Hairpulling Stories

Eight girls decide to participate in a reality show that consist of a luxury house where the girls are going to fight for internet relevance and fame. (Inspired by the Bag Girls Club reality show - with different characters ofc). Note: expect mature content and sensible themes, also there's going to be a lot of trash talking.

After chatting with Aether and Sodo about Terzo's sexual interests, you decided to make you way to his office with coffee in hand, only when you made it down there you discover a more...interesting, unexpected scene. ONE SHOT

As a boy, the only thing the Weeping Monk wanted to do was to make his father proud. His father has high expectations that he can't reach but he'll try anyway. No matter what happens when he fails. A collection of one-shots and drabbles centered around the Weeping Monk from Netflix's Cursed.

its what the title says

Ever since Killua was young, his mother and father didn't get along. They would yell, and fight, and yell some more. He tried his best to shield Alluka from the worst of it, but that meant that he heard every word. While he was covering her ears, he listened as they shouted insults and sweared at each other. Is this what love is? Neither of them seemed happy at all, how could the other three just ignore all this? Piggy was playing on his computer usually, Kalluto liked to draw, and Illumi was always out doing work. One day when he was ten, he was sitting on the couch trying not to listen to his parents argue when he heard a crash. "THAT'S IT! I'M DONE. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BITCH!" he flinched, only to be dragged out of his seated position by his mother. She was crying and mad. "mother?" he said quietly. She glared at his father. "I'M TAKING HIM WITH ME!" he blinked up in confusion. Take me? where? The next thing he knew, he was sitting in a one room apartment with his mother. "love is pain sweetheart, always remember that" his mother said. Killua didn't understand what she meant at the time, he just nodded. "ok mother" and he gave her a hug, she seemed sad. How long will we be staying here?

In a Roma camp on the outskirts of Paris, a fiery young girl; tomboyish, manipulative and reckless in her ways, is hungry for a chance to prove herself to the world. After becoming embroiled in the underground scenes, she's in out of her depth whilst steadily rising up the ranks as a drug runner. Not to mention, her growing obsession with spying on a certain exotic male dancer...

talk of trichotillomania "why don't you just stop?" they say it's like my hands have a mind of they're own i pick and i pull because i simply cannot stop as the huge bald spots begin to form my hands will not stop my mind is racing my hands are shaking because my mind has tricked me into thinking i only have a certain amount of time to find the right strand of hair with the right texture or else my life will end. is what it seems like.

His sister's gentle voice of reasoning couldn't do anything for him. His frantic crying among the whistling of the tea kettle as he let out a desperate cry. He couldn't do this anymore. "I can't.. I can't do this.." He cried as he gripped onto the counter in order to hold himself upright. Thoughts swarming in his head and none of them could he comprehend. He shook his head, clutching his hair in a panicked state "I can't do this anymore! I hate it here! He reminds me of father! So disgusting! I hate it, I HATE IT FUYUMI! I HATE IT SO FUCKING MUCH!" "The fuck are you talking about? Icy hot?" ----- read the tags. this was suppose to be a one shot, but i got lazy. think of this as a short story actually.

Sasori x Deidara Mature Gay Warning! Most Likely are going to be mistakes Read at your own risk!!

I have read many stories about other Wattpad user's writing about their trich. I saw that writing about it helped them. One writer's story stuck out to me and inspired me to write about my own. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i love him so here's this

A group of friends wondering why the school changing their class and doesn't allow them to enter the class. Just planning to sneak into the class. What will happens? Read to found out :))

This was made at the request of our lord and savior @the.real..michael..afton on TikTok [] This is a huge pile of oneshots soooo pretend you never saw anyting!

pearl. just pearl. pearl is a fucked soul.

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Waring:sex kinks, lingerie kinks,daddy kinks, burning kinks, pulling hair,cussing (gotta love those) PART ONE❤️ (3 parts)

John was livid, stomping around the base and growling at anyone who got in the way. It was supposed to be an easy job. In and out, pick up a lap top, pay the guy leave. Tyler had taken Smitty for the tech support because Scotty was out of town. The time and place had been set up for a week. Tyler had even hooked Marksman in to sit up on a roof and just keep an eye on the area, as a just in case. Never hurts to have a sniper on duty during a drop. Tyler had called in 10 minutes ago. The drop had gone bad, people were dead, and they were on their way home.

where kitae is not an abusive, manipulative asshole and is only the harmless bully whose teasing turns jisoo on wrote this almost three years ago on ao3 and came back to it now