histórias de Self-hatred

Two and a half weeks after the events of The Kitten's Limit, Gumball finally returns to school. With his classmates now terrified of him, his anger getting more and more difficult to control and nightmares plaguing him every night, will things ever be the same again? A sequel to my most popular story, The Kitten's Limit.

The rose is an extrodenary and rare power that many individuals including the Devil himself sought after for thousands of years, it is said to be so powerful that it can defeat the Devil himself and in the wrong hands it can destroy humanity and time itself leaving everything we know in an ash of broken memories. Art done by Potato space on devionart.com)

This is a Male Reader Insert story, i don't own Omori, this story has heavy themes, read at own risk.

She never left-and now, the girl in her mind belongs entirely to the woman in red.

Danhy Mikaelson was only sixteen when his grandmother turned his entire family into vampires, at first, he was scared of the things he could do, scared of the horrible evil his family was committing at every turn but as time dragged on throughout the centuries he picked up a few unsavoury tricks from his family and he refuses to be that weak little human boy any longer. He's a Mikaelson, Mikaelson's are to be feared, they do not fear others.

I have several extremely homophobic guys in my class. They constantly pick on my best friend and are generally cruel to anyone who isn't part of their close-minded circle. So, I took it upon myself to write the gayest, most dramatic, cringiest short story imaginable. This is purely REVENGE and a collaborative creation by several people who've been made to feel inferior by these ignorant classmates of mine. Edited by my amazing best friend: @lia_62910

So here I will post stupid things that I write or draw or whatever... Just want to get it out there so it's not in my head .... ou and there will be a trigger warning on some of those so.... yea....

From the moment he was born, Shen felt like his existence was something to be mourned over. A short fanfic about the young Lord hating the fact that he was born with a white plumage instead of the colorful one peacocks are known for.

Gender: Beta

❝ you're the only one that makes me feel like the sun shines better with you around; that was my regard in you, until i realized this was unrequited love. ❞ - love could be nice, the florist knows this. he is the innocence of the shop for he had no lovers before, never felt such a thing. it was until he came across a mafia member that went by the name of Dazai Osamu, and is the famous lover that belongs to Chuuya Nakahara. the florist knows this well since it was known among the mafia and the agency; he doesn't mean to fall in love with the brunette, really. he gives the couple his blessing despite the blooming pain that swells in his chest. but, love could also kill you, Atsushi realizes. he realizes this when he's coughing up daffodils once morning; and he knows that the last thing he could do before he passes is to leave that type of flower in his absence behind the counter of the flower shop as his goodbye, along with a note. - oneshot - everyone is painfully oblivious (except best girl,, kyouka) 'til the end. atsushi is a florist,,

A Broken Rose... ...with blackened pedals... ...leaves burned to ashes... ...vines decayed and disintergrated... Such a Broken Rose... ...can never be fixed... ...unless you water it.....

i'm sorry this is so old and awful, go to my ao3 profile (oizyssionned) for the more developed stuff. The ache of his ribs fills him with dull euphoria. He can feel it. This is his doing. (at some point, the lines between rigorous control and despairing chaos intersect) He sees their looks, of course he does. But there is a sick sense of satisfaction in being seen even as you feel yourself disappear. Marvel oneshots mostly about mental illness there's a lot of repetitive themes because i can only write about what i personally have experienced or shit that overlap in terms of symptoms with mine yes, this is me shoving my emotional baggage onto marvel characters. it's quite visceral. these one shots could be viewed as being in the same universe but also sometimes not, decide whatever you want. more than half of them are likely to be about eating disorders- i'm currently struggling the most i ever have with mine lmao

Bakugou hasn't seen his ex for five years now. But his world is about to be jolted when Kirishima's adopted daughter comes barreling into his life.

an anthology of poems written by me, describing different aspects of adolescent life.

"What do you want?" I whispered to him helplessly. I just wanted him to leave me alone and to leave me be. He was making my stay a whole lot harder. "To help you, tesorino." His fingers came up to my face and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I don't need help." I responded hastily. I needed him to stay away by all means possible. "You're right," his voice went down an octave and I felt my senses awakening. "You don't need help--" "That's right." I nodded my head, proud to be right for once. "You need saving." ___ This story does contain self harm and suicide attempt/s. Also bullying so if it's triggering for you then this isn't the story for you.

This is basically what was going through Gabriel's mind when Adam left in Cameron's arms. It is basically what Gabriel was thinking, feeling, all that. I am terrible at descriptions but give it a try. One-shot. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡ All rights go to Avylinn. I own NONE of this, emphasis on NONE. Go ahead and check out the actual book. It is great, I swear.

I'm a monster. I love the way it feels. I hate myself for loving it.

"What is even real anymore?" Min Jae-hyun can no longer tell the difference between real events and those his mind creates. He questions everything, doubting his every thought, action, memory and relationship. Friends? His idiosyncrasy causes people to keep their distance. Family? With a mother who thinks of him as nothing more than a disappointment, a father who wants to understand him but doesn't know how, and a brother who outshines him in every way but is also the only person in the world whose intentions he never doubts, his family life isn't much better. His life is beginning to seem like nothing more than a cruel cycle of self-hate and disorientation. That is, until he meets his mirror image, the one and only Park Ji-min of BTS.

A girl struggles after gaining back the 100 pounds that she had lost just a few years prior. Self-image issues take over her thoughts and she has no idea how to overcome them, or how difficult the road will be to change and self-love.