're believed to be, and what they become when someone chooses not to look away. Some call it dangerous. Some call it impossible. But in Karakura City, even dangerous things eventually learn where to sit down. And sometimes, they bring their family with them.

Lee Do-hyun is South Korea's most famous actor-and its coldest. Quiet, intimidating, and fiercely protective of his one-year-old son, he's fired every nanny he's ever hired. Lyric Thompson, a bubbly foreign exchange student at Yonsei University, is just trying to survive Seoul with a part-time job and enough money to eat something besides ramen. After literally crashing into Do-hyun, she somehow ends up working as his son's nanny-the only person the child instantly loves. Now the grumpy actor and the sunshine college student are forced into each other's lives, where late nights, chaotic routines, and one adorable baby slowly turn cold walls into something warmer.

[L/N], [Y/N] moves to Japan due to medical issues from her mother and goes to live with her father...hero killer stain. ‼️YN IS NOT DABIS DAUGHTER😭‼️ --- "Oi!" I turn and see the blonde boy snarling at me. "Problem?" I asked tired of his damn attitude. "Who the hell are-" I cut him off "Come at me correctly then I'll answer your question." I say staring at him making my eyes go lazy. "DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO TREE HAIR!" Angry Pomeranian shouts...cute {I am using an oc but you can also imagine yourself how you want I'm just making it easier for me bc this is my first time doing this} --- I AM NOT THE CREATOR OF ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS AND I DONOT CLAIM THEM, OR SOME OF THE STORYLINE ITS SIMPLY A FACFIC FROM AN ANIME CALLED "My hero academia" All art is not illustrated by me and goes to its rightful owners, who can message me if usage is not permitted. highest ranking #2- Japanxreader #8-blackgirl #32- bakugoukatsuki

In a world older than human memory, where vampires are carved from legend and hybrids are whispered about like curses, Aria Vale should not exist. Because there has never been anyone like her before. Her blood is wrong. Ancient. Impossible. The night her true nature awakens, the supernatural world doesn't just notice her-it recognizes her. She is taken beyond the human realm into a hidden society ruled by immortal covens and bloodlines that have survived for centuries. Among them are two of the oldest and most feared factions ever to walk the night: ATEEZ - pureblood vampires bound by ancient vows, rulers of the covens, cold, elegant, and lethal. Stray Kids - powerful hybrids born of forbidden unions, unpredictable, loyal, and shaped by wild magic. And standing between them is Aria. The only tribrid to ever exist. A living contradiction. A prophecy the elders tried to erase. They feel her the moment she enters their world-an unnatural pull that goes deeper than curiosity. Some look at her like she is salvation. Others like she is a weapon. And some...like she is something they have waited centuries to find. Their attention is intense. Their protection feels like possession. And their interest carries the weight of obsession, fate, and something terrifyingly old. As sealed texts are uncovered and ancient symbols begin to burn again, Aria learns her blood is tied to the origin of the supernatural world itself-to a power that once balanced light, dark, and something in between. The covens fear what she could become. The night bends toward her steps. And the monsters are no longer pretending she doesn't belong to them. Because Aria's blood doesn't just carry power. It carries memory. And whatever once ruled through it...is waking up Fanfiction Ateez & Straykids x oc Slow updates

In which Athena is drowning in guilt and Felix wants to rescue her. ~ "Why are you so distant? Why won't you just let me in?" "Because I'm a murderer!" "What?" "I killed him Felix. I killed Hwang Hyunjin." ~ot8~ started: nov, 2018 completed: jan, 2024

After getting accepted into nursing school Kyra is thrilled to move to a new state and get away from her life On the other end Min Yoongi an underground crime boss whose life takes a devastating turn and he must find a way to fight through it and, when these two souls meet they don't exactly meet eye to eye.

I look at him, then back at the beautiful scenery before us. "I feel like you created a whole storm with the choices you made in your life, and I'm caught in the eye of it." He chuckles, "I guess so. I'm sorry-" I cut him off. "I wasn't complaining. I'll help you calm it now that I'm in it."

Aylea is an American psychology student, spending a year in South Korea for her studies. Two of her best friends, Nicole and Rumina tag along with her for the experience. However, after running into romance, Aylea must battle with her own mind as she must decide if she should allow her heart to keep her in Korea, or if her mind will lead her home to a safe space. *major KDrama vibes lmao* *meaning a plot surrounded by romance* lmao*

You're a new resident in Chicago and a new transfer to Neo Cultural University. All alone. All by yourself. Soon, you meet an incredibly handsome upperclassman on campus who says he "only wants to help you out in the area." Then, when you're out at a bar, you meet a gentlemanly countryman who seems *just* a little too old for you. Despite this, you can't help but swoon. Are these men just being courteous, or is there something more blooming?

Some boys wear their power like cologne. You smell it before they speak, before they touch anything, before they decide you matter. Krit Ananda was never just a boy. He was Thailand's most deliberate inheritance - carved from his father's empire, polished by expectation, and surrounded by women who knew exactly how to disappear when he finished with them. Everyone at Krungthep International Academy understood the rules of proximity to someone like him. You orbit carefully. You never expect warmth. You never, ever ignore him. Avery Collins didn't get that memo. She arrived as the daughter of two professionals contracted under the Ananda corporate umbrella - not poor, not powerful, not performing. She had a boyfriend she actually liked, a quiet sense of where she stood, and absolutely zero interest in men who confused control with connection. He noticed her the moment she failed to notice him. What follows isn't a love story. Not at first. Not for a long time. It is a slow, deliberate collision between a girl who learned to survive by staying invisible and a boy whose entire identity depends on being seen. Between inherited wealth and earned stillness. Between obsession mistaken for devotion and restraint mistaken for indifference. There are galas, hotel corridors at midnight, and trips to Phuket that look like freedom but function like surveillance. There is a fiancée who calculates everything, a boyfriend who represents every version of safe that stops being enough, and a bad boy who buys everything except the one thing that would actually cost him something. There is a secret that changes the weight with every passing year. And there is the reckoning - quiet, delayed, and inevitable - that neither of them is prepared for. Some wars never announce themselves. They begin. © Relle H.

Seoul does not surrender its oldest secrets, and some oaths were never meant to be broken. They were meant to be chosen. When a Black American woman arrives in Bukchon with a camera and a curiosity that unsettles old wards, she does not expect the city to watch her back. She does not expect the man in the lantern-lit hanok at the end of the alley, the one who has spent four centuries waiting for something he could not name. He is not entirely human and has not been for a long time. The blade beneath his floor has been keeping count. Between them something ancient and deliberate stirs, and the spirits notice immediately. The moon has terms. A wound from the Goryeo era is not finished bleeding. A spirit in the Han River has been patient for four hundred years and has learned to mistake that patience for entitlement. And the city itself is watching to see what she does with all of it. This is not a soft love story. It is the kind that costs something real, that lives in the space between devotion and danger, between mercy and reckoning. ©️ _RelleLebby_// R. L.

𝙂𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗥 . 𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗗 ↳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷⁱˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ ⁻ ʰᵉᵃᵛʸ ˡᵃⁿᵍᵘᵃᵍᵉ ⁻ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ⁱⁿʲᵘʳⁱᵉˢ ᴄᴏʀᴛɪs ı 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝙭 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝙞𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘃𝗵𝘀 𝙩𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝟬𝟬𝟬 · the maknae of the girl group, GIRLNEXTDOOR catches the eye of the leader from the boy group, CORTIS. while he funnily tries to catch her eye, she begins to slowly come - out of her shell, maybe even revealing mutual feelings towards the young male. ＠ ᴄʏʙᴇʀsᴇxxᴇᴅᴛᴀᴘᴇᴢ ．

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙄 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙄𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩...... 𝙏𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 A century after the Air Kingdom's fall, Princess Aenora and her brother Tairen awaken from the Spirit Realm-the last heirs of a forgotten dynasty, bound by air and spirit. Haunted by the fire that destroyed her world, Aenora vows to rebuild what was lost. But when fate entwines her path with a fallen prince of fire, vengeance and destiny ignite. In a world still burning from old wars, love might be the most dangerous element of all. *I do not own ATLA, I only own my characters, plot changes, and art.*

It was just too hard to accept the party was over.

So in this story it's basically the tv series but with a black female oc in the mix Read to find out more🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

"𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣" 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘹 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

in which a guy cross dresses in order to gain attention of his crush

In the bustling port city of Busan, seven-year-old Park Jeong-min is drowning in the silence of his father's death. Half a world away, in the emerald forests of the DRC, Kimya watches the horizon for the smoke of a civil war she is too young to understand. Linked by a simple pen-pal exchangeㅡ a pair of white sneakers for a wax cloth braceletㅡthe two children share a desperate, whispered wish: to be anyone else. ​Then, they wake up in each other's skin. ​The magical escape becomes a lifelong haunting. At seven, ten, and fourteen, the swap yanks them across continents into each other's trauma. Jeong-min learns survival in a war zone; Kimya navigates South Korea's academic pressures. ​When a violent spiritual intervention at age fifteen severs their connection. The swaps end. Jeong-min is left in Seoul, haunted by Kimya trapped in a conflict he can no longer see. ​Driven by a debt he cannot name, Jeong-min builds a life of cold, medical precision, hoping to find her through the very systems that keep them apart. From the high-stakes world of a Korean medical residency to the front lines of a global refugee crisis, he is looking for his phantom limb. ​Jeong Min doesn't know Kimya is searching for him, too. #onc 2026 main prompt: 29 prompt mix: 73 #blackhistory #history #koreanhistory #worldheritage

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞" 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗮 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗯𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽. ➜﹒★﹒⨳ 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝘅𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗰

what happen when a pregnant girl get up and leave her cheating baby daddy and go new york