Derealization Stories

halley was no stranger to being kicked out of one house to another before finding herself in an orphanage. everyday was different for her, she hated change. halley also loved billie eilish. she felt such a deep connection with her, not just billie herself but all her music especially her lyrics. whenever halley listened to billie, all her worries would go away, she was at peace. what happens when she finally meets billie and reveals how her life truly is?

.✦| In which, a exhausted office worker finds themself in the realm of Forsaken mistaken as a nosy entity by the Spectre. How will this affect the rounds? Will the Spectre catch on to their little game of pretend? ·········──── ฅ the cover for this book is not mine ฅ This story may be ooc and not the best writing. I'm writing this for fun and since I felt inspired by a lot of stories I read, I created this one since I didn't read one yet with this concept. ฅ m/c will have they/them pronouns and no-romance whatsoever

Imported from AO3 Just straight up Duri angst because there's very little of it and I hate that there's very little 😵 . . . . . . . TW: DEREALIZATION, IMPLIED SELF-HARM BUT NOT DIRECTLY SELF-HARM, IMPLIED SUICIDAL THOUGHTS

Welcome to the Dreamcore! This is a story about Y/N and their friends! {This is meant to be relaxing and clam you down.} {!!This story may not be relaxing/comforting to certain viewers, and could be viewed as unsettling!!} {!!This story may contain sensitive topics!! Please note that more warnings may be added throughout the development of the story. Warnings are below: !WARNINGS!: ⚠Derealization⚠ ⚠Eye Contact⚠ ⚠Anxiety⚠ ⚠ANGST (?)⚠ ⚠Blunt Force Head Trauma⚠

A Madness Combat Fan-Fiction. [ idea born on madness day lol ]

The best way I could think of to describe feeling disconnected from reality and overwhelmed by the intensity of it all.

The Antarctic Empire has been a place of peace for many years, yet It is ruled by a broken family. When the eldest Brother, Techno, ran away from home it caused their family to crumble. Tommy, although he has never met his eldest brother, is still determined to find him and repair his family.

a short rant about derealization

"I watched my mother destroy herself, and now I watch as i slowly do the same. The sins have been done and cold blood stains my hands, where do I go now?" An experiment of a story on my part, tags and description may change up a bit till I get a solid sense of the plot. Tags will update with story

Some poetry I write to vent. I originally made this for me, but if you like it that's cool too.

Ten young adults got trapped in a comfortable hell with no pain and no escape, what could go right? or an attempt at serving romantic (?), angsty multi-pov, omegaverse, kidnapped fic in the middle of the pandemic no one asked for. Brought to you by my hyperfixation and boredom in the middle of a pandemic. pan·a·cea n. a remedy for all ills or difficulties New chapters every week, 4k words per chapter, enjoy

What would you do, if one day you were an undergraduate, curious and passionate, and the next, a shell, shocked and quiet? What would you do, if one day you were laughing, and the next your tears wouldn't stop falling? What would you do, if one day your future was as certain as certain could be, and the next you felt like you were losing your sanity? This happened to Yuka, on the night of Tuesday November 17th. Her answer? Lying. To the world, to herself, to anyone watching. She'd do anything not to be called crazy. But how long could she pretend fiction was reality? Not long enough, it seemed, for if things hadn't turned out the way she'd hoped on that Tuesday November 17th, they weren't about to start now... Trigger warning: some readers might find some of the content or subjects mentioned in this book disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.

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Rough draft of a story I have been thinking of for a while. This is not a real su1ci1d3 book. Would appreciate constructive criticism.

What is real, and what is sleep? In this dreary atmosphere, only one sole thing can disturb George's comfortable comatose.

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⚠derealisation⚠ You have just went to check on your mother, only to find out, she is not there. Instead, a large black creature.You wake up in a maze of endless hallways....Will you ever get out?

Collection of thoughts I never meant to say out loud-but I did. These poems are about feeling too much, saying too little, and trying to make sense of this weird, beautiful mess called being human. It's about being different, being alone, and finally, being real..

Just some good old fashion poems for expression. This is rather personal but, I hope you guys like it. Poetry taking from life events.