Bittersweet Stories

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

You attracted the attention of some strange individuals... Good luck. (MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE ONESHOTS, SOME MAY GET SEQUELS. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST.) Cover is Kisara from Engage Kiss.

*She asked for freedom and learned what it cost.* ________________________________________ This is a story about three people bound by the same love - and separated by the moment they were ready to choose it. Lisa loved Jennie deeply, but mistook freedom for distance and reassurance for presence. When she asked for space, she didn't realize she was letting go of the one person who had been staying all along. Jennie learned what it meant to stop asking, to stop waiting, and to choose herself without bitterness. In the aftermath, she rebuilt her life piece by piece - discovering that love doesn't disappear when it's quiet, and that being seen can feel like coming home. Chaeyoung had loved Jennie patiently since they were teenagers, never demanding space, never forcing timing. She stayed when it hurt, waited without disappearing, and arrived not as a replacement - but as someone who was finally met. Told through parallel points of view, this is a story about presence, regret, healing, and the devastating truth that sometimes the greatest love of your life doesn't leave you - you leave it. And sometimes, someone else stays. _______________ As of 6 April 2026: #1 CHAENNIE #1 THEONETHATGOTAWAY #1 MISSEDTIMING #2 SOFTANGST #4 CHARACTERDRIVEN #5 BITTERSWEET #8 PARKCHAEYOUNG

Recommended for 15+ (Make you're own call if you think you have the maturity of roughly a 15-year-old or older, you're good) Anyway... Six years have passed since Aaravos fell... Six years of planning, failing, hoping and waiting for what's to come. But no one can predict the future. (Well, maybe Kosmo kind of can). Rayla and Callum are navigating love, loss, and the unknown of what's to come. Old enemies awaken, new dangers emerge, and every choice could destroy the world they've fought so hard to protect. Their home Can they survive what's coming... together? ...Or will everything fall to pieces?

She married him because he tasted like honeymilk... Ruru, a mischievous alien stranded on Earth, ends up marrying the tastiest man in the village, literally. Her strange ability lets her taste humans through touch, and Shian's flavor? It was addictive, sweet like honeymilk. Shian, the kind and unlucky village boy she claimed as her husband, believes she's just a clumsy city girl with strange habits. Hopelessly in love, he thinks her presence in his life feels like a fairytale he never thought he could have. But what happens when the snack she married becomes the only person she can't let go of? When her secret slips? When the villagers call her a monster? When fate tries to tear them apart? Will Shian still love her? How far will he go to protect her? _________________________ Tropes : *Alien wife x human husband * Gremlin Predator x Cute prey *Protective FL x gentle ML Updates on every Friday ❤️ (Cover is made by @VeraChendra)

A VMinKook brotherly FF Three brothers. One twisted fate. And a danger that always finds them first. Survival isn't luck for the Jeons. It's the only thing they have left. This story of the Jeon children is the perfect example of the world trying it's best to tear you apart and how you should never let it change the way you view life. Challenges come and go but at the end of the day, it's you and your people against the world.. If you enjoy stories told with dry humor, eerie adults, unfortunate luck... you'll recognize the flavor its Inspired by dark humor, ironic narration, and the kind of misfortune that follows its heroes everywhere If you are hesitating because you fear a tragedy where everything is lost, do not turn away just yet. While this story is filled with "unfortunate events," do not mistake misfortune for defeat. This is not a "sad ending" story; it is a survival story. It concludes with a sense of contentment found in the ruins-an open-ended new beginning where the brothers find peace even if the world remains a little bit broken. If you value a bond where three brothers refuse to ever leave each other's side, then this is the story for you. They may have lost their fortune, but they kept each other, and in this world, that is the only victory that matters. Inspired from: The Series Of Unfortunate Events for my all angst lovers My stories are ONLY ON Wattpad and reading off Wattpad is stolen work...

Jujutsu kaisen Modulo fanfic Modulo(Yujixreader) fanfic Caution (Mild to heavy spoilers) In 2086, the world no longer fears the name of curses. But it hasn't forgotten him. After defeating Ryomen Sukuna and escaping the execution that once hung over his head, Yuji Itadori chose to keep fighting-living on as a Jujutsu sorcerer long after the battles were supposed to end. He was meant to grow old. He never did. For 64 years, Yuji has remained unchanged-cursed with a body that refuses to age, forced to watch everyone he loved disappear one by one. Time moved forward. He didn't. And somewhere along the way, the boy who saved people became a man who no longer lets anyone get close. Until you return. Unsealed after decades lost to time, you awaken in a future you don't recognize-where curses have evolved, the past has faded into myth, and one familiar presence lingers just out of reach. Yuji knows you're alive. But he doesn't come to you. Because he remembers what it means to lose you. And he's not sure he can survive it again. But as new dangers rise and fate pulls you back into his orbit, distance begins to crumble-and so do the walls he spent decades building. Because some promises outlive time. And some love... endures even a curse that was never meant to be broken. ____ Jujutsu kaisen does not belong to me, any pictures used here all belongs to their rightful owners.

"the healer likes t' sleep. like, a lot." Axe looks at the sole female AND human member of Nightmare's subordinates. She was only ever awake for about 8-10 hours a day, rarely ever 12, it was both fascinating and irritating at the same time. He was damn sure humans would be awake for more hours than that, he even asked Murder at the time if it was normal. Said skeleton didn't give a single care though, his words: "who cares, makes her more tolerable. 'sides she gets her job done." The cracked skeleton just couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to it than meets the EYE. ━━━PHOTO CREDITS: Whale鯨豚 [@Whale5511] on X! ━━━MOST NOTABLE RANKING: #1 in sansxreader, horrortale, something new and badsanses on 23/12/2025 #1 in undertale on 25/12/2025 #3 in bittersweet on 24/12/2025 #5 in reader on 24/12/2025 #19 in sans on 23/12/2025 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ DATES PUBLISHED: 001 ━━ July 29th of '25 002 ━━ July 30th of '25 003 ━━ August 1 of '25 004 ━━ August 3 of '25 005 ━━ August 6 of '25 006 ━━ August 8 of '25 007 ━━ November 8 of '25 008 ━━ December 22 of '25 009 ━━ December 23 of '25

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

After the sudden death of her father, Anya is forced to leave everything behind and return to the small town she once called home-a place filled with memories she isn't ready to face. Every street, every corner, and every familiar face feels like a reminder of the life she lost. But nothing prepares her for the moment she comes face-to-face with Ethan-her childhood best friend. The boy she once shared everything with now lives just down the road, goes to her school, and, somehow, even has the same dog they used to adore. It's as if time has folded in on itself, picking up right where they left off... except everything has changed. As Anya struggles to navigate grief, old memories begin to resurface-some comforting, others painful. Being back forces her to confront not only the loss of her father, but the person she used to be. And with Ethan by her side once more, she must decide whether to hold onto the past or find the courage to move forward. In a story about love, loss, and rediscovery, Anya learns that sometimes going back is the only way to heal-and that the people we leave behind might be the ones who help us find ourselves again.

⚠️WIP + COVER TBA [Placeholder] 16 Contestants are trapped and [TBA ILL ADD LATER] There will never be a part two nor an epilogue, you read that right, I'm not working on another one like this because it's the end, only one season so yeah I don't own bfdi or Danganronpa, they belong to their respective owners ---- Playlist to listen: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6HOFOLhggoEDyVieU76tN5?si=nJ-7sQVRRnirkMFpBgzCpw&pi=yi4PowokQKidu ---- And guys...I have a confession to make... I don't know much about danganronpa other than it's just a murder mystery killing game sadly, all I know that people are trapped, some kill eachother for escape and try not to get caught, and people suffer im sorry 💔💔💔💔 But I remember they get memory wiped I think and the mastermind just controls the game along with the bear too? also people get to know eachother with those hangouts I think (I also thought that they might know eachother prior to the game)??? Idk I was invested to the game and I see people making these things called "the wheel decides their fate" and I want to do that too. I don't know how long my attention span would be since the game would probably take a week to finish if it was me (the trials are 3 hours long I don't have patience to sit and wait for that) Apology coming soon I think I might be a fake fan sadly =[[[ (I basically watch interactions, executions and only the parts I like I guess, but also did watch the anime specifically v1 I think, I really like the second trial)

⸻ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓫𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ (｡•́︿•̀｡) ♡ 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳? ✿ a summer vacation in a pastel beach town was supposed to be an escape- not a story that would haunt you in quiet hours. you were supposed to get tan, eat too many pastries, and maybe flirt with a stranger. you weren't supposed to meet bokuto. he was all sunshine grins and bare feet, chaotic charm and fire-dancing karaoke nights. and for five days, it felt like the world stopped spinning. but the thing about summer flings is... they end. ╰(⸝⸝⸝ᵕ⸝⸝⸝)╯♡ ✨ a soft & aching love story about one unexpected connection, five sunlit days, and the kind of goodbye you never really say. ⸻ ♡ tags: #summerfling #bokutokoutarou #haikyuuxreader #bittersweet #romance #vacationlove #slowburn #softache #oneweek #beachdays #karaokenights ---

In a world filled with a fragile peace, Celestials are prospering under a righteous king, in a little town eighteen-year old celestial Persephone is searching for plants to make a medicine for her brother's sickness... the problem is she might have gone somewhere she shouldn't... Will this new journey bring physical and emotional pain? new friendships? or love?

For as long as she can remember, he has lived in her dreams-watching, waiting, never speaking. When he appears in real life, everything she knows begins to fracture: time slips, reality glitches, and strangers whisper warnings she doesn't understand. The closer she gets to him, the closer she comes to waking up-and losing the one person she was never meant to keep. The Boy From My Dreams is a bittersweet story about love, letting go, and the fragile boundary between dreaming and waking.

A rebel and her president getting along? Impossible! Piper Kitz has finally enrolled in her new dream school, an all-girls school, no less! Yet all her joy here slowly shifts into suspicion once she sees that the president of the student council is feared by all. However, after this naive rebel's little prank, she finally understands why... but whatever could they mean by her freshman days?! Please be warned that this story has brief mentions of sexual assault, self-harm, and slurs used in harmful contexts. If such topics trigger you, please read with caution.

She studied his story. She just never expected to become part of it. When Katherine Thorne is pulled back in time to the American Revolution, she finds herself face to face with John André, the man she's spent years fascinated by. Brilliant. Charming. Doomed. Katherine knows how his story ends. But as she's drawn deeper into his world and the dangerous web of espionage surrounding him, knowledge becomes a burden she can't escape. Because the more she cares for him, the harder it becomes to stand by and let history unfold. And the more she wonders... What if fate isn't as fixed as she thought?

This is not a love story. This is what happens after. A collection of poems about being loved, broken, and slowly rebuilt by the aftermath of it all. About the version of me that believed in promises... and the one that had to survive them. He said I would find something better. He said I would be okay. But no one talks about what it feels like to lose yourself while trying to love someone else. This is for the friends who watched me change. For the parts of me I had to leave behind. And for the person I'm still becoming. Some things don't end with goodbye. Some things end with learning how to be new.

When Rowan's dad dies, he doesn't just leave memories; he leaves Rowan a whole hockey team. Rowan didn't even know that her dad liked hockey. Now she's stuck behind a bench surrounded by players who don't trust or respect her. She now has to learn how to deal with asshole teammates and the grief of her father until she meets her, a fugure scater, gracious, but still cunning.