Dissorder Stories

•ouch, i lost myself again lost myself and i am nowhere to be found• [Volturi Kings] [Trigger Warning Inside] [New Moon - Post Twilight] [Cover by: @kylie2304 ] [SLOW UPDATES]

A small gang from New York, known as the Outcasts, maintains rule over the streets of Brooklyn, creating trouble and having fun like the children they are. However, when a stranger appears in their home seeking refuge, what will they do? Meanwhile, Delta, one of the AU guardians, stumbles upon a strange crack in the ground. But what happens when the mysterious crack begins sucking everything in like a black hole? And what happens when Delta gets sucked in? (Nothing except for the plot, who I kind of made Delta to be, and the Outcasts as a group belong to me - credit to the actual creators of any Sanses I use here. The Outcast gang itself is highly inspired by Newsies and The Outsiders.)

He pinned me to the wall, anger radiating off him in waves as he pressed himself impossible close, his hot breath fanning my neck with the heat of his fury. I gritted my teeth, my anger bubbling to the surface at being manhandled, pinned, defenseless "get off m-" "You don't get to have your way today" He practically growled, cutting me off. "How does it feel to be treated unfairly for once, how does it feel to be on the receiving end of someone else's mercy" I glowered at him "I said get off me, you piece of shit" "why should I" he rumbled lowly "when your victims, which are all weaker than you by the way, tell you to stop you don't, why should I afford you that mercy?" "Then don't" I seethed, clamping my feet down hard onto his shoe, he jumped back with a startled hiss and I used that opportunity to swing my fist at him, causing him to completely release his hold on me, freeing me from his grip as he stepped back swiftly to avoid my attack which had been reared right at his head. I stepped up towards him confidently "lets do this shall we, I don't give a shit about talking to you anyway, if you wanna talk lets do it with your fists" A wide confident smirk spread across his disgustingly attractive face before he chuckled, "I have no interest in fighting someone injured" I smirked "afraid you'd lose" "No" he rebutted, snickering "I'm afraid to be the one to ruin the one good shoulder you have" My smile dropped instantly, being replace with a deep dark glower. We'll see about that ............ AND THE JOURNY CONTINUES, HAVE FUN READING This is gay meaning boy on boy, men on men romantic relationships, if that's not your thing look else where, if you are curious feel free to read, just be kind. And as always, take it easy on yourself, whatever good hobby of interest you have, something that makes you feel joyful here and now, do it for you Copyrighted Material. All Right Reserved

A persona is a mask many people wear to adapt to social situation, sadly for most the world forces them to put one on. Even worse sometimes those mask become your face. But what happens when it's too much , what happens when the world takes too much. Simple......you take back what the world stole.

When Mika, an independent artist, decided to move to an unfamiliar city to start anew at a senior's art gallery, he had two choices: drain all his savings for a decent apartment downtown or save money by staying at a family-owned share house at the suburbs. He chose the latter. Living in the suburbs had their perks--quieter nights, friendlier neighbors, and a sense of calm that's almost too perfect. He even met Torren, the sweet son of the homeowner, and he can't help but feel drawn to the boy's dangerous charms. Everything seems to be falling into place. That is until Mika begins to realize that the good boy Torren might not be as "cute" as he appears to be.

4 college students: Kael, Vin, Princess, and Asmodeus, get roomed together. All 4 with distinct personalities, different styles, and all with different issues. All 4 are struggling with their own problems. (This is an original story and not fanfiction. All of these characters are my original characters.) This story will contain sensitive topics! • no smut • all warnings will be stated before the sensitive topic occurs. • WARNING ⚠️ This is my first fanfiction so it may be- um- let's say interesting. (Hiatus atm? Idk I might never come back to this story.)

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After a rough start to make friends, Lorenzo Berkshire finally lands himself in a group of boys he can call his brothers, but he still feels as though he is missing something. That something is Elara Wilder, who for the longest time has been able to make friends with the snap of her fingers, but it wasn't as easy for her to maintain those friendships. Neither of them have had someone to lean on for as long as they've needed it, until now. Overcoming trauma together, finding themselves and having a spark neither can deny, it's Berkshire and Wilder.

Grace, a nineteen years old is dead. At least that's what she believes but what happens when fate decides to play with her. Instead of being dead she starts to see her family members, it gets weird when some of them start to notice her.... is it a curse or something else?

I will write one-shots of Huskerdust whenever I feel like it. These stories will contain fluff, smut, some angst, and more. This is mostly one big story with and average of 1450 words. I promise to try not to make theses stories sound cringey af

she's been drawing the same shape on my stomach for the past hour. "What are you drawing?" I ask softly as I gently smoothing her hair back. She looks up at me with tired, blue eyes, and whispers, "Camelopardalis." Her voice is quiet, almost fragile, the way you get when you've crying for hours. I don't ask why she was upset last night, why she came to my house crying in the middle of the night. "Camelo-what?" I repeat, raising an eyebrow. She lifts her head from my chest, nodding slightly. "It's a constellation," she says softly, "also known as the giraffe." A faint smile touches her lips, and she laughs quietly. That laugh-soft and genuine. "Will you show me one day?" I ask, gazing into her sad but beautiful blue eyes. She settles back against me, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe," she shrugs. - - - 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐂𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑-everyone calls him RJ-is the school's golden boy: star football player, Mr. #10, tall, athletic, blond, privileged. He has it all, the perfect life-except one thing: he needs to pass physics if he wants to keep playing. No matter how many tutors he's had or how hard he's tried, he's still failing. The fear of losing everything haunts him. The fear of being left behind. 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 is the smartest young physicist you'll ever meet-quiet, reserved, and independent. She hates school, hates talking to people, and avoids anything that feels remotely social. She only two friends, who drag her along everywhere, but she's largely kept herself at arm's length from the world. Changing everything about herself so she can't remember something-someone who haunts her.

completed november 2015 ☼ (( "harry has schizophrenia and it's getting worse." mum explained to the doctor. i screamed. )) my first fanfic & is pretty terrible oops. [ larry stylinson ]

A side story from the work "Bite Back" from Bellamy's perspective, taking place between chapters 49-52. It follows what happens after Bellamy follows Valentina to the kitchen to get the "chocolate milk powder" and continues through to what happens after Bellamy and Bennet make up.

Lily is a six year old girl that has been diagnosed with ADHD. She doesn't mean to lose control but sometimes she just runs around and jumps on things, and acts hyper. Her parents, Eliza and Tim, are still trying to find something to help her. Meanwhile Lily's friend, Piper, is trying to find a way to help her deal with the kids who have been bullying her.

Carrie-Anne is a special toddler that has spinal muscular disorder, and she gets disowned by her birth parents. One day one direction come to her rescue and rescues her and cares for her. In the end will they be a family or not read to find out

A collection of poems from yours truly.

The Overlap: An Anthology of Twisted Realities is a collection of unsettling, intimate stories where ordinary life fractures at the edges. The stories share a thematic spine: the uncanny hiding inside the everyday, the way reality can warp without warning, and the quiet horror of being the only one who notices.

When your own head is your worst enemy, is your life still worth living? 16 year old Camille Stuart suffers from agoraphobia. Even though she got better, her illness seems to take over her life again. Will she be able to gather enough strength and fight once again, or will she let her disorder ruin herself and her life? And what role does Dylan Cavanaugh, the towns bad boy, play?

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III is a young 15 year old prince. Jackson Overland Frost is a young 17 year old servant boy. Prince Hiccup has a "small" problem. Warnings: None

Just me talking about my ED experience. Nothing too special. TW: calories weight