Bipper X Reader!~~~~~~~~~~~~Y/n isn't a sane one. S/he was blamed for the death of her/his parents at age 12. Y/n doesn't recall much of what happened expect for feeling sick. Still, s/he was taken to a mental health hopsital for where s/he now resides.In her room.Alone.Saying it was 'Billy'.
(AFTER THE END) edd was heartbroken, he was sitting alone by the very place he use to call home, before it was blown up by the very man he loved, he would never admit it but he had loved tord and the time spent with the man that looked like a short devil, although tord acted and was tough and big he was shorter then edd, only by about 4 inches but he was still shorter then edd, tord wanted to be big, so big that people would look up to him, would pray to him like he was a fucking god. he loved when he was worshiped, treated like he was special, but one day, a tall brown haired male had taught tord that he cant have everything he wishes for. [NO SMUT OR LEMON WILL BE INCLUDED IN THIS STORY ITS JUST WEIRD TO ME] (SWEARING WILL BE IN THIS STORY LIKE ALOT)
A collection of poetry about depression, anxiety, and the monsters that keep one up at night.
Hey if your gonna read it please do not troll or something because i have been through that in real so if it is something you relate or you think in some it touched i am thankful that you find my poem to be good enough to be read. My poems are about the time when covid started and then my mom got a stroke and she was taken to the hospital, my aunt (my father's youngest sister) took us to Bareilly because uncle's posting was there he is a Lt. General. It was fine that they were helping with the money and stuff but later she started to do things like shaving me and my sister's body who was only 6 at the time and then she use to use things on us that she wanted to use to see that if it is good or not she saw us as the laboratary rabbits waiting to be experimented on stuff, that wasnt enough for her so she started beating us with stell scales and we couldnt do a thing and my father didnt stop him and i hate him for that, our mother tried everything to stop it, when the time came for us to leave after those 6 months i was realived but she wasnt so she gave my parents an excuse of studies and took my sister for a year, she didnt let us talk to her or something she even refused to send her finally she came after a year but now she bossing aroung like she is iur god. So my poems are about the time i spent their how i felt about things around me. If you find it realatable or you want to share something please go ahead and comment.
Darcy is afraid of human contact, and the only reason seems to stem from the mysterious bruises covering her body.Lucas is an old man in a teenagers body, raising himself and constantly needing to take care of others--especially his mom. Jonathan feels alone even when he's with people, everyday sinking further into his own sea of despair. Ella just wants to be like everyone else, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't escape who she is. Isaac is so far in the closet that he can't even see the door, which is good, because if he could, he would only see his fathers judgmental face. Jordan can't control himself- no matter how many pills he takes or how hard he focuses- he just can't stay calm.Clare can't bare to be anything less than perfect, which is no surprise considering the amount of pressure her parents and sister put on her shoulders.Ryleigh knows that people are whispering about her in the halls, even though they don't have to-- she can't hear them. Each of these teenagers feel as if there is something wrong with them, based on how they are treated by society. They feel beaten and broken, like they will never be free. By happenstance, they all meet. Slowly the misfit eight grow together and become friends, suddenly more focused on helping each other fight their insecurities and problems than worrying about their own. Can the misfits find a place where they feel they can be themselves, or will they continue to be outcasts, forever beaten and broken? *warning* This story covers trigger issues such as abuse, bulimia, cutting, bullying (cyber and otherwise), anxiety, alcohol and substance abuse, suicide mention, and bipolar disease. If any of these topics cause you trauma, please read at your own risk, and be conscientious of you and your limitations. Thank you!ThisUsedToBeMe(Olivia K. Walker)
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Heading off for a weekend in Las Vegas with her friends, Jessie has only one worry: how to make it through a road trip in the same car as her ex, Jimmy, the guy who broke her heart five months ago when he dumped her for now reason. The guy who's finally ready to tell her why he did it, because he wants her back. But Jessie doesn't realize that Jimmy is least of her problems. In LV she meets Russ, a mesmerizing stranger who shows her how to gamble, and who never seems to lose. Curious, Jessie wants to now his secret, and in response, alone with her in his hotel room, he teaches her a game that opens a door to another reality. To Witch World. Jessie discovers that she's stumbled into a world where some people can do the impossible and others may not be even be human. For a time she fears she's lost her mind. Are there really witches? Is she one of them?
I can't believe I'm being sent to earth."hey Spencer you ok" said greyson." Yeah...do u think earth is scary" I asked. "Uh I don't know about the out side but in side it is" greyson said.before we got on the ship I said my goodbyes.-4hours later-We finally got to earth .I saw a girl who looks like a sophomore.she began walking towards me and greyson." Hi I'm mika I will be helping u through out the day" she said smiling.- one week later -Luke's p.o.vI heard that some new people came to earth . I have to let a girl named spencer live with me.I want them to they will ask to Many questions.then I heard a knock on the door,and opened it.there was a girl standing there."Uh hey" I said." U must be spencer" I said."yeah hey" Spencer said walking in the house. She had light pink hair in a pony tail, a black and white flannel jacket , black yoga pants, and black vans."so we share a room, don't worry there's more than one bed" I said. She chuckled." Why are you laughing" ? I asked smiling "
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The Andromeda Initiative. The new adventure for those from the Milky Way. Asari. Turians. Krogans. Humans. The first four species to embark on the adventure of a few lifetimes. Settling in a whole new galaxy. Andromeda.Evelyn Ryder is the daughter Alec Ryder, Pathfinder for the humans. Being on his team means helping to find a new home for their species. 20,000 colonists depend on them. She isn't worried though. She knows her dad is the best one for the job. At least until he dies on his first day on the job.But tragedy is something that Evelyn is already used to. She lost one parent in the Milky Way and another in Andromeda, forcing the entire initiative to turn to her for results. Now she's the Pathfinder, a role she is woefully unprepared for. A fact that everyone else reminds her of constantly. With her new crew comes new problems. Because finding home for an entire species wasn't enough. Now she has to form bonds with the aliens already in Andromeda, help with the war against a second race not native to the galaxy, uncover the secrets about the planets, terraform them for the survival of all the races, find and locate the missing species and Pathfinders all while trying not to worry about her twin who's stuck in a coma. When it begins to be too much, will she have anyone to turn to? Will her good nature be hers and everyone else's downfall? What about the special person who caught her eye? Saving the galaxy doesn't leave much time for romance.Suppressing true emotions and sarcasm are her strongest assets. Let's hope it'll be enough help her and her crew survive.((READ THE TAGS BEFORE YOU COMMENT!! DON'T COMPLAIN ABOUT WHAT YOU READ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!))((Based on the game Mass Effect: Andromeda. All rights go to BioWare.))((As this is MY story, things will be different than in the game in some cases. Enjoy!))
Since their third summer in Gravity Falls, Dipper and Mabel Pines's parents decided to let them stay in the small, secluded town in Oregon for the school year to see if that school is better than the one in their hometown. Though what the twins's parents don't know is that the reason that they decided to stay over the school year was because Dipper had changed-to say the least. The now fifteen-year-old, Dipper Pines, used to be a shy, nerdy individual that often spoke his mind when it came to something he was interested or when he was just talking to his family. But now he is different. Instead of being talkative, he is now secluded and rarely speaks to anyone- at least anyone they know of. Not to mention the fact that he had gone missing for over a week during the summer and when he came back he was wearing an eye patch over his left eye and had acquired many more scars than anyone could see.*This is a BillDip fanfic. Don't like it, don't read it! :)*
24 year old Pimiligh Marilee Mirabliss Silk has had it with her marriage . Apparently being married to the prince of France , Voltair was doing nothing but agonizing for her . He constantly puts her down . He cheats on her . He claims he doesn't want to be married to her . He compares her to that of a whore and a dog . He doesn't want anything to do with her . He uses her and throws her away like a dishrag . He's unattractive to her and ignores her needs to be loved . Worst of all , she's about four and a half months pregnant . And she has had it with his outrageous behavior of hatred towards her . Pimiligh leaves in order to find peace in herself , but when Prince Voltair comes running back to her Is she ready to forgive him ? Or will he forever remain locked out of her life ? When deadly events strike up in the future will everyone be saved or will fate take it 's turn ? And if it does whose turn will it be to tell the story ? Read to find out what happens .
A young boy wanders into a mysterious place only to find a strange pair of ballet flats. Okay yep my first ACTUAL story that isn't a crack fic.So fun fact about me, writing is a big way of helping me cope with trauma, because it can allow me to create something so abstract or so blatantly obvious about what I went through. And personally the most enjoyable way to me is writing stories in the style of old Brothers Grimm/Edgar Allan Poe/Hans Christian Anderson type stories. This is but one of many similar stories I've written like this, so if this does well maybe I'll post more, but idk yet.Also yes I did try to use a fancier and more archaic writing style to mimic those classic stories, so it might come across as awkward sounding, mainly cuz I'm bad at writing like that lol.
This story is temporary paused as I am rewriting chapters. Please be patient!Here is the ( temporary ) new synopsis:"If you don't get a handle on this Malice, someone you love is gonna wind up dead."Life has been a series of misfortunes and failures for Malice Arachne, a witch with the blessing (and curse) of seeing the futures of those around her with just a touch of her hand. 32 years of age, no father figure for her three daughters or parents to back her up, and a college student who's constantly appearing in her visions who's 8 YEARS YOUNGER than her. What's worse is due to the trauma that's been piling up her whole life, her powers are spiraling out of control and she's bound to make a mess of something, or someone. (I really don't know how to write these.)