Perceptions قصص

Lin Zeyuan has seen emotions his entire life. Not in words. Not in expressions. But in colors. Joy glows gold. Anger burns crimson. Loneliness drifts in pale blue. To him, every human feeling paints the air like an invisible storm. What once seemed like a strange gift slowly became a burden, a world where no emotion can truly be hidden. Now a psychiatrist, Ze Yuan spends his days listening to people whose pain no one else can see. But understanding pain is not the same as healing it. When a patient's death shatters his belief in his own ability, Ze Yuan is forced to confront a truth he has tried to ignore his entire life: Even someone who sees every emotion.... cannot always save the person carrying it. And sometimes the most terrifying moment is not the chaos of color, but the silence that comes when the colors disappear. (@soulbridge). All rights reserved.

Castiel was schizophrenic. The Winchesters were not. Castiel wanted out. The Winchesters need out. Castiel was helpless. The Winchesters were not. Destiel

There are moments where everything could go differently. Most people call it chance. Iris calls it selection. She doesn't control reality. She chooses which version of it stays. At first, it's small, unnoticed, and harmless choices. Until the outcomes stop feeling random. Until people begin to notice the pattern. Until the versions that don't remain... start to matter. Between a best friend who understands her a little too well and a stranger who sees more than he should, Iris is forced to confront something she's avoided: Not every choice is neutral. And not every version of her deserves to exist. AI NOTE: I do not publish 100% raw AI material/output. I will add an AI note on books that have used AI-assisted narration. My stories were nonetheless developed from original ideas, characters, plot, and dialogue. AI tools were used to assist with descriptive language, scene expansion, and structural refinement. All final content was reviewed, edited, and shaped to reflect my own developing voice, intent, and storytelling style.

A short story I wrote for my English class that had to be about Power & Responsibility and also covered social injustice.

This is all about the things that my special friend told me from the first time we communicate on Messenger. These are just part of our convos. I just want to share how powerful his words are and how romantic he can be.

Wavy Visceral - 𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 ‎ ‎ ‎Having a wavy pattern related to deep feelings. Perchance, 'tis arduous or not. Sonder and Perspicacity of a human-being. ‎ ‎This is a book where I write my poems, thoughts, quotes, & perspectives. However, I'm glad and grateful for sharing this as I continue writing for more as I keep. ‎'Tis verily splended. My time is worth it. Aye, I shall conjure with new things in this world. Thou Valor is pleasantly heart. ‎ ‎As you can see, I'm using mere words sometimes archaic which is an old language of nobility (Medieval posh). ‎ ‎I'll make sure thee grasp the vocabulary I used in here. The aplomb that comest as we thinks aren't the same as ere. however, now let me share the perspective, quotes ,thoughts, & poems I've made. ‎ ‎Thou art not alone in this journey, and a brighter morrow doth await. ‎ ‎𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 - the writer but a normal human-being. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

If you want to know me, read between the lines. I'm in BETWEEN...

This is a memoir of the year I spent being a caretaker for a man who brain-damaged, severely autistic, and severely retarded, but who turned out to have some surprising talents.

Maybe it's not just about darkness - but about our fears.

I dive into my experience of social media. The allure, the addiction and alternatively; its capacity for goodness. A brief insight into social media as seen through the lens of a twenty-year-old whose adolescence was shaped and affected by the digital world we find ourselves amongst today.

A hair stylist gets two very different perspectives from two different clients on what happened during a Thanksgiving dinner. A fun story about attitudes, relationships, and newly discovered identities.

What is your perception of time ? What is time to you ? Does it cause you distress or does it alleviate your daily life ? Is it more than a tool to track our daily lives ? How can we have trouble defining time but track it effortlessly and constantly. If we had no sense of time, would it exist ? Would you exist ? As always, comments, criticisms, review and general thoughts are accepted with open arms. Thanks for reading and have a wonderful TIME !

This is a collection of deductions, methods of manipulation, body language meanings, and other things of the such that I either discover myself or find of others and view them as interesting/useful. Constructive Criticism is welcome. Updated every Tuesday and Thursday. All information I find and post belong to their rightful creators. SH

What is good to you? What's bad? What's right? What's wrong? What doesn't matter?

All that's real is but a perception!

A perception of rape from the inside.