Истории Oddcore

►─═ //TW: ═─◄ Blood, Gore, Hallucinations, Rats, Liminal spaces & other Weirdcore stuff. ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ 𝐹aint is about a character who's whole word changes after they go unconscious. Between bleeding spoons, rat cafes, Organ shops, and flying salad, Their dorm building starts to become less and less of a desired destination. ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ ►─═ Disclaimer: ═─◄ Cover art, Chapter pictures and other art are NOT MINE. (I looked for the artist of the cover image, But I could not find them.) ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ஜ۩۞۩ ►─═ Inspiration: ═─◄ 'The amazing digital circus', BENOFTHEWEEK's book, 'The hollow', 'Don't hug me I'm scared', 'Slumberland', And my fever dreams.

⚠️TW⚠️ -blood -violence -uh dead bodies -gore -eyeballs lol -murder -suicide -suicidal images -knives -guns -liminal space -dream-like imagery .•This will probably get deleted•. •.These pictures are not mine.• #weirdcore #tw #weird #weirdstuff #odd #oddthings #oddcore

A world of shadows and silence. Gloomy colors of tan, black, grey, and ghostly white paint the streets and dark alleyways. This is the afterlife, where a lost soul is sent to reflect until summoned to be reborn or completely obliterated. Just like this place, the creatures are gloomy. People aren't people. They are black shadow ghosts. They float aimlessly throughout the dark streets, their white orbs for eyes carrying a certain lost sadness as they do so. People would argue that everyone here deserves to be here, and that's it's only right that THIS is their afterlife. Well, here's the thing... I was never MEANT to be here... In my past life, a witch cursed me. She stole my afterlife so that I may be cursed to go here to face an emptiness she has felt... As a lost soul, will I be able to remember my name and find my voice again? Will I be able to be reborn and live out my destiny in my next life without interference? I can only try to break through the darkness that is this world... A world where Every Soul Whispers

Content warning, these stories could trigger derealization. Read with caution. All of these are written by SyaNide Studios, DO NOT REUPLOAD MY WORK. All of these stories are fiction.

I made this because I don't really have a place to put them other than here. sometimes will include some triggering cores eg; Weirdcore, Oddcore, Dreamcore etc.. I'll @ the person the gift is for so they know it's for them! all other fanarts I've posted on my other stories will stay there. I'll also post random Splatoon OCs I make currently taking commissions but other than the occasional post on this story it is mainly gonna be empty <3 kapi26 is a very poggers channel

a weirdcore story I made bc I can never find story's like this. I guess language warning.<3 anyway enjoy :D !TW! Dreamlization, blood, sharp objects!! You wake up in a unknown place with unknown people. You have forgotten you old life but you know you don't belong here. This story is still very unfinished :)

🩰 discontinued 2023 - 2023 Oct mhmhm greetings, my loyal subjects here i offer you • creepycute shit • lots and lots of pink • gore (yes. gore. like guts spilling shit.) • cringe shit • some fanarts if i feel like drawing it {Note} i draw some gorey stuff sometimes, you're warned so look at your own risk

short, nonsensical, and not much of a story

this is a lifestyle book for [weirdcore] because i think of it as more than an "aesthetic" ®All rights reserved or whatever 丂ㄖ 卄卂ᐯ乇 卂 Ꮆㄖㄖᗪ ㄒ丨爪乇

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Ray, God of the Sun, who is cold-hearted and very stoic, whilst his twin brother Zenaku, the god of storms, is very flirty and kind-hearted. But when the two brothers meet Minako, the moon Goddess. Guardian of dreams and stars, what happens if they all have a love triangle? Will Minako choose one? Or maybe both. YES or NO? [Please read my cringy ass book. I'm desperate] ☠️☠️☠️

Every once in a while, something strange would happen to our confusing world. The sky, the grass, the houses, everything would turn into something unrecognizable and slowly fade away, leaving nothing and taking whatever was left with it into the nothingness... Just for colors and shapes to appear, forming the landscape again, completely new. It was called "resetting". You could tell when the reset would happen by just looking at everything around you. The scenery would become rather confused with itself, not knowing whenever it wants to be blocky, blurry or vibrant. The houses, for example, would be completely square, missing the triangle on the top, the hills would be even more slippery than ever and the grass couldn't decide what shade of green it's supposed to be. When someone noticed such things occurring, they would tell everyone about it, and soon everyone would be moving to a place called "the Closet". For some reason, this place was never influenced by the reset. It was dark, dirty and small, but everyone hid there anyway. Otherwise, they would fade away just like the world. Sadly enough, the things that moved and lived never survived the reset. They would simply disappear instead. ZAX, a little, strange kid, while hiding inside the Closet, notices that one if its friends isn't here. It decides to search for her and save her before it's too late. Will it succeed?

A compilation of 150-ish word stories about feeling out of place.

i just dump my weirdcore/traumacore photos here :) njoy

In the outskirts of town lies an abandoned shopping mall, a haunting place where a group of strangers becomes ensnared within an ethereal and ageless abyss, blurring the line between past and present. As they traverse the desolate corridors and faded storefronts, their own memories become a labyrinth of unsettling revelations, unravelling the enigmatic truths that lie at the core of their perception of reality. Assisted by Chat GPT :)

Be careful while reading this. Please.

My new life is a first person telling about a girl called Brea, who lives a mediocre life until one day things change. (Note this story may have graphic scenes now and then to help with the Weirdcore atmosphere)

rose had an abusive family, so she ran away. she found herself inside a reality that isn't very real. tw: abuse, self harm, derealization