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One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─────୨ৎ───── 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 feels invisible. As the daughter of the Royal Academy's football coach, everyone assumes they know her, but no one truly does. Beneath her fake exterior lies a girl drowning in secrets, desperate for someone to see past the facade. Then 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 '𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄' 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 the academy's new star footballer, steps into her life and starts to notice the cracks in her armour. Connie has his own struggles. With a father who's relentlessly pushing him to become a football star, he's constantly fighting to meet expectations he isn't sure he can fulfill. The last thing he expects and needs is to find himself distracted and drawn to a certain curly haired blonde. ─────୨ৎ───── When I park in front of her house, I speak up before she can say goodbye. "I know you're going through something." The words come out rougher than I intend. "You try to hide it, but I see right through you, Carmen Castro." "Aaron..." Her eyes drop to her hands, her fingers twisting together. "You don't have to tell me anything. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. Okay? You can text me, call me, whatever. I'll drop everything." Her eyes flicker up to meet mine. She looks... scared. Not of me. But of something else. "Please?" I add, my voice breaking. I was never one to beg but ever since meeting Carmen, I've been a fucking beggar. She swallows hard and nods her head slowly. "Okay." Then, gives me a weak smile before slipping out of the car. [ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ] #1 mental health #1 addiction #1 awareness #1 academy #1 teen love #1 drugs #2 rehab #2 healing #3 sportsromance

Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option. ***** Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her... Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒑. ♡ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐒 is a seventeen-year-old girl, determined to take on the world. Even though, it hasn't always treated her fairly, she hasn't let its cruelty taint her pretty smile and good heart. She's ready to prove that a person's worth is not subjective to their past. And she'll do it by attending Stonebridge Academy. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 is a seventeen-year-old immature nightmare, according to everyone around him. He's messy and twisted and a pain in the ass. The cards he's been dealt with, from a young age, have been nothing but cruel. He's stuck in his past, his pain; he's ready to give up. Until he's inexplicably drawn to the newest arrival at Stonebridge Academy. ♡ Published: March 27th, 2025

"Mr. Sakurai I want your daughter to marry my brother and that's the last choice you have." The images present in this work doesn't belong to me but are downloaded from Pinterest. Tokyo Revengers doesn't belong to me, it's just a fanwork.

pres·sure /ˈpreSHər/ noun 1. continuous physical force exerted on or against an object by something in contact with it. 2. the use of persuasion, influence, or intimidation to make someone do something. UPDATED 2026. soundtrack included, thank yaaa.

Second recommended journaling to Yellow, so he's started to keep a journal on things he noticed throughout the day! ... nothing can go wrong, right?

"𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍... 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉." 𝗞𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗲𝗷𝘂𝗻 grew up with money, rules, and emotionally disconnected. As the middle son of the Kang family, he learned early that wanting things only made life complicated. He keeps his distance from people. He has no interest in feelings. Nothing ever caught his attention for longer than necessary. And then there was her. Little did he know that his interest in her would soon turn into a burning desire. 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗜𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗹 works in the Kang household as a deaf maid. She is not there to serve, but is there for a mission to find her missing sister. And that was the plan until Sejun is the first to notice she can hear. For the first time in years, he feels pulled toward someone without understanding why. He keeps her secret, but he's using her like a pawn in his game. Iseul hates that he knows her secret. She hates how he sees through and hates how she cannot ignore him the way she ignores everyone else. He is the one person she cannot predict and that threatens everything she came for. What begins as control and caution turns into something they both refuse to name. Desire for answers. Loathing for weakness. Neither of them knows when they stopped observing and started wanting. ──── ──── "I don't know what you've done to me, but I can't un-want you." His voice dropped, and his hand remained at the back of his neck like he was frustrated with himself. "Then you should've stayed away." She kept trying not to let anything slip through her expression. "I can't... control." His gaze didn't move from her, like letting go of it would make the words less true.

** New Chapter Every Sunday ** (at least) Olivia Winslow writes about extraordinary people for a living, and she's never once believed she could be one of them. Her twin sister Aurora, who is a world famous singer, has always been the brave one of the two. At least until the day Aurora asks Olivia to take her place. Suddenly, Olivia is living a life she never thought she could have, hiding behind a face the world already loves. But pretending comes at a cost. As fame begins to change her, Olivia drifts away from Christopher, her best friend and the only person who has ever truly known her. At the same time, she grows closer to Grayson Kane, a famous athlete who sees her as extraordinary without knowing she's living a lie. Torn between history and possibility, safety and ambition, Olivia must decide who she really is, and whether love can survive the truth.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇,, 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 used to be naive. She grew up oblivious to her da's business, unable to name the smell that filled her house. All she knew was that he loved her. The first day of secondary school opened her twelve year old eyes, even if she wasn't aware. Her life became intertwined with older kids, exposing her to lifestyles filled with parties and secrets. 𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 was a rugby prodigy. He was raised with affection, warm meals and massages whenever he ached. Yet, he knew not to push too far. Overworking himself would only burn him out, taint his happiness and suck away his soul. He was naturally sporty and smart, meaning his options were endless. All he had to do was avoid the wrong path. 𝐎𝐑,, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. Constant bickering that blurred the line between hate and teasing. They existed on different sides of social lives, yet always found themselves talking to the other. Whether in chippies or deserted classrooms

"You're just like Dad," Toby said. The silence that had followed had been so heavy. Ethan had stood up from where he'd been hiding behind the open refrigerator door and peered over at Toby and his face paled. Francis, without his hearing aids, had caught the harsh words that formed Toby's lips and he stared, eyes wide, at his second-oldest brother. Jasper froze. Toby stepped closer. "That's right, Jaz. You're just like Dad." Jasper looked up at Toby. Their eyes bore into one another. "Fuck you," Jasper said and he'd pushed up from the table - tripped over his own two feet - and gone down. Edgar's dead. Jasper's in AA-after being told by Toby that he doesn't want to see him until he smartens up. Now, with just him, his two younger brothers and their Mum, Ethan and Francis will barely even look at him, and Toby feels like his life is falling apart. Again. [Inspired by the chapter 'Talk Later' in The Marauders By Pengiwen Order Of The Phoenix Part 3]

Your mind is a burning room, a drowning storm, and a torturing fairy-tale all at once. Now, descend through its layers and discover what waits in the one place even the flames can't reach. Sad Sundays is my weekly space to share melancholic poetry, words that help me navigate the stillness, the weight, and the quiet storms of recovery. Each Sunday, I post a new piece that I've written, using poetry to process my journey through detox and rehab, to face the difficult parts of healing, and to find meaning in the silence. Every poem is written by hand with help from the Rhymezone platform. This series is as much for me as it is for anyone who finds comfort in knowing they're not alone on their gray days. I will eventually try to tie most of my work together into a larger piece, but first and foremost, this will function as a collection of my writings while I am going through detox. There may be an underlying story, but perhaps not. Find out next week, and join me for a Sad Sunday moment. New Upload every Sunday at 18:00 (6 PM) German time - CET/CEST (UTC+1/UTC+2).

MAHNOOR SIKANDAR She was an untamed fire - And ZEHAAN SHAH ZAMAAN He, on the other hand, was calm like the ocean after a storm-Majestic. Where she led with fire, he guided with patience. They were opposites-not in cliché, but in essence. In a twist of divine irony, their paths collided . And yet, fate is patient. In time, something strange and unspoken began to grow- Respect. Understanding. Then something deeper. Not a fairytale. But something real. So they were tied, yes- She learned to rest her flames beside his ocean. He learned to carry her fire without fear. Not because fate demanded it, But because LOVE chose to grow...

This story has a lot of sensitive content, please leave if you know you can't handle-there'll be drugs, abusive/ toxic relationships, suicide, eating disorders, body dysmorphia and deep feelings. In case you relate to any character by any means you can always comment who or what feeling you relate. There won't be any judgement and I'll be free to talk.

These entries are fragments pulled from the abyss - raw thoughts, buried truths, and the slow unraveling of a self in transformation. Each piece explores survival, identity, and the hidden questions that shape us beneath the surface.

[{قـــژ زەردەکـــەم}] JEON JUNGKOOK : لێم دوربە من بۆ تۆ نیم تێکەڵم مەکە لەگەڵ هەڵەکانتا! : هەموو ئەوەی ڕوویدا ئەوەبوو کە ئاشقت بووم ئەو هەڵەیە چییە کە دڵم کردیەتی. : تۆ ئاشقی دڵێک بوویتە کە هەتا ماویت بۆت لێنادات! ._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. جـۆڕی چـیـرۆڪ: هـەسـت جـوڵـێن، خـەمـبـار، ئـاڵـۆز، چـێـژ بـەخـش. نـوسـەر: ڤـیـڪتـۆریـا.🌝 *تـێـبـیـنـی: مـافـی نـووسـیـن هـەمـووی بـۆ خـۆم دەگـەڕێـتـەوە، بـیـرۆکـە و بـەرهـەمـی خـۆمـە، کـەڤـەر و دیـزایـنـەکـەی هـیـن خـۆمـە، کـۆپـی کـردن یـان بـردنـی بـیـرۆکـەکـەم بـە هـەمـوو شـێـوەیـەک قـەدەغـەیە!!!🚫✋🏻

Shanaya Rao's life was never meant to be easy. Growing up with an abusive father who gambled away their future and tangled with dangerous men, she sought solace in moments of escape-first in cigarettes, then in drugs. The fleeting seconds of relief became a dangerous habit, one that followed her to university and beyond. It's there, amidst lectures and smoke-filled parking lots, that she meets Aryan Mehra-the golden boy everyone admires, yet someone who sees the broken girl behind her guarded facade. Their connection is instantaneous, intense, and transformative. But happiness comes at a cost. Past demons resurface, testing Shanaya and Aryan's love in ways they never imagined. Secrets, addiction, and danger intertwine as Shanaya learns the hard truth about loss, love, and what it means to survive. A story of heartbreak, healing, and the kind of love that transcends life itself.

A Tony stark angst/whump collection of one shots, but it's a songfic, and inspired by the song missing you - all time low What can I say guys, I just love torturing Tony :)

Just writing whatever comes to mind :) Please give constructive criticism Not my art credits to the artist

"Ive been workin on it, puttin in 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞"