Hiddenthoughts Stories

[saiki kusuo x fem! psychic oc] Nothing more could pique the psychic's curiosity other than a girl who could overpower him. WARNING: Strong language, violence, cringe/corny scenes, and character slander Cover and fanarts by nehaiyatsu STATUS: Ongoing STARTED: 10-16-21 FINISHED: --

[Curry One-Shots 2: Saiki Kusuo x Fem! Psychic OC + Social Media AU] Where Saiki Kusuo and Maehara Airin, despite having hidden feelings for each other, unknowingly made each other jealous. STATUS: Completed STARTED: 05-22-26 FINISHED: 05-23-26

Here are some of my poems. I like writing dark poems and often more realistic stuff than clichè stuff. I hope you all can relate. I am also on Instagram. @_the_hidden_thoughts

Facts everyone knows deep inside but yet need to remind them time to time, to help them from themselves...

• P O E T R Y • All this time i believed For something to be healed, That maybe someday i can retrieve My old soul, buried deep. As my heart aches to be filled By someone maybe i could meet Bringing me something extraordinary exquisite I wont stop looking, with a wispher of hope to breathe I was waiting for new Because I thought that would suffice me being blue But nevertheless of who I'll be waiting just like how the sun sets too Maybe yes, i dont know you yet But let this poems linger with every steps; To the moon and stars as my witnesses The remaining glimpse of my soul will be hidden in this sentiments. Iska English and Filipino ✨ ᜉᜇᜌᜓᜈ᜔ 36 out of 100.

In 'Song Cry,' Shawn Carter raps that one cannot turn a bad girl good but once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever. Can't help but wonder. Question: Does this also hold some truth for the opposite gender?

Poetry

»To the misunderstood and the silent. The ones, who can't speak for themselves and who can't find the right words to do it. To the ones, who can't love or love too much and the shattered. To the ones, who stand up every day and face their demons and keep fighting a battle, without knowing if they are about to win or lose the war. To the strong, the weak, the broken, to everyone, who feels like they need it. It's for you.« » Loud Thoughts ll © poems by herzschreiben (don't copy without permission) used pictures do not belong to me I8.ll.2ol5- 2l.o4.2ol8

Why am I writing this? Maybe I am just bored. Maybe I just don't have anything better to do with my life. But that is not the case. I want you to know about lessons that I have learned throughout so far, the 17 years of my life. Now I know that is not very long. However, life is a blessing, and should not be taken for granted. I named this ¨Hidden Thoughts¨ because what you are about to read are the type of things that go through my mind, normally late at night because that is when I truly start to look back at my life/day. Some of you may be thinking the same things as me, you may not know it because typically not everyone likes to speak what is on their mind. This book is a collection of poetry/prose because I wanted it to be something that my fellow audience can just read in and out, no problem. The one thing I would like for you to gain from this is to start thinking more about your life, what you ́re grateful, what needs to change, and realize how me and you are not so different after all. Enjoy...

Here....... Here I write little pieces of of stories that come into my mind at the moment. Or about what I'm feeling. Or just because I got inspiration from a song I listened to recently. But here's just cute little moments, or emotional, or romantic moments. Or just random moments lol. Most are of couples and stuff. So yeah. Read if you want some feels and romantic fluff and stuffs. Yeah... Some poems? Hehe. (I know, I hate these too. But please don't steal a scene and incorporate it into one of your stories or whatever. I mean, it's just common courtesy really.)

I made this in order to express my feelings and as being deluded to my crush since I don't have the courage to tell her.

I know those are for painting...but words are arts of expressions...and I'm one of a heck frustrated with both...

Things that I've written over the years. I know it's complete trash, but you don't have to read it.

Arcane; Understood by few and Intended to be kept secret. Originally written by me... 😊😊😊 Hope you like it guys

Do you ever wonder where your mind goes? How you get to your mental state? She has... she always has. And she knows. How and why she's where she is but... this girl doesn't want to be fixed. She never did. Which is why she stays in her mind, to where her mind wonders. Will you? (Just So you guys know this story wont be in chronological order, those of you who know me, should know some of the order based off events that have happened in our lives, and you'll get a little insight to how I really felt)

"for all the things I cannot say, simply write and set them to flames. and maybe, just like those words staining the page, all your worries and all the problems will simply burn away" lemme explain a bit. I have a burn jar. what's a burn jar you ask? a glass jar that slowly gets filled up by ink stained paper that contains my emotions or unwanted voices. whenever it's filled, I take it outside and simply drop a few matches into it. the papers burn, along with all the emotions in it. it helps :) I'mma still burn pages but I'll record them here as well, sadly, I already burned a filled jar so I'mma just start from scratch. maybe, after a year or so I'll read over what and how much I wrote. and reflect on how I've changed or grown (for better or worse). maybe delete and start a new. who knows

Everyone has a part of themselves they keep hidden from others. They reveal more of themselves to some and less of themselves to others. If you think about it no one has ever shown their true self to anyone not even themselves. People will go on not knowing themselves not even in death. What's after death no one knows except the dead which can't tell us. The hidden part of them self is deep. Deeper will ever know.

When life deals you a wake up call hand, it is best to WAKE UP! These are the chronicles of the Chosen. A story about the path widely travelled and a destination rarely reached.