Traumacore Stories

This is not a fictional or imaginary story This is the reality of someone i know She is not pretty . She is not talented she is full of flaws . She is the elder daughter of a middle-class family, yet she never felt like she truly belonged. Her mother barely noticed her, her father didn't understand emotions, and her younger brother never accepted her as his own. Even her friendships felt distant and unreal. Surrounded by people, yet completely alone, her life slowly filled with confusion, pain, and questions no one ever answered. She choose to stay away from her family and her mother one decision makes her life hell. She wants love but can't stay with anyone

what's wrong bell...? experiencing your trauma. your past. your future. everything!?

Charlie was known as a troubled young woman. All she wishes is to find a easier path in life till one day she wakes up in a odd room with even odder people... ⚠️TW: SH, murder, gore⚠️

I've always felt like I was living someone else's life. Sleepless nights. Heavy dreams. A face in the mirror that never fully feels like mine. Then one night, during a girls' night out in Makati, a stranger grabbed my arm. He had my face. I've never met him before. But somehow... it feels like I've known him my entire life. And now, nothing makes sense anymore.

The nurse was a little girl named summer! she couldn't have been that crazy? :) Enjoy~

Traumacore is NOT an aesthetic! It is a coping mechanism! Weirdcore and Dreamcore are aesthetics tho

This story is a mix of the infamous creepypasta character, BEN Drowned, and aspects of the author's personal experiences.

Poems made out of despondency.

fuck shit pussy ass motherfuckin damn bitch

This story is a work in progress. for now, this book only includes detailed origin stories and extras. i am currently working on the main story itself. the main story will include detailed info about colonies, levels, the partygoers and level fun, the origins of the backrooms, and more.

_______________________________________________________________________________ Ravine deep and mountains high is what everyone thought they'd find. Yet what they found was a small leather covered dairy. "I wonder what could be written in that?" She chuckled : "Mysteries will always be alive , but will your mysteries be told or will they be forgotten into a deep void, will they be forgotten but revived? No one knows. Quite confusing isn't it?" She said as he shrugged. He didn't understand what she meant. _______________________________________________________________________________

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WhatBad A Horror-Comedy Parody by ShroomCvt April Knell used to be that girl on Wattpad. Pink hair. Miku posters. Vampire boyfriends with six-pack trauma. She swore she deleted that life years ago. She was wrong. One innocent app update later, her cringe OC-Damon Bloodthirst Nightshade (yes, seriously)-has manifested in her apartment, shirtless, brooding, and dramatically monologuing to rice cookers. Now she's stuck babysitting her own badly written bad boy while juggling classes, shrimp tanks, and the rising dread that her old fanfiction was never fiction at all. She's acing her mycology exams. But she's flunking reality. Because Damon isn't just real-he's part of something much older. A Blood Pact. A cursed platform. A story that wants to write itself... in her blood. A horror-comedy for 90s and 2000s kids who were way too online. If you've ever said "I can fix him," this is your punishment. Features: cursed laptops, demonic Miku dolls, psychological horror, fanfic tropes turned deadly, and anxiety that rots like old fandoms. From the warped mind of ShroomCvt, where fungus meets fiction and nostalgia goes to die.

This is the story of a young who who escaped her abusive father, but passes out wakes in a weirdcore world where she befriend a girl with a tv head, and a girl with only an eye for a head.

sad history probably romance, $u1c1d3, real life facts, swear words, and allot of Other things .

This is a few short stories based on eerie sounding music typically used in weirdcore, traumacore, dreamcore, and kidcore.

I never knew this would happen.. How could I have known? But.. I like it. I finally have a place where I belong. I have friends who wont leave. I have a family. But everything good always comes with a price, and what a price this is. The last thing I truly remember from my time there.. was.. Ṱ̷̻̪̈́͜h̸̝̣͇̽ȅ̷͙́͘ ̵̮̲̥̲̂͋̍͛́A̸̛̖̬̥͊́͂̅c̸̘͈̾̉ç̸̡̘̹͎͑͂͒̇́i̶̳͉͉̞͆̌̊̀d̵̰͔̠̙͒̓̏̀͜͝e̴̜̙̺̓̉̈́̐͜n̷̞̓̕ţ̶̘̀̇̓.. I'm here now. And I'm here forever. I'm never going back. Not today, not tomorrow, not ten years from now. THIS is my home now. Goodbye, I'm gone. --- [T/W]: Anxiety, Derealization, Mentions of Suicide and Murder, Mild Gore

based on my youtube playlist (linked in bio)

☁️ { c o m p l e t e d } ☁️ 2020 - 2021 hey, u lil piss baby òwó hi hello hru ^,^ this artbook includes • creepycute vibes • diff aesthetics • lots of pink (prolly) • my art lol • fanarts (maybe) {Note} lov u mwa <3