Painting Stories

ကိုယ် တိတ်တခိုး ချစ်မိခဲ့တယ်... ဒါပေမယ့် အမှောင်ထဲကနေပဲ ငေးကြည့်ဖို့ ဆုံးဖြတ်ခဲ့တယ်... မင်းရဲ့တောက်ပတဲ့ ကမ္ဘာလေးထဲကို ကိုယ့်ရဲ့အမှောင်ထုတွေ ရောယှက်မသွားစေဖို့အတွက် ကိုယ်ပဲ နောက်ဆုတ်ပေးလိုက်ပါတယ်... I loved you secretly, but I chose to stay in the dark. I'm walking away now, so my shadows won't dim your light.

Beatrice La Dove is a 16 year old girl who lives in a small town in New Jersey called Doria Mane. She was the sweetest and most creative person anyone who met her knew. She loved trying new things and having many hobbies. But her all time favorite hobby was painting. She'd go anywhere just for one singular painting. When she found out her parents were leaving her alone to go on a cruise together, Bee was left all alone in her small home with no parents to talk to or hang out with. When her mom left, she had to take over her mom's flowers shop, which she also learnt a lot from doing so. She met new friends, found new hobbies, and went places and did things she never thought she'd do. And then she met a grump. Jasper Val was a 16 year old boy who also lives in a small town in New Jersey called Doria Mane. He hated many things. Talking, loud people, loud places, people who are too happy, school, people who invade his space, and doing anything that wasn't being silent. He was the literal definition of a grump. When he met Bee, everything changed. He no longer was allowed to be alone when he wanted to be, he had to deal with a smiley person and someone who invaded his space. Will Bee crack the grumpy man? Maybe he'll realize how much Bee actually means to him. Those couple of months with her parents on a cruise changed her life. For the better, of course. 🐝

To her family, she was selfish. To his, a schemer. To Alexander Hale, she was a wife he never wanted, met only with glacial contempt. They crafted a villain from the only innocent among them, blind to the devastating truth of her sacrifice. Some debts of the heart are paid in secret, and some secrets demand a price no one saw coming.

What happens when the disillusioned artist, Rowan happens to stumble upon a painting that holds the soul of one who has lived before him. Will he get along with this unwanted roommate?... and more importantly... Will he solve the mystery of the man's death?

Love is never meant to start , but to return.

Charlee Henson, a Fine Arts major with major commitment issues stumbles upon Peter Wellis', local star quarterback, biggest secret .And he is willing to go to any length to ensure it stays that way. Can Charlee survive this semester? Or will Peter ruin everything she's worked for?

Lune, an art-loving, 20-year-old fine arts student, is a rather quiet guy who prefers to be alone in his club art space. He meets a curious newcomer at university named Dao and follows him everywhere, trying to find out more about him. But he crosses the line

දෙනූට! පිස ලන්න ඕනෙත් නෑ,... සනසන්න ඕනිත් නෑ... හුස්ම හිරවෙන - වෙලාවට විතරක් පිරිමදිනු ලය මා... _ත්‍රිලෝක ආරණය දෑළව‍ංශ_ ආරුට; මිදෙමි දැහැනෙන් හැඟුමන් පාමුල සිත් වාරු බිදී ඔබ ලග මියුරු... _තීර්ථ දෙනුවන් සෞම්‍යවර්ණ_ පුරන්ව ගිය ආරණ්‍යකට යළි ජීව්‍ය දුන් තීර්ථයක ආවර්ජනය..... තීර්ථාරණ්‍ය

byler fanfic - read 1st part for intro !!

Ivy Sage Adamson's life revolved with loud music, liquor, parties, lavish lifestyle... and men. The type of a girl who doesn't get into serious relationships-she jumps from one man to another. Kieran Arc Sandoval's life was complete opposite of hers: quiet, calm, dull-boring as party people like Ivy describe it, but for him, it was his abode. Is it really possible for two people with complete opposite lives to match? Or it will only lead to a disaster none of them would want to happen? - she was the storm while he was the calmness, and growing close to each other would only lead to nothing but vainness.

She stared into the eyes of the painting, and it stared back - not with brush or pigment, but with the hunger of something that had waited centuries to be seen... and was never meant to be found.

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞, 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥. "𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒?" "𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝑇𝑎𝑒ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑎ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑛" 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐀 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧, 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒚'𝒔 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐀 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞. This is not my own narrative; all credit goes to the original author, @bangtanpoetry_. I don't know, why she deleted all of her accounts; I respect her decision, but I'm extremely into her this narrative. I desperately want this to come back here, but it is not possible because she removed her account 😭😭. But I have this narrative that I'd want to share with you all so you all experience what I experienced when I read it for the first time.

The greatest love stories don't rush - they breathe, linger, and find their way in the quietest moments. Kim Taehyung was never meant to be silent, but after a nightmare fractured his world, silence became his safest place. He learned to exist in gentle routines the swipe of his paintbrush, the roll of his skateboard, the steady rhythm of solitude that kept him standing when everything else threatened to collapse. To the outside world, he seemed calm, composed, untouchable. Inside, a hollow ache remained, waiting to be filled. Then came the guitar a skill he had mere weeks to master. And his tutor? Jeon Jungkook, his brother's best friend, was a man who had always hovered at the edges of his life but never truly stepped into it. Suddenly, Jungkook wasn't just someone he knew he was everywhere. In late-night lessons where fingertips brushed too carefully against strings. In shared silences that felt heavier than words. In the way Jungkook looked at him like he understood things Taehyung had never spoken aloud. Slowly, almost unknowingly, something began to shift between them, something fragile, tender, and painfully real. Something that felt like healing wrapped in warmth, like safety disguised as love. But opening his heart again was terrifying. And Taehyung had to decide , was he brave enough to let Jungkook in?

just little paintings I made, thats it lol

Idk, i just wanna make a random art book or something, i can give you tips, i guess. i don't know how to digitally draw :/

Your a maid and have known Benedict since you were young. You always had a special connection. (I like to be honest and say I have not watched Bridgerton and know very little about it. I just think Benedict is cute and hot and I'm trying to get back into writing fanfics. May as well post what i write on here) (Happy Reading!😊)

•⊹٭𝙿𝙾𝙴𝚃𝚁𝚈/𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴٭⊹• ˜"*°•.˜"*°• She had her guardian angel paint her curves in clementine.... •°*"˜.•°*"˜ Highest ranking : #12 in poetry [out of 290k stories] #19 in poetry [out of 285k stories] #17 in poem [out of 167k stories]

A girl struggling with her feelings and searching for something to connect to her heart... until she meets the next-door girl who turns her world into a beautiful mess. A desi lesbian rom-com full of heart, humour, and hella art-induced gay panic.

හඳවතෙහි ඇදි සිතුවමක්ද? 💕 නෙත්රූ × අශ්රූ දේව් × සිතෙව්