Askingforhelp Stories

Travis Phelps never enjoyed being such an angry person, it was forced into him, almost as if he was branded by his own father's sharp unnerving hands. He screams and fights and pulls at the ache in his soul but to his dismay he never reaches the kind person he used to be before his legs were chained to a floor of agony. That is until a well known blue haired boy named Sal finds him sobbing in the bathroom stall, scribbles down his number and address, offering him help if ever need be. A wisp of his former self slips through as he thanks him and that was the beginning of it all. The cure to the ache in his soul was on the rise, but little does Travis know the darkest days are ahead of him ready to swallow him while. Will he find peace or will his future tear him apart. Now that is the question that awaits to be answered. ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ Hey guys! this is a Sal x Travis x Larry Sally Face fanfic. Travis is trans masc in this fic so ftm Sal and Larry are NOT and I repeat NOT step brothers in this fanfic ⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎ A few warnings ⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎ This fic will contain violence, child abuse, sexual abuse (not glamorized), self harm, suicidal ideation, cannabis use, alcohol use, possibly smut, and drug use ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ If this fic is not your style please do not read I will be using some of my own trauma to base this fic off of, I grew up in foster care and have been through a lot of shit so I don't need any hate, this book is being written for me because I want to feel accomplished after years of not writing ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ Anyways that's my spiel I hope you enjoy the fic!

mental health updates

This is a poem that best describes how I felt in depression and then climbing out of the darkness and asking for help

Magnus has decided on taking Alec away to England, to show him everywhere he's ever visited. But things go awry when they get lost and one decides they will NOT ask for directions.

Buck suffers with social anxiety and working as a probie firefighter pushes him to ensue he copes until he is attacked and his world turned upside down until he meets someone on a game

This story is not a love sick romantic novel about a girl who was repaired. The girl in this story never really gets repaired and I'm going to start from the start of her story. This is not a happy story to say the least, and I can't promise that it is going to be the best. However, this is kind of my way to cope. WARNING If you are triggered by talk of depression, anxiety, panic attacks, drinking in a harmful way, LGBTQ+, or family stuff, I wouldn't recommend reading this story.

Me trying to express myself in written word so that I can speak what I feel. Randomly inspired clips of my life that will probably be written at odd hours of the night. (The awesome cover was done by ILoveMusic060803)

✎ A place where I'll be asking for help on some of my school stuff. Please help if you can :)✐