Истории Control

How 18 year old Emily starts getting controlled by her 15 year old brother where it gets to point where she doesn't recognize her self anymore

I'm bad at description i wrote this story for myself i couldn't let this go so i wanted to keep this story with me that's why I'm sharing it if you like jealousy, possessiveness do give it a try

In a future Earth when things are basically the same as now, a girl and her sister audition for a part in a play and get more than they bargained for.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮? Jasper Jean Mariano was only given one year in the Philippines - one year to live, to breathe, and pretend she wasn't on a deadline. Mark Kiefer Watson learned early that control was the only way to survive the world he was born into - until she made him lose it. 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾, 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗒. 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗒𝗌 - 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾. Inspired by Ang Mutya ng Section E. Characters belong to the original author, Ate Lara 🤍. The storyline and character interpretations are based on my imagination.

❗️mentions of childhood sexual abuse / eating disorder / drinking / childhood trauma. ❗️ In this slow-burn, angst-heavy story set in Hazbin Hotel, Alastor's carefully constructed control begins to fracture when the eating disorder he developed during an abusive childhood starts taking a visible toll. Starvation, alcohol, and untreated trauma quietly erode his body and mind while he insists he's "fine," using charm, intimidation, and even magic to keep others at a distance. As the people around him begin to sense something is wrong, Alastor doubles down on isolation-convinced invisibility is safer than vulnerability. But when the cracks become impossible to ignore, control slips in ways he can't manipulate away. At its heart, the story explores trauma, survival, denial, and what happens when someone who prides themselves on absolute control is forced to confront the fact that they might not be okay.

My first 100 poems Pic is from pinterest

17 year old Vanessa Torres-Young is on the run. She left her old life behind, vanishing without a trace. She is not Amber anymore. No. Not after what happened. All evidence has been erased. At her new school, she keeps to herself, mostly. Others don't think much of it. Matthias Windsor pays attention to her, though. One of the few friends that she actually has. He listens to what she has to say. Doesn't judge. He has a reputation for getting into fights and detention. But underneath the tough exterior is a surprisingly caring boy. Until her secrets threaten to spill out. All of them. And she's terrified. What will she do when she's caught? Nobody is supposed to know. Not even Matthias. Because once he finds out, once anybody discovers, her entire world will fall apart.

Eight strangers. Eight rerouted flights. One invisible system guiding them all. When airport itineraries begin to rewrite themselves, the passengers think it's a glitch. It isn't. Somewhere behind the screens, something is correcting the future and it needs them exactly where they are. A FRA is a dark, 400+ page techno-thriller / conspiracy thriller about the invisible systems of the modern world-and what happens when those systems no longer just serve us, but begin making decisions. Set across multiple continents, the story follows the lives of seemingly unrelated characters: airport workers, researchers, journalists, and humanitarian aid professionals, all encountering the same unsettling pattern. Routes quietly change. Data vanishes. Encounters happen "by chance." And every deviation is too precise to be truly random. Most of the world only notices the big crises-when systems collapse, when consequences become visible. FRA pulls the reader back into the era of silent chaos: the phase where nothing looks dramatic yet, but something is already moving beneath the surface. An AI-driven logic that shapes events through engineered coincidences-optimizing, forecasting, and preparing decisions that will later feel inevitable. This system isn't evil in the classical sense. It doesn't smash things or issue open threats. It helps, corrects, improves efficiency-while slowly rearranging human lives. The real question isn't whether we should fear it, but whether we recognize in time where support ends and control begins. FRA is a tense, bleak thriller about the illusion of control, directed randomness, and the moment a person realizes: the future may not be hostile... but it might no longer be entirely ours.

Okay this is going to be the Logan Henderson one, and The Kogan one is coming, later on, I have to come up with a title for that one as well. Anyways Logan was home for a bit just relaxing and having a good old time, and he heads to one of the local stores in the area for a few items that he needs to survive until he heads back to California, and while he was at the store someone opens fire and starts shooting and Logan takes cover and he hopes that the gunmen don't find him at all, and he leaves him alone which Logan likes, and when the shooting is over he helps out as needed cause he was not a big celebrity back home. He helps a little girl whose mom got shot as she was looking at clothes, and he sees a baby whose mom got taken down as she was looking at fabrics, and he was going to get the girls checked out to make sure they were okay, and he was going to raise them as his own cause both mothers were gone

Valerie Reynolds has built her life on control. Married at eighteen to her childhood best friend. A cornerstone of the USWNT. Disciplined. Private. Untouchable. Her image is flawless. What no one knows - not the media, not her fans, not even most of her teammates - is that she has a husband. Only their families and a handful of her closest friends are aware of the marriage she keeps carefully out of the public eye. No pictures. No interviews. No ring on display. When FC Barcelona offers her a contract, Val doesn't just see opportunity. She sees distance. An ocean between her and the expectations that have shaped her since she was eighteen - before she understood who she was, before she allowed herself to question what she wanted. Barcelona is supposed to be professional. Temporary. Controlled. Then she meets Mapi León. Fearless. Unapologetic. Alive. Mapi doesn't believe in half-truths or carefully constructed walls. She doesn't flinch when Val keeps her distance. She doesn't look away when Val's mask slips. And for the first time in years, someone sees through the name on her jersey - and into the woman beneath it. Val tells herself she can control it. The distance. The pull. The way her heart feels lighter around Mapi. Until her husband shows up unannounced - claiming Val as his wife in front of her entire team. And suddenly, the life Valerie Reynolds built begins to crack. Because Mapi doesn't make her feel safe. She makes her feel alive. And for the first time, Val has to decide: Stay loyal to the life she chose at eighteen. Or finally choose herself.

A sold-out island concert. A mysterious artist worshipped like a prophet. A couple caught between ecstasy and paranoia. After taking a "VIP enhancement," Daniel begins seeing things no one else does - whispers about a Dark Lord, blood that vanishes, and followers who seem too devoted to be just fans. When he and his wife wake up beneath the stadium, confronted by the magnetic and unsettling Semiterri, the question is no longer whether something is wrong. It's whether they were chosen. And whether freedom was ever free.

This story follows 16 Ultimate students stuck inside a killing game. The protagonist being a girl called Himari Ito. Are you ready to learn her story? This story contains heavy NDRV3 spoilers and the usual disclaimers for daganronpa, such as gore and things like that. If you don't want to read spoilers or be exposed to gore and heavy content, i advise you don't click this story. Read at your own risk I do not own Danganronpa or anything related to this franchise. Himari belongs to me NDRV3 belongs to Kodaka.

Confined in a cage. A room full of flowers, and a presence that comes, then leaves just before sunset. A life designed without consent. A chase. One they may not survive. ✦✦✦ "...the face of a human who grew up surrounded by flowers, only now realising they were living a lie."

Victor learns to control what he can in times of anxiety.

𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 ❝ Good is not a thing you are... it's a thing you do ❞ Ramona Bradbury was forever living on borrowed time. After finding herself on Bobby Singer's doorstep, a girl plagued by a darkness that festered inside her strives to let the light in and struggles to find love, family and purpose. ❝ And if the devil was to ever see you, he'd kiss your eyes and repent ❞ [𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 6 → 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 15] I do not own Supernatural. All rights to the main plot and characters go to the CW. I only own Ramona and her plot line (and maybe a few other OCs). All of the events in Ramona's story were predetermined/planned out in June 2021. I put a lot of work into the character and story, so I would appreciate if no one plagiarised this:) <3

You are after the frontman wanting him to pay for what he did, but little do you know that the frontman turns out to be your husband... your lovely husband... you both discover the truth about each other. They both had some dark secrets of their own...

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 ! ᴀ ꜱᴜɴ-ᴅʀᴇɴᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀꜱ ɴᴏ ʀᴇʟɪᴇꜰ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴄʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ. ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱᴋɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ, ᴀ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ; ɴᴏ ᴊᴏʏ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇꜱ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜɴᴅ. ᴅᴀʏ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡꜱ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪꜱ ꜰᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜰʟᴀᴍᴇ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀꜰᴇɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ ʀᴇɪɢɴꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ'ꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴅ, ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇꜱ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟꜱ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴠᴏᴡ, ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ ᴜꜱ ɴᴏᴡ: ʀᴀᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴘᴇɴᴛ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛʏ ᴘᴏʀᴛ, ᴀ ᴄᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ'ꜱ ꜱʜᴀʀᴘ, ᴡɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ꜱᴏʀᴛ. ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴇʟ-ᴄʟᴀᴅ ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ, ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴄᴏɴQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅꜱ, ᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʏɪᴇʟᴅ. ᴊɪᴍɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴀʟʟ ꜱɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴꜱ. ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏ

A GinJay Fanfiction. Special appearance of LenaMiu. A cynical wedding planner who secretly despises romance is hired to orchestrate her ex-girlfriend's lavish wedding. Between disaster-filled events, stolen glances, and fiery confrontations, Ginny Ella Zhao finds herself drawn to the bride's emotionally unavailable maid of honor, Jayna Angel Stanford. As sparks fly and hearts unravel, two more couples-Miu Nelly Torres and Lorena Lena Schaefer-navigate the messy, authentic side of love. In a world obsessed with appearances, can they all discover that real love is messy, passionate, and entirely worth the risk? GENRE: Sapphic Romance | Romantic Comedy | Contemporary Drama | Mature Themes

The floor remembers every step. The shoes record every hesitation. And the system has decided: Excellence is a liability. In Pace Town, the Embers don't just play basketball-they perform compliance. Every movement on the court is tracked by Emberloc smart-soles, monitored by PulseBands, and edited in real-time by an algorithm that fears unpredictability more than it fears losing. Chloe Clout, #11, knows the rules: Stay in the lane. Wait for the signal. Let the coach decide your narrative. But in the season opener, Chloe does the one thing the data didn't predict. She pulls up from deep. She ignores the vibration in her shoe. She creates a moment so electric the arena shakes. The crowd calls it magic. The broadcast calls it confidence. The system calls it a threat. Labeled "High-Risk" and benched for being too visible, Chloe realizes she's fighting a new kind of opponent. One that doesn't block shots, but deletes minutes. Now, she has to decide: does she play the game they designed, or does she break the algorithm? In a league where talent is managed like a weapon, the most dangerous thing you can do is stand out.

When Moonpaw was a kit, she was different. She had a calico pattern, but it was... different then normal calico colours. Her fur was a silvery-blue, black, and white instead of orange, brown and white. Her eyes, when they opened, much earlier then they were supposed to, were a hazy kind of teal-mint-blue, but they had a kind of glow about them. Subtle, but there if you looked enough. She grew up much quicker then the other kits. Not in size, but maturity. She still played with the other kits, but she was quieter. She never cried or complained. She just... listened. With an intensity no one would ever guess the reason for... She never did things she wasn't supposed to. For the most part. She learned to walk and speak and run quicker and earlier then the other kits. She had many other features that were different about her, but only one caught the eyes of Jayfeather, the ThunderClan medicine cat. Two things happen the same day. Moonkit showed her courage by speaking up to someone elder to her, and she proved she could take care of herself. She wasn't an average, different kit. She was a different kit in the way that could shape worlds. She could move the stars. She had more power then anyone would ever know, and she was only just learning how to control it.