Bruised Heart's activites

Female DOM × Male SUB. He's a delicacy on the dinner plate, gradually swallowed by her....

Female DOM × Male SUB. He's a delicacy on the dinner plate, gradually swallowed by her....

Melt is the only daughter of the boss that holds New Jersey in its grip. Instead of receiving a pres...

Melt is the only daughter of the boss that holds New Jersey in its grip. Instead of receiving a pres...

From Shortcake Club: Ichika is a female college student who wants to have a normal relationship, but...

From Shortcake Club: Ichika is a female college student who wants to have a normal relationship, but...

The God of Rain is finally able to go on vacation, and for three years at that! With the dreams of a...

From Shortcake Club: Ichika is a female college student who wants to have a normal relationship, but...

A woman who is like a martial arts manhwa character "Yubi". A man who is like a shoujo man...

Every ending is being rushed lately like as if the artists are so damn tired of their own jobs they just wanna wrap it up and be done with it while in the beginning everything starts of as a masterpiece. Either it is a bussiness thing or people haven’t got the right idea of story telling because everything else but the endings are always good. What sucks is that the endings should be given more thought cause we are saying goodbye to a story we felt so close to waited days weeks or months maybe even years to complete. I like happy endings even bad endings as long as it has a way of showing why it had to be that way with the reasons that comes along ofc I am happy they ended up together but I lost the emotion of being happy for the characters because there was a lost of sense or feelings they carried for eachother and I felt that too become very monotone and simple. I think some creators really don’t associate with the readers on that note when it becomes their job where they pay their bills from. I hope whoever is reading this and is willing to make art or create whatever it is you make and love don’t lose your spark nor passion when it becomes your job. Stay true to your heart even if it is a way of earning a living.

The disappearance of my want to read and reading lists gives me internal heartbreak cause how am i suppose to collect like 1000+ stuff I wanted to read and was reading again?? Pls someone tell me that this is a nightmare and we will wake up from this! Like I see that the web is under work but what if they never fix it?? I’ve been here more than 8 yrs and this place is something of a daily routine for me I don’t know how to feel if I never recover any of the stuff that disappeared ┗( T﹏T )┛I don’t even know if will get updates on the stuff I was actively reading now that my reading list is at (0)…

The disappearance of my want to read and reading lists gives me internal heartbreak cause how am i suppose to collect like 1000+ stuff I wanted to read and was reading again?? Pls someone tell me that this is a nightmare and we will wake up from this! Like I see that the web is under work but what if they never fix it?? I’ve been here more than 8 yrs and this place is something of a daily routine for me I don’t know how to feel if I never recover any of the stuff that disappeared ┗( T﹏T )┛I don’t even know if will get updates on the stuff I was actively reading now that my reading list is at (0)…

You either love the duke or hate him there is no middle ground…

It’s Ye-eun’s 32nd birthday, but she’s not feeling too great. After her lingerie l...

Hyesol, a dom, is looking for a new “friend” for her sub partner. At a party, she spots ...

I’ve been with a toxic, obsessive narcissist like this before, and what I can say is… there is a sort of dark pleasure when you read these stories from the safety of a screen. When it’s all fiction, that intensity feels exciting.

Before my toxic relationship, I used to think I wanted a man who would yearn for me obsessively, someone who was head over heels and couldn’t think of anything but me. And then it happened. At first, it felt like a trophy — I got exactly what I thought I wanted. I lived in his head 24/7. He was desperate for my love, desperate for my attention, desperate for my heart.

But when I finally fell for him too, the reality hit. His “devotion” became possession. His arms felt like claws—tight, suffocating, controlling. He tried to overpower me at every turn. His love wasn’t love at all; it was pure lust, obsession, and insecurity wrapped in the illusion of passion.

The difference between me and those fictional girls is that I’m not shallow and I’m not powerless. I stayed for a while because I wanted to fight for my love and believed I could fix things. But that delusion dies fast when you realize he’s a dead end. And I got myself out for my self-respect and my value, no matter how hard it was.

So believe me — the things we romanticize aren’t hot, steamy, or pretty when they become your reality. You don’t understand what you’ve walked into until you’re living it.

So yeah… let’s keep that stuff in fiction, for entertainment. In real life, romanticizing that kind of “love” is seriously fucked.

The once peaceful land of Egypt has been stained with blood under the tyrannical rule of Seth, the g...

The once peaceful land of Egypt has been stained with blood under the tyrannical rule of Seth, the g...

The once peaceful land of Egypt has been stained with blood under the tyrannical rule of Seth, the g...