Morute mga kuwento

:: 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 :: ||!𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋! || " 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂 " ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ 𝐱𝐱, 𝐫𝐢𝐫𝐢 ₊˚⊹ʚɞ ₊˚⊹

The story of me and Charles Lee Ray (Chucky) began with a terrifying, magnetic pull. I was drawn to his dangerous intensity-the kind of bad boy allure that felt thrillingly real and utterly consuming. He was charismatic, possessive, and his idea of love was less about partnership and more about absolute, chaotic obsession. For a while, I tried to keep up with the constant adrenaline, the violence, and the demands of his dark world. I felt like I was living on borrowed time, always dancing on the edge of a cliff, but I loved the raw, unfiltered way he looked at me. But eventually, the danger became too much. The possessiveness choked me, and I realized my life was becoming defined by his darkness and the endless string of murders. The break was brutal and necessary; I had to finally choose self-preservation over the thrill of his chaos. I ditched him, leaving a dramatic, bloody wake, and spent months trying to process the trauma of being loved by a killer. That's when Nica came into my life. She didn't try to fix me, but she understood the unique, bone-deep terror of being caught in Charles's orbit. Where Chucky was chaos, Nica was quiet strength and empathy. Our relationship was built on mutual understanding, shared trauma, and a gentle promise of safety. With Nica, I found a real connection-one that heals instead of harms. She is my safe harbor, proving that the deepest love isn't found in the flames of obsession, but in the quiet, steady strength of surviving together.

i collect bone fragments and organ residue of a doll that once was me, here is her story...

Rani dresses in the bright colors and frills of a gyaru, but their fascination with old literature and horror films on VHS veers into Gothic territory. That is them, the GYARUxGOTHIKA. But life wasn't all that glamorous for them-not even in school. They put smart answers for assignments on those nymph-ish films they hate getting compared to, or expose the lies of the 'romantic' vampire. Rani is but a purified daisy. They convince themselves all the while, so long as they can repress it under sugary prose. A little tortured girl-child were they, but not opposed to sex. They still crave it when they are loved one day, but for the right classy vampire... which seems all too rare.

The breakdown of a weird teenager who's just trying to survive

Just an online diary for me to type out how I feel. Typing is easier than writing when you spend eighty-five percent of your life on your phone.

you and your father move to Hollyburrow London after an incident in new york. but what you don't know is what you try to leave behind drags you to the future. you meet odd and particular people in Hollyburrow but they pay no level then the people in St heaven. the Catholic school and orphanage for said particular kids.

𝑰𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍. 𝑺𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝟏𝟗, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟏, 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆? 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕.

The ghosts of the girls who were left behind in the wilderness & Charlottes connection to each of them.

(TRIGGER WARNINGS: $H, SU!C!DE, G0R3 DESCRIPTIONS AS SUCH, TRAUMA, MIGHT DISTURB!!) so this is mainly just some lore plus some stories about a morute girl called "Dollette" the stories in this "book" id like to call it, is unofficial and and i might change this in future. i am hoping to become a story writer or a muscian which i know is unrelated but yk..also it isnt gonna be good as this is just a draft of my oc lore and i might make an official lore and story soon! enjoy if you dare to read !

A collection of stories from the town of Nevermore

𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮 ! 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓸!

A book that has themed things that makes ur account look aesthetic !

5 friends try to find the killer to the recent murders but they find things far more then expected

A girl wanders off into an abandoned daycare. She gets trapped inside and she realizes that this daycare is haunted. Other people are also in the daycare, trying to survive. Will they survive? Or will they be eaten by the inhuman entities?

"𝕯𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐; 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖗𝖞. 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖚𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖔, 𝕷𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊?" Abellona "Demise" Demetriou is a murderer. After slaughtering her husband and fleeing to escape the claws of guilt and punishment, she travels halfway across the world, changing her surname to Onasis, and accepting a position as a private governess at House Merikh, and tutoring their youngest daughter, Alys Merikh. Until, one evening, Alys brings a new doll to lecture. Only a fool could ever think they could truly escape their past. As the blood of her past crimes bubble to the surface, Abellona is faced with the decision to flee once again, or put her skills to use. One last time. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ

Emi wore bows ⋈ in her hair and ʙʀᴜɪsᴇs on her heart. To her family, she was a fragile doll-pretty, delicate and in need of protection. Her brothers would've burned down the world for her-𝒾𝒻 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 they knew what corner of it she vanished to when the stars came out ☾✧. Mr. Michio saw what they didn't-the 𝔯𝔬𝔱 beneath the ribbons, the fire that could be fed. He gave her secrets and sins, and a job no sweet girl should touch. He led her into a world of hidden motel rooms, dark-eyed men, and truths that stay buried as long as the blood dries quiet. Together, they twisted innocence into a weapon and disappearance into a game. But as the bodies pile up and the stars grow closer, so do her brothers-and the day they finally find out where she's been hiding might be the day she bleeds for the wrong side.

˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚Pictures arent mine˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

poems (if you can even call them that) or short stories that I think of & want to remember. Some of these chapters might allude to--or even directly address--mature/sensitive topics, and I will label them as such. i hope my writing finds you well.

✾ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆! ✾ Rape (Non Consentual sex) Age altercation. Forced Pregnancy. Heavy gore (Intense gore.) Substance abuse.