Selfharmtrigger Stories

this is a Larry x Travis fic and we're not making him way happier and so people trusting.but we did make him colorblind in this au bc this is a little more further from the cannon but still staying close.this will have a lot of triggers. sorry for the spelling mistakes because English isn't our first language -Lawrence (we are a system writer and this is our first fic) TW: •abuse. •self inflicted harm •self hatred •wounds •(internalized) homophobia [(the f slur we can and do reclaim)] •religius trauma •gay realaishinship •cussing •drugs (in the later chapters) and mention of weed in the first chapter if there will be extra triggers we will tell them on the start of the chapter

(Completed; Ten Chapters) Your decision was final. You were going to go to Iceland. Your friend, Arthur had thrown a fit when he found out that you were taking the long trip from England to Iceland. This was his final effort to get you not to go. Here. In the airport. With tons of people watching his tantrum. (Hetalis and all characters, excluding the reader, belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. The picture is not mine. I own the storyline.)

The survey corps is mourning the recent death of the Levi squad, but two more then the rest. Eren and Levi find that with every death comes one more reason to live and with every pace comes one more step to freedom. The only question is, will they make it out alive?...

A girl called Keira was living a happy life until her dad started being abusive towards her and her mother. He killed the mum but keira managed to escape. Along her difficult journey she meets a broken boy who also comes from a broken home, Ashton Irwin. She meets his band but then she starts to gain feelings. Ashton Irwin fan fiction!

(Two part story) You walked through the hallways of your grimy, old high school. You knew what that day was. And you hated that day. It was the day that you had to see the school counselor. Your just recently widowed mother had told you to go at least once, for her sake if not yours. You didn't want to upset your mother, her being in the fragile state she was, so you decided to see the counselor once and never go back. (I don't own you, Hetalia, Canada, or the picture. I own the storyline.)