Tag "Hurt/Comfort" - Works and Original stories

In the dark twilight forest, where the deafening silence whispered secrets, two lonely apple trees stood separated by the ruthless time. Their branches, once entwined in a gentle embrace, now reached out to each other, desperately trying to reunite.

All his life, Tech was trained only for war and did not even lay the idea that someone would be waiting for him at home. And Fi was sincerely waiting for him. And here she is, in his arms, his undefeated war and one victory forever.

Jensen works for Interpol's Task Force 29 to fight terrorism. terrorism. After the Dubai ambush and the Ruzicka attack, he's trying to find who's responsible for it all. In the meantime, he's rebuilding a relationship with his former colleague Frank Pritchard. Upon arriving at G.A.R.M., Adam learns Adam learns that Miller's family has been kidnapped so that Miller himself can be to be blackmail. Now Jensen's gonna have more trouble in London than than they thought.

An explosion in Bulgaria leaves Nechaev unconscious, but after a long fight for survival, he recovers and discovers that his wife is alive, although injured. They were able to defeat their enemies and can now enjoy life together again.

What can happen if the great Yaksha decides to get closer to people, to understand their feelings and habits? It would seem that there are only advantages, as Hu Tao thought. But everything takes an unexpected turn. "Do I need to ask permission to kiss you?"

The tree's roots reach deep into the ground, As her memory in his heart is found. Its branches stretch towards the sky, A testament to love that cannot die.

Azura, once tied to Rubra, found herself alone, drifting in the vast cosmos. Its oceans have frozen, its atmosphere has thinned, and its once lush forests have turned into lifeless wastelands. The inhabitants of Azura, who had once flourished, were now struggling to survive, their hopes of salvation fading with each passing day.

In ancient E sands, where secrets lie, Archaeologists dig, their hearts on high. They seek the truth, a tale untold, Of a tyrant's fall, a love grown cold.

No longer will she seek love's embrace, For in her phantom heart, it finds no place, Instead, she'll find solace in memories' embrace, And learn to live with love's eternal grace.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You were so bright, so full of colours and life and you were absolutely gorgeous. That instant, I knew I had just found what I was searching for all my life. It was you I was missing. And it was you, who I couldn’t have, because you didn’t remember me. I wanted you to be mine, but at the same time I had no guts to interfere in your life all of a sudden. It was… complicated.”

Flower has had a crush on Jiggy for a long time, but he didn't know how to admit it to him. Flower wasn't sure if Jiggy loved him back, since he was too shy to talk to him most of the time. He knew almost everything about him: where Jiggy was, what he was doing, how he was feeling, or even what he had for breakfast! Flower notices that Jiggy has been working tirelessly for 4 days now, causing him to worry about his well-being and health. Their one morning will change their entire day...

Her voice, a trembling melody, A plea for mercy, for she knew, someday, The dream's embrace would fade away, Leaving us both in disarray. "Let go, my love, and break these chains, For love in dreams brings naught but pains, A fleeting joy, a transient bliss, That leaves behind an endless abyss."

Kyoko smiled sincerely and her eyes held the gentlest gaze Ren had ever seen in his life. She reached her hand as if she wanted to touch someone in front of her. She was singing the words words from the bottom of her heart and she was glad that she could be heard. "I'm in love with you." A Ren/Kyoko fanfic.

Mandy recently found out that her worker is in love with someone and it was obvious from the character, can she help him, from the bottom of her heart or not? And some kind of red butterfly flying around him? And what's that got to do with it?

She seemed to belong to this city. As dusty, grey, and beautiful as fog mixed with smoke from internal combustion engines, as glow of street headlights, warm but stern, tearing through the fog. As the rare days when the Thames seems blue, yet the Thames will never be as blue as the deep pensive eyes that never smile.

Erie gently wrapped her arms around Killua, causing him to freeze with his mouth open before he could finish his speech. The girl captivated the poor guy, making him forget himself. Who is he? Who is he travelling with? And does he need these friends at all? Eri attracted, beckoned and made him dissolve in feelings.

“Say, Finlay…” he paused for a moment, as though hesitating. “Have you got a date yet?” “A— what?” Mallory was left dumbfounded. She had no idea what he was talking about. “A date, Finlay.” He repeated patiently. “For the Yule Ball.” He elaborated at her look devoid of understanding.

Harry has a nightmare and Neville decides to calm him down.

This is a sequel to one of the works of Lloyd Garmadon1 (he is from the ficbook) and I wanted to write a work based on his fandom.

A small village has taken refuge in the depths of the dense forest. The white huts and golden domes of the church shone under the rays of the morning sun, like exquisite jewelry decorating a natural landscape...