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WARNING! blood little smut incorrect spelling srry Angst: giyu and sanemi After the battle of muzan, only three hashira's survied. The wind hashira Sanemi shinazugawa, the water hashira Giyu tomioka and lastly tegen uzui who was basically retired. It was only 3 months after the battle, neither did sanemi and giyu spoke to eachother throughout those three months. Why? the depression that made them struggle with themselves. Sanemi struggled with his anger much more than usual, but their was something that he needed not wanted. Comfort. As for giyu it more of controlling himself of harm to him. But everything changed in one night when sanemi couldn't take no more of himself and wanted comfort from anyone at that point, and that person was giyu.

The silent library of abaned memories සැබෑ නිදහස කියන්නේ අපිට ඕන දේ තෝරාගැනීම නෙවෙයි, අපිට දකින්න ලැබෙන දේ ඇත්තද බොරුද කියලා වෙන් කරලා හඳුනාගන්න පුළුවන් වීමයි. ඒත් තාක්ෂණය ඒ සීමාව මකලා දැම්මම, හැම හීනයක්ම සැබෑවක් වගේත්, හැම සැබෑවක්ම හීනයක් වගේත් අපිට දැනෙන්න ගන්නවා.

From abusive parents to constant bullying and humiliation, Kiara Greene has had it really rough.To top it off, Kiara is a closeted lesbian born into an extremely homophobic family. Each day in her life is like a battle for peace. Life sucks. On the other hand, Sia Watson is a rich and pampered kid. She gets whatever she wants, whenever she wants and lives a life that everyone else envies. Her parents adore her, her classmates worship her and the teachers are all scared to get on her bad side as her uncle is the principal of her school. For her, life is a blessing. Join these two girls with completely different lives through their journey filled with new discoveries, confusing feelings, love and ofcourse dRaMa. TW: Mentions of abuse and homophobia.

Vidhita rian , a priamry school teacher ,married to a military person , captain vishesh rian six month ago , he died while serving for his country , at that time she was four month pregnant . After vishesh death , his family decides to get her married to his childhood friend Vedansh kashyap. WILL SHE AGREE? WILL HE AGREE? HOW THEY BOTH WILL SURVIVE IN A MARRIAGE WHERE SHE IS CARRYING THE CHILD OF ANOTHER MEN? TO KNOW MORE LET DIVE INTO THE STORY...

ඔයාට රිද්දුව මට මේ දඩුවම හොද වැඩියි ඒත් මට දැන් නොසෑහෙන්න රිදෙනවා මං යන්නම යන්නම්......💔 මෙම කතාව "**බිදුණු මතකය**" සහ එහි සියලුම අන්තර්ගතය - කථා සන්දර්භ, දෙබස්, චරිත, අදහස් සහ භාෂා රීතිය - සම්පූර්ණයෙන්ම **Seni LarK** කතෘ සතු වේ. මෙම කතාවේ අන්තර්ගතය **අනුපිටපත් කිරීම, PDF හැදීම, විකාශනය කිරීම, හෝ වෙනත් මාධ්‍යයකට පරිවර්තනය කිරීම** **කතෘගේ ලිඛිත අවසරයකින් තොරව සපයා ගැනීම හෝ බෙදාහැරීම** තහනම් වේ.

"drawing hearts in the byline, always taking up too much space or time you assume I'm fine but what would you do if I?"

After the first wave of the virus Erebis, half of humanity is gone. The survivors don't rebuild the world - they divide it. From the ruins rise four cities, each a cage shaped by class: one where the poor endure hunger and humiliation, one where the middle class survives on restraint and fading hope, one where the rich drown in luxury built on denial, and one where the elites crown themselves untouchable, believing power makes them immortal. Through the voice of Pema, a mother watching the world fracture, Endling explores a future where survival comes without dignity, walls replace compassion, and inequality is written into law. Children starve while others play with machines. Humanity lives on - but broken, arrogant, and divided. This is not a story about saving the world. It's about what remains when fear reshapes humanity, and the plague changes form. Dark, emotional, and brutally realistic - Endling asks one question: What does survival mean when humanity itself is dying?

A Raw, Unfiltered Dive into Daily Life, Emotions, and the Beauty of Now.. Sort of a Journal..but it's more a compilation of random narratives.

After the war, women in the tents were all desperate to find a place for themselves, trying every means to latch onto those soldiers and return to their hometowns with them. 　　When that bronze-skinned Lieutenant General found me in the vast camp, only I remained, along with Sister Li, who coughed and wheezed all day, her handkerchief stained with blood. 　　"I've saved some army pay; enough to build a few houses back in my hometown. Would you... be willing to return home with me?" 　　I lowered my eyes to his dust-covered military boots, speechless for a moment. 　　When I said I needed to consider it, Sister Li teased me: 　　"Little Wantang, a man wants you, just accept him. Who are you still waiting for?" 　　"Surely you're not still pining for that triumphant General Yan, the one who's about to marry the princess?" 　　That very night, Yan Ce came to my tent. 　　He was dressed in fine robes, carrying an air of biting cold and the scent of wine, his very posture revealing irritation as he lifted the tent flap. 　　Without a word, he dragged me to that crude bed. 　　He clutched my jaw with his heavy grip, forcing me to look up at him. 　　"I'm about to marry the princess, and so you throw a tantrum?" 　　"I won't forget you after my wedding. I've already arranged a residence for you outside the city. You'll wait for me there from now on." 　　His expression was arrogant, as if he was certain I couldn't leave him. As if I were merely a bird in his cage, never to fly from his grasp. 　　He mistook my silence for tacit agreement, for a grievance buried deep in my heart. 　　The day he and the princess were to be wed, I imagine, would be one of city-wide celebration, with an endless procession of dowry chests. As for my marriage to Gu Jingyuan, there would only be a humble room, a pair of red candles, and vows exchange in silence as we bowed to Heaven and Earth.

When fierce, fire-hearted Raishi accidentally ties the knot with India's cricket sensation and secret mafia king, Shubman Gill, sparks fly and not the romantic kind. From explosive clashes to undeniable chemistry, their journey from enemies to lovers is a whirlwind of danger, fame, secrets, and sizzling tension. In a world where love was never part of the plan, fate plays the ultimate matchmaker.

✨✨✨Royal series 4✨✨✨ "We cannot fight our destiny" Shivansh Singh Chauhan, a workaholic, whose work is his life. The Great Prince of Rajasthan has always been the calmest child of his family, he is someone who solves everyone's problems and hides his. His didn't have great luck with love, but, with his arrange marriage, he is ready to change that. He has promised only utter devotion to his wife. Aarohi Sahni, an orphan who has a family but she only desires a family. Life hasn't been easy with her, but she is fighter, never giving up, standing strong and facing every challenge. Her marriage came as a surprise for her, that to the Great Prince. On the day of her wedding, her vows to do anything for her husband and family's happiness. Tropes: Divorce of convenience Arranged marriage Forced Proximity Trauma Healing Second Chance

Will Lizzy learn at the end of the story how real family love feels?

Dear Husband, Though I love you, I've chosen to let you go. Soon I'll set you free and let you fly, So you can soar to her and be happy. Of course, I'll be heartbroken. But seeing you happy again Is worth every ounce of heartbreak, Because this foolish girl Loves you that much!! - Just your wife, Matilda whitmore

the undelivered

Do tell, what emotions weigh you down? * Perhaps guilt. Or self-hatred. Or loneliness. * * Maybe it goes deeper. Guilt because you did something horrible that can not be forgiven, but you still play as the victim or the innocent. Self-hatred because you can't do things or won't try things when you should. Loneliness because people seem to be distant from you, or because they aren't acting the way you expect them to. * * * Maybe it goes even deeper. Maybe your reasons are different. Maybe you are so scared and ashamed that you're afraid to seek help, talk about it, or trust. * * * * What do we do in these times? I look for people who are similar. I see their struggles, and I think 'oh, they're just like me,' and that lifts some weight off my chest. To know that I am not alone brings me relief. * * * * * Maybe you do it differently. Maybe reading this book, where a plain person struggles and fights against herself and her emotions, is not what you want to do with your spare time. * * * * * * That is understandable. But for those who are like me, I present to you a tale of a girl in confusion because she can't tell between her emotions. She hates herself for the unforgivable things she had done, as well as the smallest choices. She is sick of being able to feel, and she is a coward, and she is a horrible person, and she doesn't deserve her wonderful life. * * * * * * * Are you interested? If so, I welcome you this work of mine. I hope it can help you to a state of peace, or something similar. Thank you for reading this long description. * * * * * * * * Disclaimer: I don't own Genshin Impact and the characters from the video game. I only own my own original characters. ======================================= Impressive yet Not Impressive Tags: Haha, none

lots of worrying to be done a head, no time to rest in bed, because before your know it you'll be dead, but the question is what is your death? Physical or mental?

⁀➷ Des mots écrits dans le silence, des cris que personne n'entend. Pourtant, quelque part entre l'ombre et la lumière, une âme parle encore. ✧ ⁀➷⁀➷⁀➷⁀➷ ⁀➷ Words written in silence, cries no one hears. Yet, somewhere between the shadow and the light, a soul still speaks. ✧ 👻🖋️ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Dans ce recueil, GhostInk ouvre les portes de son âme, entre ombre et lumière. Chaque texte est un cri silencieux, une pensée perdue, un moment de solitude ou d'espoir fragile. C'est un voyage à travers la douleur, la nostalgie et la découverte d'une lumière inattendue. Pour ceux qui lisent avec le cœur, ces mots murmurent ce que personne n'ose dire à voix haute. ⁀➷⁀➷⁀➷⁀➷ In this collection, GhostInk opens the doors to her soul, between shadow and light. Each text is a silent cry, a lost thought, a moment of solitude or fragile hope. It is a journey through pain, nostalgia, and the discovery of an unexpected light. For those who read with their hearts, these words whisper what no one dares to say aloud. 👻🖋️

a short story Dedicated to all love which is never requited, revealed, recived and reciprocated. It is the other end of the story which does not speak about the happy ending of the protagonist but rather a very meaningless but still valuable experience a side character has It is more of a story of mind where the conflict of heart is the topic and a remainder that what goes on the face does not depict what is in one's mind and heart

Delilah Walker doesn't really speak. Not because she doesn't want to, she loves talking about things, she just doesn't really get the chance to. This all changes when she is brought out of her shell by the most beautiful and infuriating boy she has ever met. He is non other than the most notorious guy in her high school, and her sister's ex-boyfriend, Isaiah Reid. When they realize that their interests align, a twisty and dangerous path starts between them, but everything should work out fine, right?