Distortion Stories

The world is surrounded by blue lights. No other color of illumination exists anymore. The lamps are blue, the sun is blue, the stars are all blue. Or actually, is that true? Maybe within the blue lights, another color of light exists. Our protagonist has to find that other light, in his broken world, fractured to events. He lives from moment to moment. From memory to memory. Thought to thought. All while surrounded by the quiet, death-like blue lights.

Life is hard for a child. Life is so new and they learning to understand it all. Now Elizabeth, nine, must learn a whole new world due to a global pandemic that breaks her world.

The beginning of a bigger story, a dream and a short story of an encounter with a scorched angel, the memory of her long forgotten.

This book is filled with a collection of poems I wrote based on my life as a teenager. All range and varieties of poems are to show that there are so may things, feelings, and situations in high school. It is sometime a chaos of mixed, jumbled mess that you cannot seem to get a grip on. The purpose of this book to reminisce all these crazy things. And, maybe, it would help other teenagers like me know that for all these things they are experiencing -- they are not alone

They think they know a few pop songs and so they think they know me. All my life. (Distortion) [Press the Button to Begin]

The protagonists discovers that the world is actually a much distorted and surreal place than it deems to be.

Reagan is about to turn 15, and she can't wait. In just a couple of days she will have the experience, a psychological examination that will determine what Capital she will stay for the rest of her life. But when Reagan and her friends are chosen for tribute, she will learn what INTER is really like.

In a world where monsters no longer hide, Rei survives by accident. Taken into the depths of a vast vampiric mansion, he becomes the unwilling blood-bound companion of Shiro-an ancient vampire whose presence lingers in every shadow, every corridor, every silence. Though no chains hold Rei in place, escape proves impossible. No matter where he goes, Shiro is always there-watching, waiting, protecting in ways that feel disturbingly intimate. Bound by a forgotten plea and a pact Rei cannot remember making, the line between captor and guardian begins to blur. As the mansion reveals its secrets and Rei's past slowly resurfaces, he must confront a terrifying truth: Some bonds are not forged by force... but by choice made in desperation. And some monsters don't haunt you from the dark- they walk beside you.

Everyone wants something in life,to feel loved,to achieve their dreams.I just want to feel something,to escape this numbness that follows me along.It's been like this for as long as I can remember,they tell me only me call pull myself out of all this.I don't know how to,I don't know how to ask for help,I don't know how to live.My only hope is also my destruction,my demons wage a war and win.I fade to defeat.

What? Who? Can't answer. Real? That, neither.

this is a practice thing- lowercase is on purpose- my character will probably get a persona causesksksks tw in chapters that need them- will be in third person- i havent met yusuke in p5royal i beat the game but got THE WORST ending- (where- !!!SPOILER ALERT!!! . . . -pancake boi shoots Ren/Akira/Joker in the head and you die-) . . . i warned you btw skskskskdhkdd this will probably be either a joker x oc fanfic or yusuke x oc fanfic cause both are just shdidbdkjfodjd ó////ò h a w t-

Adalira, the tavern wench, loves the legend of the Seven Keys. The Keys that would unlock the cursed king of Areid and the Keys that would release the witch Maeve from her imprisonment. But when those legends show themselves in a way all too real, Adalira is going to have to fight for her life to restore her kingdom to health. But what happens along the way? An adventure wouldn't be an adventure without evil, you know.

The Magnus Archives reader insert - You'd like to think you don't know why this is happening to you. You'd like to pretend that you don't recognize the Fears exactly for what they are. You'd like to say that you have any idea about how to go back, go back to your own life and back to living in a world where the Fears weren't something all too real and were only concepts in a bloody podcast. You want to go home. You don't want to live in this world where the Magnus Institute exists. You don't want to be here, amidst a world full of monsters that know you fear them. And that's the problem, isn't it? That they know. They know that you're afraid of them, because you know they're real. That's why they keep coming after you, because you knowing they're real makes them real. They know where you are, where you live, and how terrified you are. And one day, you'll run out of near misses and pay with your life. - Cover taken @aesthetics-hoard on tumblr Find me @Dodadae on AO3

Revert to a primal state. The world was a better place before we could think.

What could be hiding in the dark depths of the distortion?this comic shall explain my personal view upon Pokémon lore regarding the distortion, although none of them are canon i can assure you they are certainly quite interesting and food for thought.

A flash fiction about the distortion of reality. The mirror reflected an unusual sight.