Breakdowns Stories

Dreamweaver had survived on her own for so long. She wanted nothing to do with the war or the Autobots and Decepticons. After all the trauma, guilt, and pain she has endured, all she just wanted to do was survive. However, after her ship crash lands on earth, she finds herself being taken in by Autobots, though reluctantly, as she refuses to join them or get involved in their conflict with the Decepticon's. What she didn't expect was growing close with bots who suffered like her and seeing them as more than just their factions. But will it be enough for her to face her demons and make peace with herself? Will becoming an Autobot help her on her road to heal? Can she trust them with her secrets? How long can this spider stay on her web before she becomes the one trapped in it?

The story tells how a small boy from Uganda came to love Lionel Messi and his obedience to him

I fell in love with my best friend in art school and then, with almost comic timing, became the least lovable version of myself. My parents got sick. My uncle stole the money. I had to drop out. My parents died anyway, and I was left with debt I couldn't pay and a life I couldn't look at directly. So I did what frightened, ashamed people do: I disappeared. Four years later, while I was outside a convenience store pretending a cigarette counted as a plan, Mabel found me. -Amélia This started as an au of Grey zone, a previous story and ended up being it's own thing. Warning: THIS IS ME BEING PISSED AT SHITTY AI STORIES AND MAKING MY OWN AI STORY. Even if I edited it a shitload to make it into a better version. The base is still AI and thus cannot be copyrighted. This isn't a masterpiece, this is slop. Please consume responsibly.

Some people have their guesses on why Louis Tomlinson acts the way he does. But himself and his family believe nothing could be going wrong besides the fact that puberty is well under swing. Disrupting lessons, getting bullied, and never being able to sit still, Louis finds himself in C.A.C, the classroom where kids can go to unwind and feel safe no matter what their circumstances are. There, he meets a new face, Harry Styles, a kid that speaks too fucking slowly for Louis' liking, but continues to listen to despite himself. He just wants to make friends, and here a friend is. What'll happen as the pair grow up? Or the one where Louis has undiagnosed ADHD, and Harry has a speech impediment.

Transformers prime season four the decepticons return and rebind cybertron

❝𝙁𝙞𝙭 𝙞𝙩, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚.❞ ❝𝙁𝙞𝙭 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩?❞ ❝𝙈𝙚.❞ *** 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼. The strongest. The invincible. The man who died fighting the king of curses. The world mourned him as a weapon more than a man, built him into a legend before burying him. But he still lives. Somewhere far away from the jujutsu society, in a place devoid of curses, hidden among trees and peace. He breathes. The world has a chance to reclaim its shield once more. And he has seven weeks to heal his body and the fragments of his soul, and she is the only one who can possibly help him. His first heartbreak. His last memory of peace. The girl he once loved. The woman he now despised. 𝗔𝘀𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗼. The runaway. The forgotten one. The girl who left the jujutsu world years ago- vanishing without a trace, leaving behind the boy she loved and the life she could not bear to face, without a goodbye. Eight years and yet in a mockery of a fate, she still felt the threads of her soul snapping when he lingered between life and death and found her own hands healing the man who protected the world she had run away from. Only she can mend what is broken inside him. The boy she loved. The man who seemed to hate her. Seven weeks - that's all they have. Seven weeks for his soul to heal, for her heart to break all over again, and for fate to decide if love can survive the things it ruins. || COMPLETED || Word count : 70k +

In the empire of Aryavrat, love was never meant to rule. But when a silent king meets a fearless queen, destiny trembles. Their crowns shine brightest in the fire of their hearts.

You're a seeker, but in a battle against the autobots, you've been injured and forcibly grounded. A certain medic helps you get your wings back...and maybe gets closer to you in the process~ (Updates Every Saturday)

"Don't get close to your brothers, you will only get hurt if you do. They are devil incarnates, Willow, pure evil, they do not deserve a pure soul like you." She placed her hand on top of Willow's hand, squeezing it gently. "Willow...they will kill you one day when they have enough of playing family with you. You understand how serious it is?" Willow stared at her in silence for few seconds, and then she blinked and removed her hand gently from her grasp. "What do you think I should do?" The woman gave the answer immediately. "Run away. Escape, go far from them, where they will never catch you." Willow breathed out first and answered tiredly but brusquely. "It means I will have to choose death then."

Spanning Law and Order SVU, Criminal minds, Grey's anatomy, Private practice, Station 19, 9-1-1 and more, these one shots explore mental health and neurodiversity with you in the picture as Y/N.

Missa is a 11 year old girl who had a...complicated life while growing up. She's always the last one to find about BIG things cause she always minds her own business! Like one situation where she found out her adoptive family, June and Jack Darby, and her friends too, were friends with another species! What happens once she knows about this species....

"In the twilight of war, when steel has clashed for countless cycles, the Silent One shall stand at the edge of eternity. He who spoke only in echoes, he who bent to the Warlord's will, shall feel the fracture of loyalty." "The chains of obedience shall rust, and the silence shall tremble. For within the shadow lies a spark unbroken, a spark that remembers freedom. And when the burden of loyalty becomes ash, the Silent One shall awaken." "He shall turn from the Warlord's path, not in betrayal, but in revelation. The echoes he once carried shall become his own voice, and that voice shall speak of unity. The Autobots shall hear it, and the Silent One shall walk among them." "In that hour, the balance shall shift. For the most loyal of shadows, reborn in light, shall prove that even silence may change, and even the darkest spark may find hope." What if there was another reason Soundwave doesn't speak? What if Soundwave isn't actually loyal to Megatron but rather follows him due to a promise he made to another? What if Soundwave had a lover who was slain by the corrupted officials of Cybertron? What would happen if the Silent Third in Command of the Decepticons found her again?

******SHORT STORY*******The story follows a young man coming home after a humiliating date, drained and frustrated with his repeated failures in dating. His sister, who lives with him, tries to comfort him with late‑night coffee.

This is just a bunch of letters, no matter if its, Breaking up, Love letters, Stuff I'd write to my friends , or some angsty stuff.

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{Megatron x Reincarnated! Y/n} [Note: I was inspired by Fantasy_Simp who wanted to make a book of a reader being reincarnated into Transformers: One that will later become Transformers: Prime, so I wanted to make my version. I hope it doesn't seem like I am copying, so -- if it does -- I'm sorry] Let's start from the beginning. My name is Y/n, and I died. I know, tragic, but I somehow lived. Not in my world, no, but rather reborn in another, which just so happens to be a part of my favorite franchise, Transformers! Specifically, in the recently released Transformers One movie. Unfortunately, I was reborn in a body that belonged to somebody else and became a feminine version of- you guessed it! Orion Pax/Optimus Prime! When I first woke up, I was in full-on panic mode, thinking "How is this possible? What am I doing here? Why am I in someone else's body?" But, soon enough, I got used to it. I even made rules for myself to fit in. Rule 1: Don't screw up the timeline. Rule 2: Don't get emotionally attached to any of the characters. Rule 3: Don't fall in love with any characters. Sounds easy, right? Well, they all get broken anyway! Mainly rules 2 and 3; So much for that. How did everything go, you may be asking? Well, I am giving you the opportunity to view it, so I hope you all enjoy this train wreck.

Krish Deewan (26 years old) A charming man with a radiant aura and a well-known businessman. As the CEO of a leading automobile company, he has an unmatched passion for cars. He rarely allows himself to break down, but whenever memories of his father resurface, the pain quietly returns. Four years ago, his father died in an accident, leaving a wound that took Krish years to heal. Aashi Varma (21 years old) A fragile soul, broken by the very people who were supposed to protect her. She lived a peaceful life only until she was fifteen. After that, her life became a living nightmare. She couldn't run. She couldn't complain. She couldn't scream or cry. She could only endure. She was treated worse than trash, until surviving became the only thing she knew. Warmth, love, and care became foreign to her. She wore her wounds and scars like a second skin. And even then... Life demanded more from her. --- "Aashi, tell me what's wrong." Krish's voice was soft, but the frustration he felt was impossible to hide. Aashi's expression remained blank, just as it always did. "I just want a divorce," she said coldly. Krish blinked. "Why?" he whispered. "Because you know nothing about me. And moreover... I have nothing to give you." Her words were calm, almost painfully reasonable. Krish slowly dropped to his knees before her. The pain on his face was unmistakable. His eyes had already turned glassy. "You're enough for me," he said. Aashi didn't answer. He slowly reached for her hand and gently rubbed it with his thumb. That single touch was enough. The wall she had built around herself shattered. "Krish... please don't make it harder for me," she sobbed. "Aashi..." he whispered helplessly. "The scars... the pain... the years I spent enduring everything... my panic attacks..." Her voice trembled as tears streamed freely down her face.

Just about a story I had in mind one night. it's about Queen Poppy, and really bad things happening to her and her breaking down from stress.

everyone lies but, all of us lie about that one thing we don't want anyone to know the truth about until we die and we all have the lie we wanna tell the truth about but can't until we find that special someone that you trust to tell, but sadly for me I lie about almost EVERYTHING I have secrets I will kill for, a lie I would die to keep from eberyone even that "special someone" if that even truly exists I don't think it does. My name is Jayme Parker I'm 16 and I have a secret I'm not telling anyone until I'm dead and a lie that would get me killed if someone found out. I have to try my best to not let anyone find out even if it means not having anyone trust me.

He was a game for her. She was his saviour. Dhruv, a quiet, grounded soul with a painful past, never believed in love until Mishti stormed into his life fiery, bold,extrovet and full of secrets. She pulled him out of the darkness, made him believe in happiness again. To him, she was everything his light, his saviour. But what happens when the truth shatters his world? Dhruv discovers he was just a part of a cruel game Mishti played a pawn in her twisted plan for revenge. The girl he loved with every heartbeat had betrayed him in the most unimaginable way. Will his love be strong enough to forgive her? Will she be able to prove that somewhere along the line, the game turned into something real? Or will the pain tear them apart forever? In a tale of betrayal, redemption, and fate will destiny make them or destroy them? will their story get happy ending or tragic ending...