Secrets

Word of the Day: 執着
I made mapo tofu for some protein. I got to visit Daidai's stream on youtube, it was nice, I do enjoy just hanging out there. Daidai is a Mangaka who I am pretty sure has some sort of mental illness but I am sort of messed up to so we just gel together naturally. I consider him a colleague since we both do art but maybe a superior since he is so dedicated to his craft. I bought some stuff from him before.
By Kayla McIntosh4 months ago in Confessions
Two strangers seated side-by-side on a long overnight train ride. Content Warning.
The notebook feels cheap under my fingers, the cardboard cover flimsy. This pen is already starting to skip. But it’s midnight, and the train is a dark serpent sliding through the sleeping countryside, and I can’t sleep. The hum is in my bones. That low, metallic thrumming that feels like being inside a giant, moving creature. It’s the sound of distance being eaten. The sound of leaving.
By Chahat Kaur4 months ago in Confessions
Leaves Falling to Hell
The Autumn Equinox is approaching, and although I was born in the spring, nothing feels more like home than fall, or what my fellow witches call Mabon. As I’ve learned to find comfort in my shadows, it only makes sense that the dark side of my sun sign would be Scorpio: my evil twin, my dark sister. Oh, how I love when she comes out to play.
By The Protagonist Priestess4 months ago in Confessions
The Golden Vase and the Secret Letters from Fairyland
The Golden Vase and the Hidden Treasure By Ubaid Maryam’s younger brother, Soheil, was a dreamer. While she—wise beyond her years—studied diligently in the eleventh grade, Soheil, only in ninth, often drifted into a fantasy world. He was convinced that one day some saint, magician, or fairy would reveal the secret to a hidden treasure that would make him the richest man alive. Hard work was never part of his plan.
By Ubaid 4 months ago in Confessions
Shark Dive at Beqa Lagoon
I was a novice diver. I had fewer than ten dives under my belt when I found myself on holiday in Fiji. I was eager to do some diving. The resort I stayed at recommended an exciting adventure. They suggested the "Shark Dive at Beqa Lagoon."
By Calvin London4 months ago in Confessions
The Things We Do in the Dark. Content Warning.
October 12th I saw him again today. It’s stupid, really. The way my body reacts. A full-system reboot from a thirty-second interaction in a coffee line. It’s not even about the words. It’s about the space between them.
By Chahat Kaur4 months ago in Confessions
You Chased Her Secret, but the Truth Broke You💔
You stand by the window, the gray dusk swallowing the last light of day. Your heart thumps, heavy with a question you can’t shake. Her suitcase clicks shut behind you. “I’m off for my night shift,” she says, her voice flat, like a stranger’s. The woman you once loved more than life itself brushes past, leaving only the faint scent of her perfume. Years ago, she was your everything—her smile lit up your world, her touch grounded you. You built a life together, two kids, a home filled with laughter. But now? Something’s wrong. The late-night shifts, the cold silences, the way she avoids your eyes—it’s eating at you. Tonight, you decide to follow her, to uncover the truth, no matter how much it might shatter the life you’ve built.
By zinat4 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The yank came without warning—sudden, forceful, pulling me from the safety of my chair like invisible hands had decided my time of rest was over. My body lurched forward, the familiar world tilting sideways as I stumbled, caught off guard by the violence of the movement. Something had shifted, though I couldn't name what. The air felt different, charged with an electricity that made my skin prickle.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Confessions
Unsent, Unforgotten
We all have sentences inside us that were never spoken. Words that sat at the edge of our lips, waiting for courage, waiting for the right time—a time that never came. For me, those words weren’t just sentences. They were an entire letter.
By Shehzad Anjum4 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The fluorescent lights are too bright and they're humming secrets I can't quite catch. My feet are moving before my brain catches up—through the automatic doors, past the reception desk where the woman is staring (she knows something), into the parking lot where the air tastes like metal and fear.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Confessions
The Summer I Couldn’t Tell Him
Last summer, I met someone who changed me in ways I didn’t expect. We laughed, danced, kissed, and parted too soon. I thought it was just a fleeting memory, but when summer returned and I saw him again, I realised the truth: I had never stopped carrying him in my heart. This is the story of the summer I couldn’t tell him.
By Kayla Rampeli4 months ago in Confessions
The Silent Watch
There are moments in life when silence speaks louder than words. For Aamir, that silence came not from a lack of sound, but from a watch, a small, worn piece of metal strapped around his wrist that carried more meaning than anyone else could see.
By Syed Umar 4 months ago in Confessions