Serotonin Stories

🤡I'm an idiot And These are Words that probably don't make sense But These are just my thoughts that I'm never actually going to talk bout This helps me get things off my chest that I don't physically wanna talk bout

Life hasn't exactly been a walk in the park for America's ice princess Olivia Grace Whitmore. Orphaned, abandoned and exploited, she wears a strong impenetrable armour of coldness and indifference. But it all changes with a chance encounter with the charming Adrian Carter. They clash catastrophically. Fire meets Ice. Light meets Dark. He sees the fiery girl behind the cold mask. From foreign countries to college parties, from dark alleys to beautiful sunrises, from police stations to galas, they can't seem to get enough of each other. As fate plays its part, we join their heartwarming journey of friendship, hope and love.

Hey guys :] this is going to be a bunch of one-shots, angst fluff and very low chance smut but it's probably not gonna be that much. There will be most likely a lot of rare ships and im open to any of them, poly ships included <3 I hope you enjoy and none of the characters are mine ^^ thats it, bye~

A story about a young girl who seeks the purpose of her life and happiness. She meet unexpectedly a guy who is a happy go lucky. Their attitudes and point in life is way different from each other. How can this two can form a friendship?

it's a poet that represents life experience. Please enjoy and you may comment down any wrong grammars or mistakes.

late night thoughts and unsaid words that i can't express so i made it into a poem for you, <8

A whole story about what brings people serotonin.

Join a lovely pair in a bakery as their lovely teamwork and himbo energy evolves into joy and serotonin right before your very eyes! Credit to @ann_artist on Instagram, whose character is very much in this story. She made the cover art and the lovely breadman, Raimond Yeastwood. So show her love and appreciate her as she deserves it for being awesome!

Karrie is a sixteen year old girl whose mom died a few years before. After her moms death she moves in with her dad whome she never met. She lives quite comfortably in a giant three story house with a full basement. Her dads job is unbeknownst to her and is pretty sketchy. She doesn't like to think about that to much. Kerrie doesn't believe in love and her father doesn't ask about her dating life. She doesn't believe in being swept away, losing herself in someone's eyes, or kissing on the beach. It doesn't bother her. She is okay with dying alone. Or is she?

💫 Blurb She bumped into him on the first day of college. She never imagined he'd walk into her house the same evening. Kiara Khurana, 18, finally steps into her dream college-SRCC, Delhi University-with two troublemaking besties and a heart full of hopes (and mild academic anxiety). But her well-planned, average-college-girl life takes an unexpected turn when she crosses paths with Nivaan Malhotra, a 20-year-old B.Com senior who has eyes that could silence storms-and a smile that's definitely trouble. First eye contact at the metro. Then dinner... at her house. Turns out, he's the new neighbor. And possibly, her biggest distraction yet. Flirty. Sarcastic. And infuriatingly charming. Nivaan isn't just entering her neighborhood-he's crashing into her comfort zone. But college life isn't all heart-eyes and butterflies. There are assignments, awkward glances, friendship drama, and moments that make you question everything. Especially your heart. Author's Note Hey lovely readers, This is my very first story, so please be kind with any little imperfections along the way. I'm just starting out on this beautiful journey of writing, and your support truly means the world to me. I hope you enjoy reading my book as much as I've enjoyed creating it. I haven't added specific references to songs or outfits-feel free to imagine and interpret them in your own unique way, just as you like. If you find even a moment of joy in these pages, please don't forget to like, vote, and drop a comment. Every little bit of love keeps me inspired and going. 🌸 And finally, thank you-from the bottom of my heart-to each and every one of you who is reading, has read, or will read my stories. Your time, support, and love mean more than words can say. With all my heart, Thank you. Keep supporting and keep loving. ✨

idk what im doing man, just check it out its funny

Til the day i (idk die ig) i will keep this going maybe exsept weekends HOW TF HAS 34 PPL SEEN THIS BUT MY OTHER STORY HAS LIKE IDK 10?!?!?

Where I make aesthetics for all of your amazing characters! All info inside.

I wrote this as I warmed up my stouffers lasagna in the micro wave and as I watched it cool down so my tongue would not be burned as it had endured enough burning from my english breakfast tea lattes from st*rbucks that I kept forgetting to get iced. Anyway I spent 20 minutes working on this baby I hope you enjoy it, it is a good experience and you will have a spiritual awakening.

This is a story of a man named Stanley. I wanted to make some fluff for everyone out there who is in need of some serotonin.

The poem conspires a desire to morph into things that provides relief to the one you love and that feeling is what gives you ultimate ecstasy. Not that, that feeling is expressed in the poem but you can feel a subtle hint of it. How you feel when your partner smells good for you...It elevates your mood and senses. In the same way just watching them flourishing on the ground make you want to become the reason and the root of that ultimate serotonin.

A place to dump the words my mouth can't learn to say.

Poppy Rose Sencen was your average 16 year old, her life seemed to be going ever so perfect that is until he left. Fast forward to 2 years later and Poppy's life right now is a mess. All her hope in life is gone. Rhysand Jax Connor wasn't thinking smart at 16 and had to leave. He left without telling anyone not even his own sweet best friend. 2 years later he's back and to say that anything is the same as how he left it is a lie.

I am Isa, a golden retriever who was volunteered as an emotional support animal by my breeder, and landed up at the door of a very troublesome teenager, Jason. He is the most listless biggie that I had ever come across and I have taken the responsibility of showing him the real and beautiful world as I have seen it. Do you think I would be successful in doing this? Would Jason overcome his anxiety and depression and become a happier biggie?