Pining Stories

"Amsterdamနဲ့ရယ်ရေးက ဘယ်လောက်ပဲဝေးဝေး၊ ကိုကို မင်းဆီရောက်အောင်လာနိုင်တယ်" မဟော်သစ်လွင် Start Date - 19.8.2025 (8:00PM) End Date - 19.2.2025 (7:00PM) Note - ယခုဇာတ်လမ်းပါ အဖြစ်အပျက်၊အကြောင်းအရာတို့သည် စာရေးသူ၏စိတ်ကူးယဉ် ရေးသား မှုသာဖြစ်၏။

Visible Old feelings resurface, glances grow heavier, silences speak louder. This time, the heart refuses to stay hidden. This time, the invisible becomes... visible.

When Mikha's family moved to Cebu, she, the introverted and aloof girl, met Aiah, the outgoing and warm-hearted girl with a smile that could light up any room. Despite their differences, the two became best friends, inseparable and bound by a unique connection. However, life had other plans, and the bond that once felt unbreakable began to fade. This is a slow burn, childhood best friends-to-lovers story packed with pining, heartbreak, and all the messy feelings that come with growing up. It's about figuring out who you are, coming out, and learning to trust and open your heart again despite the pain you experienced in the past. NOTE : This is a SUPER SLOW BURN story with tons of ANGST & PINING. If you have the patience, then go ahead and read it. :)

Aonung is expected to court Kailea's older sister. Kailea is expected to stay quiet and supportive. Instead, they clash constantly. She thinks he's arrogant and wrong for her sister, he thinks she's insufferable and far too distracting. They're not friends anymore, not allies, and definitely not falling for each other. Enemies to lovers Aonung x fem oc

Kim Minjeong is Seoul's most articulate ghost. Under the pseudonym Maum Dephil, she runs a secret ghostwriting service for university students. She translates the messy, unsaid feelings of her clients into poetic confessions written in Midnight Blue ink. To the public, she is a faceless genius. To her best friend Jimin, she is just a dry witted Literature major. Minjeong spends her nights giving a voice to everyone else's love stories while her own feelings remain locked in a password protected folder called the J Archive. The system cracks when Jimin starts hiring her. Jimin is the charismatic bassist who occupies every unwritten line of Minjeong's heart, but now she is paying Minjeong to write love letters to other girls. Between the slow burn tension of their study sessions and the ache of being a safe harbor for a girl who does not see her, Minjeong is running out of metaphors. How do you write the perfect confession for the person you are losing?

It all started with Psychofiesta. A psychology department event that was supposed to be about psychology somehow turned into emotional warfare, public breakdowns, and one very questionable leadership decision- Mine. Somewhere between directing a production that was falling apart, questioning whether I was in love with Voji or Russell or just emotionally unstable and dealing with Akash, things got complicated. Then Adrien Maxwell walked in. And suddenly, this wasn't just confusion anymore. It was a mess. A love triangle? No. More like emotional geometry- with too many angles and no clear answers. Because liking someone is easy. Figuring out why...is where things falls apart.

"ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʏ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴀʟꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ." femocxcoriolanussnow

This is an English translation of my original work written in Spanish... Nakamura thought the worst thing that could happen was Hirose getting a girlfriend. Turns out he was wrong. The worst thing is starting to cough up flowers every time he thinks about him. - - - Or maybe we simply need more Nakamura stories... (On AO3 you can find me as Jiu9STAR)

Living together was supposed to mean everything would be simple. But Taehyung can barely breathe when Jungkook is around. What no one knows is that he has been in love with him for far too long and it's slowly destroying him. Still, he would rather keep his distance than risk losing him completely. So he stays quiet. Pretends. Falls apart in silence. Jungkook only sees a friend who keeps pulling away. He doesn't know he's the reason why.

❝ my blood is dirty but will never taint this oath. ❞ The house of Van Doran is one that has existed and dominated the wizarding world of Britain for centuries. Its heiress, Odette Van Doran, is Slytherin's mistress. She is the type of young witch completely destined to success-ambitious to the point of obsession, seductive and attractive not only physically but in her undeniable and velvety mystery. It is incredibly easy to fall for her trap, to obsess over her; she knows exactly how to leave somebody thinking and dreaming and yearning for her in near-painful ways. She, like her notorious mother, is ruthless. Only, when a particular heir to an equally ancient and highly powerful name is at risk of being auctioned to marriage, things begin uncovering themselves horrifically. Odette discovers her place in this world is much darker than she thought and that her life may be taken by her legacy.

"Felt?" He repeats the word slowly, eyes not leaving mine. "You don't feel the same anymore?" I manage a small smile, more of a barrier to hold back emotions and less of an actual one. "I'm leaving in a month, Grayson. The logical thing is to let go of those feelings-" Of you "- but, you make it so damn hard." I blow out a breath, offering a sheepish smile this time. "And I don't exactly do logic, or anything rational." ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Ish Myers lives in a life full of chaos, good, bad and bearable. Grappling with the loss of her grandad, social decline, family fights and unbearable thoughts, she paints on a smile, pops in her outdated earphones, drinks her coffee, and sarcasms her way out. Things take a turn when she's sent on an exchange program to Heights Country Day, and her host family is none other than the eccentric Hawthornes. ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ This takes place before the sequences of TIG, when emily is unfortunately alive.

In love with one...destroying myself with another. I've been in love with him for years. He just never noticed. So I learned how to move on. Or at least pretend to. No strings. No feelings. No attachments. Just enough distraction to forget the one person I can't have. But then he comes back. And suddenly- I'm not invisible anymore. He sees me. Talks to me. Needs me. Needs me... to teach him how to love another girl. A girl he swears is everything he's ever wanted. A girl he doesn't realize- is me. So I smile. I help him. I break my own heart, one lesson at a time. Because if he's finally ready to love- I'll make sure he gets it right. Even if it kills me. **** A messy situationship. A love triangle that was never supposed to happen.

The safest place to hide is in the arms of the man hunting you. ​Julian is a quiet schoolteacher with a secret that could ruin him. Jason is the Chief of Police with a promise to keep him safe. ​After a violent midnight encounter leaves a local predator dead and Julian with a fractured memory, he wakes up in the last place he should be: Jason's bedroom. Now, Julian is trapped in a suffocating domestic lie, and being nursed back to health by the very man leading the manhunt for him. Cover designed by the amazing @raxec14 on Instagram!

Livvie is a 24 year old women, who goes to college, majors in Engineering & Architecture, and who is trying to live her life doing what she loves. Her life was filled with happiness as she made progress. Well, almost as she has a boyfriend named Mark. Mark and her met in the same college she goes to now, right when she was starting college and he was about to graduate. And he has been one of her greatest joys throughout her life, meeting parents, going on dates, effortlessly support and love, anything she could ever ask for a partner. But after some time, that joyous light had started to dim as he became distant and not really present. She stuck around as she loved him and he wasn't doing anything wrong. But she did wish he would pay more attention and be present in the moments with her. Then comes their third anniversary. They go out to dinner at this local restaurant, settled in the city. Mark had planned it, and it made Livvie excited and hopeful as he was the one to initiate. But that hope was crushed when she sees him on his phone, still not fully present in the moment. All Livvie can do is feel an ache in her heart. But suddenly, an waiter, who she's quite familiar with as it wasn't the first time Mark wasn't fully present or sometimes canceled, comes up and flips the script.

Two people bound together in heart but always far apart , not in distance but only due to misthought . A story where love intertwines with ego , immaturity , yearning , untimely lessons . Will love end up winning or will their misleading emotions take control ?

Thayu is learning how to carry silence. At home. At school. In the spaces where childhood should have been louder. Then there's Malik-easy laughter, steady presence, a warmth that arrives without asking. Marked by small things. Shared moments. Familiar corners. A sweetness in the air that lingers longer than it should. What begins quietly grows in the margins: walks that stretch too long, half-finished sketches, moments that almost happen, feelings without names. Around them, the world watches. Friends linger. Expectations hum. The future presses closer than either of them is ready for. My Banana Bubblegum is a slow-burn romance about closeness before confession, the ache of almost, and how some connections don't arrive loudly-they settle in, and stay.

Lahat tayo ay may sariling multo. Maaaring ito ay isang taong minahal mo pero nakatadhana lang sa nakaraan mo. Maaaring ito ay mga oportunidad na hindi mo naipanalo. Maaari ring ito ay mga boses na bumubulong tuwing gabi at nagsasabing, "Ano kaya ang pakiramdam ng mabunot sa raffle draw?" Lumipas man ang mahabang panahon ngunit ang lahat ay tila kahapon lamang nangyari. Inilayo mo na nga ang iyong sarili ngunit kahit ano pang distansya ang namamagitan ay tila nasa malapit pa rin ito. At para kay Elle, hindi mali ang kanyang kutob dahil isang araw, nagpakita ang kanyang multo na nakasuot ng pang-food delivery rider.

Althea has always considered herself unlucky in love. What she never realized was that love had been circling her for years, just slightly out of step. On her thirtieth birthday, the four-man band who shaped her youth arrive late (as always). One confession breaks the careful silence they've kept for years, forcing the past into the present and cracking open a decade of almosts. They chose friendship because it was safer. They stayed professional because it was necessary. And sometimes life got in the way. Ms. Miss is a character-driven contemporary music drama about timing, restraint, and the complicated history behind a band that grew up together - and what it costs to keep choosing the safer path until, finally, someone decides not to. {Entered in the 2026 Open Novella Contest} {Round 1 Qualifier} {Round 2 Qualifier}

Short fics of Katsuki and Izuku falling in love in different ways, different timelines and universes. Mostly devoted, pining, yearning Katsuki and a very oblivious Izuku.

Three souls bound by destiny, their fates entwined in silence-until a fourth arrives to rewrite the legend, and hearts face a love they dare not name. A hundred years ago, a plan was set in motion to defeat the Calamity. It told of a brave young man who bore the soul of the hero and wielded the Sword that Seals the Darkness, a princess with the blood of the Goddess flowing through her veins, and a mighty demon king whose hatred cursed the land. These three were destined to clash in a long-foretold battle. Yet, unbeknownst to them, another would intervene-and her fate would become forever entwined with theirs, binding her soul to the same eternal curse that the three bearers of the Triforce were doomed to endure. This story is mine but the characters from the Legend of Zelda and the game itself is owned by Nintendo. The book cover is also not mine and belongs to another artist, but I may eventually draw my own to go with it.