histórias de Safespace

Everyone in the friend group has already received their classification. Everyone... except Ivan. At seventeen, almost eighteen, he's the youngest of them all, still living at home, still pretending he doesn't care about the test that will decide his future. He's the silly, bratty one of the group. Loud when he's nervous. Energetic when he's overwhelmed. Always ready to argue, tease, or stir up chaos just to avoid talking about what's really on his mind. December is getting closer. And so is his classification. Elijah, one of the caregivers in the group, has started noticing the signs. The small things. The way Ivan gets overtired. The way his emotions slip when he's overwhelmed. The way he looks for comfort without realizing he's doing it. Elijah doesn't want to scare him. Doesn't want to push. Doesn't want to label him before the system does. So instead, he watches. He steps in when he needs to. He makes sure Ivan is safe, even when the boy insists he doesn't need it. Because sometimes the scariest part isn't the classification itself. It's what it means. And Ivan isn't ready to face that yet.

I decided to make a collection with all the little space oneshots I've written (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ ~ ~ ~ Compiled from my oneshot books: • Ateez Oneshots • NCT Dream Oneshots + others I originally had somewhere else but I completely shifted them to here + lots and lots of new ones :3

a short story about a stubborn little cyborg with his Daddy

This is the letter that I want to tell myself. This serves as my public journal, my reflections, my experiences, lessons from other people, story of others. This letters took a lot of thinking before it came out. For some of us adulthood can be really hard to navigate, may this letters tell you that you're not alone. Some of us were really good at hiding it. These letters are meant to validate any feelings we feel. This is your safe space.

2026 poetry dump DISCLAIMERS ♡ Under copyright ♡ TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of death, depression, fear ♡ Cover images are not mine (besides a couple) ♡ Mild language (sh**, damn, etc). © All rights reserved

2025 poetry dump DISCLAIMERS ♡ Under copyright ♡ TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of death, depression, fear ♡ Cover images are not mine (besides a couple) ♡ Mild language (sh**, damn, etc). © All rights reserved

Let's Be Real... I'll Go First 💛 This isn't really a story. It's a conversation. A place where I show up, say something real, and then pass it to you. Some days will be deep. Some will be fun. Some might be a little too honest. But every post? I go first. And then it's your turn 💛

Haven Shrine Cuidad, the paragon of munificence, seraphic and opulent of Marcelo Public Highschool will meet John Cedric Saripada. An evelaine, sophisticated and smart man of Madapdap Ressetlement Highschool. Their destiny will meet again after years of their break up. Haven is a social butterfly, lahat kinakaibigan nya, lahat ginagawa nyang ka-close. Sa kanilang barkada, she's like the sheep in a wolf disguise. She is an obedient daughter, pero lahat nasasakal, lahat napapagod. Kapag nakakaranas sya ng burn outs, she always long for other people's shoulder. Baka nga dependent sya masyado. Baka nga mahina sya masyado. She's always at the bar, umiinom, partying. Sa bar, nakakalimutan nya ang lahat ng sakit, problema at stress nya sa buhay. On the other hand, John, a guy who's always available for everyone, a guy who waits, a guy who need validation to make his parents proud. Nang makilala nila ang isa't isa, sila ang naging pahinga, takbuhan at tahanan ng isa't isa. Haven is John's Querencia. John is Haven's Querencia. Querencia Of Mine.

A bright light and the world changed, Nobody knew why it happened. It did not happen all at once, but women all over the world woke up with a gasp one morning. Young, old, rich, poor, dead asleep or wide awake, felt their heart race as a surge of energy ripple through their veins. The sky all around the world turned violet for six full minutes. Not pink. Not purple. Violet, the kind of color that whispers to your bones. Then came the unthinkable, men were powerless whereas women had magic buzzing through their veins. Some women burst into flame. Others melted into mist. Girls as young as six began speaking to the wind, commanding clouds to part. Grandmothers levitated teacups and accidentally short-circuited kitchen lights with a yawn. Empathy sharpened. Dreams bled into reality. The Earth shifted on its axis, not physically, but politically, spiritually, irreversibly. Three Weeks Later, At one of the hundreds of buildings in Bandra Aaravi Mehra, 27, stood barefoot on the balcony of her crumbling apartment, overlooking a city still humming with disbelief. She hadn't left her block since the Violet Dawn, partly because of the barricades, partly because... she was scared of what she'd become. She didn't ask for this. Then Came Zara A knock on the door. Sharp. Rhythmic. Aaravi opened it to find a tall woman in a worn black coat, a silver tattoo of an eye blooming on her neck. "You're Mehra?" the woman asked, voice smooth like thunderclouds. Aaravi nodded. Lie detector ping: none. "I'm Zara El-Amin. I lead the Violet Vanguard. We're gathering the gifted - not just to survive, but to rewrite the world. You've got a rare type. We need you." Aaravi blinked. "Rewriting the world sounds... dangerous." Zara smiled faintly. "The old world was dangerous. For women. For truth. For voices like yours. Now we build something new." Two pairs of violet eyes look at each other as their lives started to change forever.

< Mostly gonna be digital art, maybe some crafts and trad art! >

Seeking solace at the Han River after a frustrating day, Ese has a second encounter with Youngho. What starts as a simple conversation quickly uncovers an instant, unexpected rhythm, a shared language of two people living between different worlds. As their lives begin to intertwine, they find harmony, proving that sometimes the most profound connections are often the ones you never saw coming. -Rominaj♡

After the Lights Go Down is a collection of one-shots about love in its quietest moments - after the applause fades, after the door closes, after the world finally goes still. These stories live in the soft places: tired hearts, gentle hands, coming home to someone who sees you when you're no longer shining for everyone else. Each chapter is its own moment, its own love story, written for when you need comfort, reassurance, or a reminder that being held can be enough.

She escaped her past. A new country. A quiet life. A chance to start over. But healing doesn't happen all at once. And sometimes, the people who make you feel safe... become the ones you don't know how to face.

Curiosity won't let you sleep

A safe place for all Beomkaiists ✨💞 Includes oneshots, updates, and rants about the most underrated TXT ship. Sometimes. Started: August 25th, 2023 Achievements 🤍 #13 in Beomgyu #9 in random thoughts #6 in brainrot #4 in safeplace #1 in kaikamalhuening #1 in kaigyu #1 in beomkai (11.05.25)

Ranking: [Top1 in Love Letters] [Top2 in Safe Place] -Date: 9th April 2026 --------------- Inspired by the book 'Teri Deewani' Deewani didi ki jai 😎✌🏻 --------------- Khidki dareeche se, Dabbe pav neeche se, Jhoothe samajon mein, Jhoothe riwajon mein, Liye hi jaye koi chance! Shuddh desi-desi romance ♡ --------------- Shuddh Desi Love ♡♥︎♡♥︎ -------------- 🤍 Shaurya Chaudhary-NCC Cadet Shaurya Chaudhary is known for his discipline. He does what is expected, rarely what is desired-*Not like the typical Jaat types* He speaks less, observes more, and keeps his emotions neatly tucked away. To the world, he appears steady and sorted - only he knows how heavy silence can feel. ⸻ 🤍 Tara Sharma-NCC Cadet Tara Sharma is everyone's idea of perfection. Polite, obedient, academically bright - *Sharma ji ki ideal beti.* She smiles easily, agrees often, and rarely causes concern. She has been good for so long that she has forgotten how to be free. ____________________________________ "Mujhe kabhi voh darza hi nahi mila... jo har ghar mein sabhi ladkiyo ko milta hai... mai humesha sirf kaam ke waqt yaad aati hu, varna toh sabke liye mai sirf kadvaahat hi hu..." she spoke, gazing at the sky as the clouds slowly began to adore it. "Tara... Meri life mein tumhare aane se lagta hai jaise meri zindagi mein chaashni jaisi mithas aa gayi hai...Kya tum... k-kya tum...mere liye voh mithas banke mere saath humesha reh sakti ho...?" he asked, looking at her the way one looks at their goddess - the one they pray to.And just then, the clouds poured, as if quietly agreeing that 'Hakk hai tera.' ------------------ A story about choosing someone without knowing how it ends.

I just wanted to keep a diary of my poems and rants for my future self I have ordered my collection in a way that the beginning is about my life and thoughts and poems in general and the second half is my collection of poems about a certain special someone

COVER NOT FINAL I've been thinking about making a story like this for a while where I just dump a lot of thoughts, rants, C.AI convos, and art. I usually will do that at the end of my fanfic, his dark violet spirals, but that fanfic is for fans of reboot Wally darling, who are not guaranteed to be fans of TADC as well. Here it's a lot more convinent and organized, and also a space where I can interact with followers, fans of TADC and welcome home, and just have a fun time in a place dedicated to my chaos. I will likely delete most of the chaos from my fic later on and post it here, as well as post more art and memes. You can expect rants, fanart, continued C.AI stories, answers to questions and more here. Sooo, I hope you enjoy my dears and Darlings!!! This, along with my community posts, will be my main way to interact with you guys. When I finish up HDVS and start on a new fic, I will continue to use this spot. Hope you understand :D

Join Ghostie and Kayden on adventures. Ash uses age regression as a coping mechanism. Kayden takes care of them and keeps them safe. *Some parts might be a bit upsetting to read while little, I'll do my best to put warnings at the start* General Trigger warnings for most of the stories: Descriptions of anxiety/ panic attacks Being embarrassed after having an accident These stories are completely safe for work.

Jaemin learns how to move on from his second unrequited love. And how to make place in his heart for a person who is head over heels for him.