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My smirk fades when his eyes well with tears and he clutches the small parchment to his chest.

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Severus Snape just lost his mother and is having nightmares. Pomfrey decided to give him a parchment to write about his feelings about Time, Love and Death, and another for his everyday struggles. Will it help soothe just his pain or will it change his life altogether? Credits to the artist of the artwork.

Autumn Whispers: A Love Like Honey by Sophisticakes_17

Mingyu's breath brushes against Seungcheol's cheeks, a soft whisper in the cool air. "No way," he murmurs, his eyes alight with an intensity that makes Seungcheol's heart race. "Holy shit, I love you." Time seems to freeze for Seungcheol as he instinctively pulls back, a rush of uncertainty flooding him. "You don't know me," he replies, his voice trembling slightly. He avoids Mingyu's gaze, focusing on anything but those earnest eyes. "I'm very unlovable." The words tumble out, laced with a hollow laugh that feels more like a shield than a joke. But Mingyu doesn't share his amusement. He blinks slowly, his gaze unwavering, wide, and innocent like a sleepy owl peering from the pages of a storybook. It's captivating, and Seungcheol feels the warmth of that stare even as he looks away, trying to shield himself from the truth in Mingyu's eyes. "No, I'm an excellent judge of character," Mingyu insists, his voice steady. "I love you." The declaration hangs in the air, a sweet echo that pulls at Seungcheol's heart. OR A mincheol fic where their love story begins in the fall when the world outside is shedding its vibrant hues leaves drifting down like forgotten dreams. In this fragile season, they discover a love that blooms slowly, sweetly-sticky like warmed honey, rich and comforting, defying the chill around them.

YOUR HAPPINESS OVER MINE ↠ DANIEL SEAVEY by sugarblossombaby

"Daniel asked me to be his girlfriend," she spoke softly. The color rushed out of my face hearing the few words making my mouth grow dry. I tried to conceal the growing tears erupting from my orbs knowing I was hurt. I knew he would pick her over me. I knew that she was better for him. I knew that I had to step aside because as much as I wanted it, I would never take away her happiness. "Oh," I stiffly said. "Yeah, I hope you don't mind, but he asked me go on a date," she spilled trying to sense feelings. Her obliviousness was astounding. A sharp strand was hung behind my ear placing it there as I bit my lip not knowing the words to say. "That's great," I almost weeped. "I'm sorry. I know how much he meant to you. Things just kind of clicked, you know?" she pleaded with guilt. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure both of you are happy together," I smile clutching my fists. She threw me a pity smile believing every word before walking back towards Daniel soon leaving in their car. I looked down in hesitation on the news that has sparked in my mind. Tears feel like waterfalls as I quickly shut the door before they could see me. Just as I thought I was unseen, Daniel's glance had something; pain. - They were so different. One was living his dream preforming in sold out concerts while the other was scurrying through her last couple months of high school. Maybe it was fate that brought them together - or maybe it was destiny, but obstacles built strong allow their relationship to become unstable. Besides, she could never do that to her best friend. In which a girl afraid of love decides to put her happiness aside so that her best friend and beloved crush could be together. - *in editing process* The sequel is out now! "Falling Around You" ↠ Daniel Seavey - [#1 in Daniel 12/29/18]

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[Edited] "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐏𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." He hissed angrily at you, You smirked at him wickedly while leaning closer to him. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩, 𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞." You answered lowly, you look in his eyes deeply. Your faces centimeters apart, you kiss his cheeks then walks out like nothing happened. Leaving a frozen Severus Behind. "𝐖𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐋/𝐧"Severus smirked while looking at the spot you stood. Start: August. 6, 2021 End: September. 19, 2021

HIS BURNING OBSESSION.(COMPLETED)✔️ by daisysprings_77

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The Boy ( Andy Biersack) by KristaThePsycho

I noticed she had scars on her wrist, I looked up and she looked like she was about to brake down, She stood up "I'd hate to cut this short but I have to get going" She looked down "You sure?, Your more then welcome to stay as long as you want" I didn't want her to leave, she shook her head and looked at us "it was nice meeting you all" Warning has Triggering Chapters so read at your own risk again you HAVE been warned

Proud ~ a Seblos Fanfiction by sincerelyseblos

He's been off since theater. Not saying much. "Seb, what's wrong?" I ask gently. "There's something I think I need to tell you," he answers meekly. I stop scrubbing the rose case with Windex and go to the edge of the stage. We sit together, our feet dangling off the edge. "I-I need to tell you about a lot of things," he starts. "Okay, I'm listening," I reply. Why am I so scared? When Carlos has a problem, he goes to Seb and Seb takes comfort in fixing them. Carlos trusts Seb... but for some reason he feels as if it isn't the same the other way around. Seb's been keeping secrets, and Carlos needs to find out what they are. He thinks the secrets are hurting Seb, not just mentally, but physically, too. Seb is brave and will probably refuse "Seb, honey, you can't just brush off stuff like this," Carlos corrects me. He sits by me. "You can't just let people hurt you all the time and then go forgive them like it's nothing!" "And why not?" I ask calmly. "B-because-" Carlos stutters. He looks away. "Because then..." "Seb's a good person. The best out of all of us," Big Red comments. I blush. "I don't know. I just always try my best to do the right thing." But at that moment, a thought hits me like a rock to the head. Keeping secrets from Carlos isn't the right thing. I need to tell him the truth. Soon. Seb's been getting bullied, and is having a hard home life. He wants to look brave, but he knows he really needs Carlos. After one painful event at school, Carlos snaps. ¡IMPORTANT! HERE ARE THE TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR THIS BOOK: - Drunkenness - Bullying, both mental and physical - Intense parts - Minor gore - Sadness (but it gets better :3) - Fluff DOES NOT INCLUDE - Smut (i refuse to write smut) - Cussing (I also refuse to write the language, although I might say that someone Written by Story_Weaver_April Pride banners image from Gocase. Cropped and edited. And also I added the text.

Snape: Scoundrel or Saint? Or, The Autobiography of a so-called Byronic Hero... by ianthewaiting

'Had to save him, said the one thing that made all the difference-almost sweet, but too sad. Almost kissed him then...' I dropped the book on the bed, falling face first into the mattress beside it. There it was, in a tiny, penciled scrawl, the possible motive of future suicide attempts.

"We don't belong together...you deserve someone better. I can't be with you anymore, we're not a good match," you sniffle and James resists the urge to kiss your tears away. Beside your head, his hands clench into fists against the wooden walls. "Say it to my face then, look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me anymore - that you don't want me anymore," "James..." You muster up the courage but your voice still comes out, somewhat, shaky, "I-I don't want to be with you anymore," his expression remains steely and cold, the fierce glint of resolve in his eyes, unrelenting, "I don't love you anymore..." "I don't, at least, make you feel good?" "No." He doesn't respond, instead, he keeps you pressed against the wall and manoeuvres his face to rest beside your ear, his husky voice weakening your knees "Are you sure about that?" he snakes his hands around your waist to press his fingers into your lower back. Under his touch, you suppress a whimper of relief as his massaging motions ease some strain in your back. [nsfw oneshot]

"I'm afraid I cannot live without you," He said as he placed his hand onto her cheek. She smiled, placing her hand on top of his and melting into his arms, "I'm afraid you already have," "It's time to let me go."

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 & 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 || 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 - 𝟏 by Isafictions

"Some words are heard better when wrapped up in a lie, Tesoro," (Sweetheart) he mumbled while looking at the woman who was staring at him blankly. He tilted his head and watched her eyes boring into his. Anyone who saw them would think they're statues, the way they both stood still without blinking or making any movements. He was trying to read her through her thick steel wall, while she was just standing there, hoping to get out of his arms soon. After a minute or two, he showed some movement by leaning forward, making her eyelashes flutter. He noticed this and internally smirked before placing a soft peck on her cheek, making her shudder as he visibly smirked at his effect on her. "Come on, Cara," (Dear) he moved a little apart and squinted his eyes, still with that same mocking smirk on his face as he continued, "Non esiste l'amore nella mia vita." (There is no such thing as love in my life) Her reaction to his words was of no surprise to him anymore, and even though his ego hates to admit it, her nonchalant attitude frustrates him to an extent beyond certain levels of his patience. The rings of his iris suddenly changed from playfulness to pure seriousness as he parted his lips and voiced out, "I don't love you." Words laced with pure honesty as he waited for her reaction. Unfortunately, his expectations dropped when her response came out in the most unexpected way possible, "I'm glad." Jeon Jungkook x Violet Miller "What a colorful name for such a black and white soul."

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"𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬?" He asked, the blade was digging into your skin, lightly drawing out blood from you which Severus happily sucked, his tongue drawing circles on the small cut near the valley of your breasts. "𝐀 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞," you replied, your voice shaking from the nerves. "𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭" He said, as you swallowed a knot in your throat. The blade then moved down to your sternum before Severus brought it to the strap of your bra and snapped it in a single stroke. •••••♡︎•♡︎•♡︎••••• When his lips brushed against yours and his hands began to travel your body, you were oblivious to what you were doing. It all began with distaste and animosity toward one another before the flare turned into dancing flames that burned both of your emotions. The end outcome lead the two of you to something incredibly intense, scorching, and unexpected: affection.

He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. *Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.*

His hands are warm and his smile is kind I can not hear him but he doesn't mind And though he doesn't understand the words that I signed I feel like our thoughts and words are still intertwined My stress and my anger make my teeth start to grind He'll place a hand on my shoulder as his gental remind That he'll be with me forever he won't let me fall behind As he smiles at me with faith and happiness combined I am thankful that I am deaf and not blind

I cannot control the amount of blood rushing to my cheeks as he smirks, "Quit opening it. Like there's a note written for you inside," And with that, he left the room followed by the group of guys, leaving me dumbfounded.

Sufyan please "Please what?" he asked in disbelief. "Please stop trying to talk to you like a normal person? Please leave you alone to pout and sulk in peace? Please let you continue to behave like a spoiled child without any consequences?" Okay I Stop now. Sufyan sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Oh, so now you can suddenly form a coherent sentence?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Amazing. I didn't realize that was possible." I get up, I went near him I pull him down by grabbing his collar I kiss him . Sufyan's eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly pulled him down and kissed him. He froze for a moment, caught off guard by your unexpected move. His heart raced as he felt your lips against his, and his mind struggled to process what was happening. I remove my lips from him. Sufyan stood there, his mind still reeling from the unexpected kiss. He licked his lips, tasting your kiss still on his mouth. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions - confusion, surprise, and a hint of desire. I lay down again. Sufyan's heart was still racing as he watched you lay down on the bed once more. His mind was still processing the kiss you had just given him out of nowhere. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself and collect his thoughts. He couldn't shake the feeling of your lips against his. The memory of your kiss lingered on his mind, and he couldn't help but wonder what had possessed you to do such a thing. He stood there, watching you lay on the bed, his mind racing with a hundred different questions. I close my eyes. It was as if you were deliberately trying to make him lose his mind. He watched as you closed your eyes, lying there on the bed, completely indifferent to the effect you were having on him. His heart was still racing, and his thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and desire. Follow me and please vote 💞

TO LOVE YOU FROM THE SHADOW by QisyaChan

To love 'him', only in distances... The 'Emerald' that always seek the 'Onyx'... That is not enough, he want to protect 'him', he want to shower 'him' with love, to be able to embrace 'him' every single moment we want.. But the time to the end are near.. and to think that he will lost 'him' became his fear... So he did everything he could to shove the fear... By giving 'him' the love that he have always bear...

*A werewolf story* His hair was still wet and drops of water started falling on my face and chest. "You are making me wet " I protested. He raised his eyebrows at me then smirked. "Wet? How wet? " I tried to explain then I understood what he meant. "G-get off me!" my face turned the deepest shade of red.

I had so much left to say by Froggy_________

I let the tears fall down my cheeks, The gnawing pain in my chest only grew until it was too much for me to take. I reached into my bedside table and pulled out a small blade. I wanted the pain gone, I needed it gone. I opened the small pocket knife and slid it across my stomach. The pain in my chest was gone but the sickening feeling of what I had just done to myself brought a new pain that I knew was never going away, one that I deserved one that I inflicted on myself. I wiped away my tears and cleaned the stinging cut and placed a band aid on it so it would stop bleeding. That's when I heard a voice in my head telling me that it wasn't enough, telling me that one cut wasn't enough. Deep down I knew that the voice was right that the sharp pain in my chest was coming back and I wouldn't have just one cut on my stomach. (A/N This is not for the faint of heart this does include Cussing and Self harm. So you should be ready. ⚠️‼️Art isn't mine if you like it I found it on Pinterest Name➡️ "RF Pangborn" there are is so good and it's so expressive go look at there account I immediately fell in love fr.

"Don't cry love. It's not your burden to bear." He pulled away, looking me in the eyes seriously. I paused for a moment, then embraced him tighter and kissed him fervently once more. "You made it my burden when you said you loved me."

The Three Abstracts

Severus Snape just lost his mother and is having nightmares. Pomfrey decided to give him a parchment to write about his feelings about Time, Love and Death, and another for his everyday struggles. Will it help soothe just his pain or will it change his life altogether? Credits to the artist of the artwork.

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