Historias de Recovering

The war took almost everyone Percy Jackson ever loved. Jason. Frank. Hazel. Piper. Leo. Annabeth, last, right in front of him, her scream still living somewhere behind his ribs. He survived. He's still not sure that's the right word for it. What's left of him became something new in the fallout, a god born out of grief instead of glory, the only one of the original seven still breathing. Camp Half-Blood is rebuilding around thirty survivors and a lot of empty cabins. Percy hasn't eaten. Hasn't cried, not really, not the whole way through. Hasn't figured out how to be a person again. Athena lost a daughter. Percy lost the only girl he ever loved. Neither of them wanted to find the other standing in the wreckage, but grief doesn't care who it introduces. 8/1/24 #1 PercyxAthena

Stella Rose was neglected and used her whole life, she never thought she would ever be free. But when her parents die and she is left alone unsure what to do with life. Matthew black husband of Mafia don Jackson black had always wanted a daughter to love and cherish and after finally convincing jackson they began the search only to come to a dead end... until Maxwelll and Ruby a couple that owed them money passes leaving their Stella Rose behind. What happens when the worlds of an unknowing little girl looking for the comfort she never had and the couple who has wanted a child collides? Will stella give in to the love and care? Or will she fight against it all? When the parents of Matthew show up begging to speak with him and his sister, how will they react when they find out About Stella Rose? And when Jackson is faced with the other mafia's that want to get their hands on his princess, what will he do?

Giyuu Tomioka, and Shinobu Tomioka's lives after the battle with Muzan. AU/HEADCANONS: *Giyuu and Shinobu get married before the final battle, at ages 20, and 18. *Shinobu is one year older (19 currently)

❛ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ᵈᵉᵃʳ, ᵃʳᵉ ᵐʸ ᵇᵘᵗᵗᵉʳᶠˡʸ. ᵐʸ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ. ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ, ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ʷᵉ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ, ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵏʸ. ⁱ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ʷᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ. ❜

Many hearts float in the wind. How many have been broken by the shadowed light? How many hide their fatal wounds? How many can be fixed and saved? I say, all. One heart, shattered one day, becomes the saving grace of another the next. Touching 120 broken hearts in the mix of this world. Having nothing more than her boundless love, she calls the abandoned to her soft and loving light. "Mend the broken hearts, so that they can mend another. That's what I say. Even if a small smile is all you can give or earn." (Jasmine) If a picture is worth a 1000 words, them how much does a smile cost? If a positive and uplifting question is all I can give, then I will ask a thousand.

Just something that came to mind at 4am

Nick : Will u stop moving or do u want me to make u? Eve : What is wrong with u? Leave me Rue. Ur scaring me . Nick : U are mine , u have always been mine. Now why are trying to get away from me huh?. Eve : Rue please let me go. Nick : I'll let u go mouse but just tell me that u are mine .Only Mine. He said while coming closer to my face. Guess what happened next 🫣........ Well Nick and Evelyn had a strong connection in their past. But they were taken away from each other and now had two different life styles. But destiny pulls them together again and guess what they are in the same highschool. Does their past still haunt them ?. Apart from this new surroundings and people will they get reconnected?. Are they gonna fall for eachother just like they did in the past?. Does that mean they were in a relationship in the past???. Hope these questions arises in ur mind . To know the ANSWERS check out the story. 😉 A/N : Hey guys this is my first story but don't worry u won't be disappointed. I hope u guys are curious about the story. I am not giving any brief description about the story. You guys should check it out if u are interested and trust me this is not some regular cringe stuff . I have got a really great story line and am sure u guys gonna be thrilled with this story. PLS SHOW UR SUPPORT IN THE COMMENT SECTION. COMMENT DOWN UR OPINIONS,UR WORDS WOULD MOTIVATE ME TO WRITE MORE. HOPE U GUYS GIVE MY STORY A TRY. ❣️

Author's Note: I own nothing. I would like to give credit to TheTwins1-2 for the fanfiction, "What He Left Behind". I recommend that you read that first. I may not be as skilled in writing like some authors, but I will try.

Inspired by Shinin' On Me by Jerrod Nieman and the Rebel Music videos on YouTube. __________________________________ Jana has fought for her freedom and now she must learn to enjoy life, because now she's not a uniform and a number anymore. At the rehab center where Jana has been placed, there are nineteen others in her unit. Some are war vets like her, others experienced trauma, a few were abused, and some more were taken hostage during the war. After a few weeks there, though, Unit 479C starts wondering about their "mom", who takes care of them and begins their therapy. Jon, or "Mom", is a worker at the rehab center. He does his job so well that his subjects begin to wonder about his past and why he hasn't told them anything about himself that happened before he was taken in by the center years ago. Jana can't resist prodding him, so eventually she gives in to her curiosity and starts doing some research. (Same universe as You Might Think I'm Crazy and Some Old Dance Floor)

Ya so I'm trying to get rid of my poor mental health let's do that tougher

because you can't push people away without dealing with the side effects ••••• A poem A story You can call it anything But don't forget It's not yours to take But yours to read and cherish To relate to To feel the same way as I do ••••• Former title: A Fool's Note

So I have this thing where I write what I feel. Sometimes my writings are positive or negative. Depends on my day. But they are all just little quotes or something. Im not really sure. I just really enjoy writing. Hope you all enjoy.

Alivia grew up being shamed for her weight. After years of the shame she starts to see what they saw. Watch her go through recovery for anorexia as the story goes on.

He said that it was my fault that he was hurting me, touching me; That if I was skinnier maybe he could have loved me. These lies haunted my head for several years while I lived with it in silence before I finally spoke out about the horror I was living with him. He was my best friend, and he betrayed me. Most of the students at that school did too. They joined in his chior and taunted me about my weight. The doctors didn't understand why I was so far underweight. They blamed my "healthy metabolism". Lies. I almost died once or twice. My Doctor ordered an EKG, and she said that its readings were scarily low, and that she was afraid my heart would collapse. I went to the hospital and was nursed back to health. I returned to school. Still, I was the fat girl. There determination to destroy me, never failed to appall me. I gave into my old, dirty ways. I switched schools because my parents noticed the pattern of abuse I was recieving from the school. Yet again though, my heart was on the brinks of collapsing. Another hospital visit followed in short, and I was admitted into an Eating Disorder Intensive Out Patient program - a 45 minute commute from my home. My parents didnt care about the distance, they just wanted to see the light in my eyes again. They wanted their little girl back. I refused treatment, by faking my way out. I got out, and relapsed horribly. Now, I see the pain in everyones eyes. I am surrounded by such amazing, positive people who I would never want to hurt. But I am. I am hurting them by hurting myself. Before I thought I was isolated. That what I did to myself was MY businness. But I know realize thats far from the truth. What i do to myself, effects my two year old sister, my 15 year old brother, my father and mother, my friends. What I do to myself, effects soooooo many people, and I don't want to be a worry anymore. I want to get better. i WILL get better!

I gave you my heart but you wanted my lungs and now i'm suffocating because you took my breathe away