Chill Stories

BOOK FOUR OF MY STRAY KIDS SERIES hwang hyunjin is a teacher of dance, in between going on tour to perform his hit singles. except, there's a girl that shows up every day, concentrated into her sketchbook. her pencil is constantly moving across the page with useful utensils aside her and then after class, she disappears. so during his lunch break, hyunjin decides to finally spark a conversation with her when she is sketching and learn her name is moon sora, an aspiring artist whose only purpose to grow known more than chronically online. while she has her own successes on her long journey, she wants bigger opportunities to be thrown her way. life is so carefree, right? what could possibly go wrong? - famous dancer x aspiring artist ♡

These are just small pieces of our days. Bus rides, cold mornings, the kind of talk that slips out without any plan behind it. Nothing big. Nothing that would matter to anyone else. Just the things we noticed before they faded. I wrote them down here because, well... if I didn't, they'd vanish quickly like a wave of the sea does. One moment they're right in front of you, and then they're gone, tucked somewhere in the past where you can't reach them anymore. Maybe putting them here doesn't save anything, not really. But it lets me look at them for a little longer. All I can do is catch them for a moment - the light, the voices, the way the city feels when it breathes - and leave them on these pages. These stories were ours. These quiet seconds, these almost-forgotten scenes. But, it doesn't matter because they belonged to us for a moment. And now, they belong to you for a moment too. PS: I'll release this on Royal Road! Stay tuned!

Circus AU!! ♡ "How do you manage to make it look so easy?" Black Sapphire Cookie x F!Reader Platonic Candy Apple Cookie ♡

???: "To anyone listening who has not been infected, this is a message from the Environmental Logistics & Solutions Enterprise. As you are keenly aware, our dear Earth has seen better days before the Great Desertification. And to make matters even more dire, our own attempt at combating it has turned against us. This planet is beyond our control, and beyond our help. Which is why we have taken to the stars for a fresh new start." "By the time you've received this -- we, among the rest of humanity's remnants, have set a course for the identified exoplanet Si-[**static**] confirmed to support life. As for you and anyone else unfortunate enough to've been left behind, our organization has left a parting gift to help mitigate this global dilemma. And so, we ask that you be advised." "If you happen to come across any carrier of the Absolute Zero virus, direct skin contact is to be avoided at all cost. Conventional long-ranged weaponry is highly recommended, flame throwers and explosives especially. But keep in mind that they can only slow them down, not stop them outright. The cold from within will not allow that." "Hiding from plain sight is not an option -- they will know where you are. Not by your tracks, but by-[***static***]-afely lowered by any available means. And if not, stay as far away from the carrier as possible -- until the intervening of one of our HH units. Rest assured, they will terminate them on sight. And with any luck, the virus we created will be nothing more than a regretful memory." "Those of you who remain have our sincerest hope that you may persevere, just as human life has done since the very beginning. Farewell, and Godspeed. This world rests in your hands now." [*****static*****] Jodie Marz: "... ... ..."

Jangkku fanfiction!! Advance sorry for my grammar mistakes!!

Kira Noles hasn't had the best experience with controlling her abilities. Just when things are getting familiar a new guy moves in unexpectedly, causing her to lose her gripping. After getting into an accident with this new stranger she realizes that there's a real difference between herself and her friends. She then begins to put herself on a mission to find out more about this guy as he just seems to make her life feel easier.

One sister to be married, the other is engaged. Doesn't it sound perfect? Of course it does. Renesmee has had her baby and her wedding is just days away. Amelia has gone to Boarding School and come home in one piece and now has a ring on her finger. But is there something lurking in the shadows? Is something just not right? Will someones heart be broken and will there be consequences down the line?

This fanfic is based on the song "Un hombre busca una mujer" by Luis Miguel. A beautiful love story between White Lily Cookie, the Ancient of Liberty, and Silent Salt Cookie, the Beast of Silence. Those who fight are in love 🫣🤭 ⚠️This is an Ancient x Beast ship (Hero x Villain) (but not toxic)⚠️ If you don't like this ship, I recommend you leave immediately. -Thanks

A love that thrives on openness, devoid of fear and filled with the beauty of understanding. This is the enchanting tale of Dhvani and Arav, two young souls who had never experienced love until they crossed paths. Both carry the weight of their troubled pasts, which continue to haunt them. However, destiny brings them together, allowing them to break down their emotional barriers and truly connect. This narrative is not about dark romance; instead, it celebrates the essence of pure love and unwavering devotion, reminiscent of the bond between Krishna and Radha-this is "Shudh Prem." This tale is not merely about love; it also narrates the quest to rescue the world from brutality. Two lovers must defeat a gang of 100 killers. This journey demonstrates that revenge can intertwine with love. It unfolds a narrative of sacrifices and transformations; perhaps, in some way, it reflects reality.... _______________________________________________________ Dhvani gazed into Arav's eyes and said, "Act as if you're dead." Arav responded, "I have already been dead in your love." ________________________________________________________ Arav shouted at him with all his strength, gun pointed straight at him, and proclaimed, "You harmed my apsara, didn't you? Just wait and witness how real pain is delivered. You tormented my apsara, correct? I'll show you what true suffering entails. Today, it's just the two of us, and there are only two possible endings: either you die by my hand or you end your own life...". _________________________________________________________ Dhvani spoke calmly in a threatening voice to her, " He was mine, is mine, and will be mine. You intrude between him and me," she took out her gun from the pocket and aimed at her temple," this gun will start working on its own....." #2 in purity and love - 5/06/2025

When 2 people with different color rankings go to the same school and one of them is secretive and the other is an open book...see what happens when they meet and the other becomes too curious ⚠️PLEASE READ⚠️ This story is written from my imagination so if any part is the same in someone else's story it is completely coincidental. This book was just written for fun so I have no intention in offending anyone with this book. Please do not copy or repost my story. Also please vote if you like it!! Thank you and have fun reading!! WARNING!! -slight swearing Started: January 14 2021 Finished: February 14 2021

Hippity hoppity! Welcome welcome! We have an ask blog for BMC! Featuring... Jeremy, Michael, SQUIP, Rich, Jake, Christine, Chloe, Jenna, And Brooke! SHIPS: Only RichJake so far. Michael being gay, likes Jeremy tho. Also Jeresquip is low key hot so the SQUIP likes Jere, too. So JereSquip vs Boyfs, people. These'll be answered through art. Also, credit to @artistic_hoarder on insta for the cover art!

This is basically the title - I will be posting my stories for story contests on here and otherwise.

After living a long life, one day we will leave this world. What will be left behind? Worn-out clothes? Unnecessary belongings? Or forgotten memories? What will be left after we die? For many, we will be gone and forgotten as ordinary people. Wouldn't it be nice if people could remember something after our death? It might be really bad to be non-existent, to be forgotten, like nothing that you have done in your life. That's why I write even if no one reads it. I hope that after my death what I write will remain here. And I hope that one day anyone looking at the stories here will see this little profile and discover the world of an ordinary writer.

A clusterfuck of one shots.

Want me to rant basically on stuff. And me basically just say stuff related to fandoms? I guess Just request me anything. ;-; (I might be talking or discussing about fandoms/communities and if I do.) Source: toxicfandomsandhatedoms,miraheze.org/wiki/Yaoi_Fandom Also please take what I say a grain of salt. Cuz there probably some chapters that might probably offend you. But yeah... ___________ edit: HEY author-chan from 2021 my views from this book might not be as the same as i once had. I still wanna keep it up anyway so people can read but ye-

Wattpad Radio Story •Songs •books •problems •anonymous confessions •and anything you want Welcome to Hot coco and Marshmallows, grab a cup of hot chocolate and snuggle into your fluffy blanket. Credit for cover to @fieldofsunflowers Thank you for the cover it is amazing!

Not very original but I'm trying to improve my writing for all the characters so (Only the kids and the SQUIP, mr. heere and mr. Reyes are not in this)

They say grief fades. They say time heals. But what if the past decides it isn't finished with you? Three years after Mia's death, the narrator receives a message that should have been impossible-sent at midnight, from the friend they abandoned in her final hours. A photo. A hallway. A door labeled B-12. A place that shouldn't exist inside their university. But guilt is a powerful compass. It drags you back to where everything went wrong. It whispers that you owe the dead an answer. Following Mia's cryptic images leads the narrator into a hidden basement where reality bends, shadows move on their own, and something huge lurks in the dark-something that shouldn't be alive... yet isn't fully dead. Here, the past breathes. Regret takes shape. And the truth behind Mia's final message is far more terrifying than anyone could have imagined. Some ghosts haunt with silence. Others with reminders. But the worst kind... sends you a message at exactly midnight. A story of guilt resurrected, friendships fractured by silence, and the horrors waiting in places we were never meant to find. Written for ArtByKarla's Horror Writing Contest.

someone to vibe with✨

Lights, Cameras, Action. "When it's Monday, come to my office in the morning. There's someone who I think you should meet. He's an acclaimed scholar and he's your age. He's transferring universities from the United States." - "Smile now.. be prideful of you are." - "Hana, Hana, Hana... what have you got yourself into!?" -