Solitude Stories

Not everything in life turns out the way we want. Sometimes, we just have to make a decision - and choose our own path. !Warning! (I don't own Honkai Impact; all rights to the game belong to MiHoYo, okay??!!......less....original character)

Ten years ago, Jay Walker was banished by his own team for a crime he never committed. Betrayed and broken, he lost all hope and vanished into The Desert of Doom. Now, after a decade in solitude, fate grants him a second chance: a new world, new path, new people, new villains, and new trials that will test him in ways he never imagined. But scars don't always fade... what will happen when the past catches up... and Jay is forced to face Ninjago again?

The title says it all I do not own any of the franchises, characters, nor songs used in any of these oneshots, all of these belong to their respective owners

The issue of children, they are too fragile, too much, are you experiencing these problems or issues with them? Well! Never to fear! Our Rehabilitation for broken children, where you can take a breather or a break! And here's the best thing! You don't have to worry about them anymore, because you can just leave them and go, you don't even need to come back to them, why? (Well, it's an orphanage of course!). So come on to the Rehabilitation Organization Orphanage! The R.O.O, the orphanage for "broken children", or the orphanage that loves child labor, but the child are clueless, they grow up in an trapped environment, around a huge wall, and the house in the middle, it was built by the influence of "fixing broken children". They couldn't be more wrong, they love to use the children's trauma against them to keep them in line, but unlike all orphanages this one has a ranking systems, the lowest ranked all the easy children, the second lowest are the children that can get out of hand, but are manageable, the third are the stubborn children, middle are the oldest of children ranging between (15-16)- they are the ones that take care of the children while the caretakers are out, third highest, the caretakers are the ones managing the orphanage, second highest the manager of the orphanage, the highest, ???. One orphanage, five kids, and a whole lot of Lore, will I have the motivation, probably not :D, anyways I'm glad to introduce "the "rehab" for children".

Just a girl..

Copyright © 2026 FeistyWarriorMiracle All Rights Reserved® To the rest of the world, she is just a ghost in a crowded room. For years, the words have trapped themselves inside her throat. She grew up in a house where silence was the only acceptable option and where her family constantly made her feel that speaking up was a mistake. Over time, she learned to hide her voice just to stay under the radar. Now, the anxiety has tightened its grip, leaving her with nothing but a silent echo of the thoughts she is too afraid to say out loud. She thought keeping quiet was the only way to keep the peace. But stepping away from her family's rules means learning to survive on her own. Alone in her own space, away from the expectations that silenced her, she begins the slow process of unlearning everything they taught her. In the quiet of her own company, she must find a way to overcome her selective mutism and realize that her voice actually matters. A Note on Well-Being:Before you begin, please know that this book deals with anxiety, selective mutism and recovering from PAST emotional family abuse. While the story focuses entirely on healing and independence-and will absolutely NOT contain any graphic or explicit descriptions of abuse-your peace of mind comes first. If these themes are still triggering for you, I highly recommend you don't read this story. Please take care of yourself!

Steam fogs the shower glass. Bella rests against the tiled wall, letting the warm water spill over her as her breaths come uneven and fast. Zavyen steps inside, fully clothed, shutting the door with a quiet thud. "Stop running, Bella," he says, voice low and rough around the edges. She looks up at him, eyes tired yet burning. "This is me trying to breathe," she murmurs. He comes closer, water soaking through his shirt, one hand bracing the wall beside her head. She can feel the heat of him even through the steam. "Bella... what do you need?" he asks gently. "You," she whispers. Her fingers clutch his wet shirt, and she pulls him down. Zavyen lets himself be drawn in, his hand finding her waist, steadying her. He pauses for a heartbeat, studying her face-her trembling breaths, the exhaustion swimming beneath the want. Then he kisses her. Soft, deep, slow-like, he's trying to anchor her. She melts into him, gripping him tighter, the kiss growing heavier, needier. But suddenly, Zavyen breaks away. His forehead stays against hers, both of them breathing hard. Water rushes around them, but his voice is steady. "Bella," he whispers, thumb brushing her cheek, "you're exhausted." She shakes her head, reaching for him again. "I'm fine." He gently catches her wrists, lowering them. "No. You need to rest." _______________________________ At Averlyn Institute, Bella Bennett is hidden from the world-diagnosed, confined, and silenced to protect her father's reputation. Everyone sees her as a lost cause except Dr. Zavyen Nozen, the new psychiatrist whose calm defies her fury. He listens when no one else will. She challenges every wall he's built. Their sessions become a charged dance between restraint and longing, truth and illusion. But as Bella's feelings start to take a new turn, what will happen when their world will collide with each other?

BLOCKTALES + TEEN!GN!READER STRICTLY PLATONIC. - When a thirteen year old wishes for a better life and begins to resort to looking to technology for comfort, they stumble upon a strange game named 'Blocktales' on Roblox, and decides to check it out. But when they get trapped in this said game, they find themselves traversing across its territories, and encountering many different people. Will they forever be stuck to this endless loop, or will they be able to return home? - CREDITS TO shalini ON PINTEREST (COVER)

Behold, he walks though laid to rest, Entombed beneath my false behest.

Hi people!! Ummm so.. I know the title seems offensive b-but don't get me wrong. I love bl just look at my bio for example! I probably should explain before I get backlash from other fujoshis haha🥲 hah. So the title "No More BL" means for my story is about my character Fu Cujo he's a guy that has terrible luck in romance ever since he was a kid, probably because he doesn't feel like relationships are important, but he is good at everything else...well kinda. He is not much of a social butterfly because of his straightforwardness, tone-deafness, bluntness, and speaks without a filter, saying whatever pops into his head unfiltered. He's a loner just like me, but without the social skills. He likes being by himself, but he gets frustrated because everybody won't just leave him alone, he doesn't want all this attention, their like bees ( well he would consider them flies) to honey, especially guys he noticed. He discovers the universe he is in, is where almost all the men effortlessly fall in love with each other just like in BL mangas. Desperate to keep his quiet loner life in a world where everyone around him is falling in love. He frantically studies and dodges classic BL romance tropes to avoid falling for the men around him, or for them to fall in love with him... So come along, and watch how our guy Fu Cujo an asocial, navigates this gregarious society in Japan, while this world tries to push Fu Cujo into joining this sociable and BL ruling world, will he not comply to it, and will fight for his solitude! Or will he be defeated!? His motto " I'm not bored when I'm alone, but I'm bored, when I'm with the wrong people".

Moegi Morikawa tends to be a magnet for trouble. Whether it's causing it to getting caught in the middle of it. Moegi was the best friend of Toya Todoroki until he died. Heartbroken, she moved to Naruhata after his death for what her mom called a 'fresh start'. While in Naruahata, she started a life of vigilante which gets her into even further trouble than before.

Écrire au futur, c'est faire confiance à un étranger. Et espérer qu'il existera.

Though these are merely strings of words I have woven, but the name itself carries a story. Imagine you have written a letter. As you carefully tuck it into an envelope, you know that within the folds of that paper, it isn't just ink taking the shape of letters. It is a piece of your soul, hidden from the rest of world. There is a quiet peace there, and a certain tension too. To the world, it is silent. But if you feel it closely, it is the faint, rhythmic beating of your own heart. And so, you set out today in search of that one door where this letter will finally find its purpose. Where the emotions trapped inside will bloom with a scent that is new, yet hauntingly familiar. You do not know which city holds this door. You do not know if the streets leading there are wide and welcoming or narrow and suffocating. You don't even know what face will greet you when that door finally opens to your knock. There is only a yearning hope that, upon reading these pages, they will recognize the pulse of your heart. But alas, after the heavy burden of walking miles and the searing ache of waiting to get a glimpse of those eyes that will surely see beyond the ink used on paper, when you finally knock, the door does not open from the front. Instead, a voice comes from behind you. "No one lives here. This house has been empty for years." What do you feel in that exact moment? It is those very emotions, those precise shadows of the soul, that these poems hold for you. This is Dastakh.

No childhood trope, no red string theory, just two strangers falling for each other.

Some people arrive in your life quietly. And somehow leave with pieces of you you never knew existed. What was supposed to be one carefree vacation night quickly turns into something far more complicated when Alicia meets Johnny - an effortlessly charming American stranger who somehow sees through every carefully built wall she's spent years hiding behind. As the night unfolds, so do the parts of herself Alicia has spent years trying to silence: her softness, her fear, her longing to be truly loved without needing to perform for it. But not every person we lose was meant to stay. Some are only meant to awaken us. Unsaid is not just a story about love. It's a story about longing, emotional awakening, and the people who enter our lives not to stay forever - but to change the way we see ourselves forever.

Cassandra Clover has always existed in the quiet spaces between introversion and extroversion-soft-spoken, thoughtful, her rare beauty inherited from dark-skinned parents who raised her to lead with kindness. She's the friend everyone wants but few truly know, someone who overthinks every word yet still gives herself away too freely. She's learned to protect her vulnerabilities, building walls just high enough to feel safe. Then she meets Cardan Wilson. There's something about him that stops her cold. His eyes that he covers with a hood, which she never should have seen-deep and swirling, as if crafted with deliberate care-seem to hold secrets she desperately wants to uncover. He hides beneath hoods and silence, his voice a low, peculiar cadence that makes her want to confess things she's never told anyone. He's magnetic in his mystery, unsettling in his distance, and she can't look away. Cassie has never felt this pull before-this need to understand someone who seems determined to remain unknown. Cardan is a puzzle she didn't ask for but can't ignore, and the more she reaches for him, the more she realizes he might be reaching back. In a story about two people who see something in each other the world has overlooked, Cassie will learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do is let someone in-and sometimes, it's the only way to truly live.

Abrham has always been the punching bag and laughingstock for a huge part of his life, students at school would constantly belittle him, his father would always call him an omen child, and barely anyone else would care about what's going on in his life. The only person who's been there for him is his twin brother, Jebodiah, who has a big love for plants and all things nature-related. When his mother died from one of his parents' usual heated arguments, things quickly begin to turn into a roller coaster for Abrham. The IRIS lore and Solitude belongs to Will "DAGames" Ryan and Screenwave media Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya, Studio Deen, Frontierworks, and Funimation (Prequel to More than just an omen child)

A place full of unwavering facades and obstreperous humans. Whether good or evil, do you know who to trust? Why don't you dive in?

Cynthia Fernandez struggles in life - poverty, grief, loss, financial instability, trauma, and unending responsibilities burden her. Her dreams slowly fall apart and seem unreachable. Through trials and storms, she finds the man who strengthens her... Caelus Cromwell, who brings meaning back into her life.

Timide, solitaire et souvent incompris, il grandit en observant le monde de loin, incapable de réellement trouver sa place parmi les autres. Entre pression familiale, manque de confiance, colère silencieuse et besoin d'exister, il tente peu à peu de construire sa propre identité. Ce qui n'était au départ qu'un simple jeu finit alors par transformer toute sa vie. Dans l'univers froid et impitoyable des échecs, chaque victoire le rapproche un peu plus de quelque chose qu'il a toujours cherché : une place dans ce monde. ♟️ Une histoire sur la solitude, la discipline, le dépassement de soi et la naissance d'un champion. #echecs #chess #prodige #genie #champion #strategie #competition #solitude #timide #identite #ambition #discipline #pressionfamiliale #psychologique #drame #ascension #underdog #mystere #dark #coree #kdrama #animevibes #webnovel