Desperate Stories

Abby is a friendly and successful girl, but she has a small bladder. This causes her shyness, embarrassment and endless complications as she deals with school rivalries, sport and relationships. She remains loyal to her friends and tries her best to cope.

A Set of stories Following Luna in her journeys with a small bladder and weak bowel.

HISTORICAL REINCARNATION SERIES 1 What happens when the villain knows how the story ends? - Most Impressive Ranking #1 Thrilling #1 Taglish #1 Badass #1 Vegeance #2 Tagalog-english #3 Tagalog - Date Started : April 05, 2022 Date Finished : February 12, 2023 Date Revised : August 23, 2025 PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!

It has been three months since the dragonets "prophecy" came to fruition. Every Tribe was trying to adapt to the new peace. For one particularly stubborn tribe (cough cough, Nightwings, cough cough), they were having a rather rough time. Though one rude little bastard adapted slightly faster (mostly due to not wanting to starve again). But one BRIGHT night.. something fell from the sky with burning light. What would the light bring.. a hero?.. or a villain.. - Example dialogue: (this is used in the story, Violence Warning) There were only ten Dragons standing in front of Stargazer. They were all wielding spears and unfortunately they were not Nightwings. They could only watch as the flames from the torches gradually went out on the floor. Fateseakers silhouette could vaguely be seen plucking the heads off of the fallen Dragons like flowers in a field. A ripping sound could be vividly heard as Fateseaker grabbed each Dragon by the throat. Followed by a thunk and crunch as Fateseaker slammed the decapitated heads into ground below, turning them into mush. Stargazer finally managed to pull two of the Guards far enough apart to see what was happening. She saw flames filling the area as the Dragons were torn apart. Without any care for any of their comrades. The Dragons on the ground began to spew flames in any direction they could, unsure of exactly where Fateseaker was due to a mixture of pure panic and darkness. --- (A story about Breaking "Fate") WIP chapters are technically "finished", but I'll add more details, better grammar, etc. The edited chapters will have a (rewritten # times) at the beginning.

This is a place where I put many of the songs I have written. They are on a range of topics including collectivism, solidarity, love, hate, pain, healing, and hope.

Shitty poems from when I was twelve or so.. I simply needed somewhere to keep them. Mainly about desperation, admiration, and occasionally others Idk I was weird Please excuse any grammatical mistakes, aside from being young then, English is also not my first language! I appreciate your interest in this collection I might add more if I find more of my old poems, I'm not much of an active writer right now.

Your best friend, Miya Atsumu, who's had a crush on you since you've met, thinks he's better than your boyfriend. Is he? !STORY IS NOT COMPLETE! #4 desperate 7/1/26 #1 haikyuulovestory 7/5/26

Victoria was born into fame. As the daughter of two Hollywood icons, Critics called her a nepo baby, saying every opportunity had been handed to her, but her millions of followers knew her as a fashion and beauty influencer with effortless style, luxury travel vlogs, and an eye for setting trends. Then there was Theo West, who came from generational wealth but was determined to build a name for himself. Instead of relying on his family's fortune, he built a massive online following by sharing investment strategies & analyzing business trends. Their worlds collided at an exclusive Louis Vuitton brand event after both signed global ambassador contracts For Paris Fashion week During the campaign launch, the brand announced its newest strategy: Sienna and Noah would attend every runway show together, appear side by side in campaigns, and represent the brand whenever they wore its designs. Fans immediately began shipping them, filling social media with edits, theories, and hashtags. Every glance, laugh, and conversation between them became headline news.

18+? (Regardless you're not gonna listen but I'll put it here js for fun) Book 1 of Promises~ ♡♡♡ Stephanie Villa was a runaway of the typical sort. She, on the contrary, was not typical at all. Tired of her story filling itself with lines of lies and hurt, she leaves. And, this. This would likely be the best and worst thought she's ever followed through with. Being in possession of clouded identity, fake reality, and pent-up emotion could reduce a person to their truth, after all. ♡♡♡ ❥LOVE ❥ADDICTION ❥GRIEF ❥LOSS ❥UNDERSTANDING ❥DESPERATION ❥CALCULATION ♡♡♡ Cutie Quotes: "You understand I'm going to kill you, correct?" He questions, with a sickening sense of confidence coating is rasp, assured voice. "I've accepted it, yes." I say, giving him a weak, sarcastic smirk. "Hey...aren't you famous." She says, stone-faced. She's on the edge of lisping her words together, but she seems to experienced to show it. "I'll give you fifty bucks to not scream my name." I don't care about crazed fans, that isn't why I'm running. "Where's my fifty bucks?" She drawls, slightly raising her eyebrows. "Jet, I'm fucked." I let out a breathy laugh, in failed attempts to mask the raging thoughts filling my mind. "Utterly fucked." I whisper. "What's yours is mine." He sighs, getting up.

**Title:** *Unprofessional* **Tagline:** *He pays his attention. But not his feelings. Yet.* --- **Concept:** Heeseung is the CEO. Cold. Untouchable. The kind of boss who doesn't even know his employees' names. Except for Jake. Jake is his personal assistant. Always there. Always early. Always in his space. He brings Heeseung coffee exactly how he likes it - and sometimes, Heeseung thinks he adds an extra half-second of eye contact just to feel something. "You're staring, sir." "I'm thinking." "About work?" "No." Jake smiles. Heeseung looks away. But he doesn't deny it. --- **The dynamic:** - Jake is unhinged in the most professional way possible. He says things like "your tie is crooked" and fixes it himself, fingers brushing Heeseung's neck. - Heeseung pretends to be annoyed. His ears give him away. - Late nights in the office. One desk. Too many excuses to stay. - Jake pushes. Heeseung pretends to resist. Neither of them is fooling anyone. --

"WHAT DID YOU DO DEAN?!" I yell " ME? WHAT ABOUT YOU ARENT YOU SUPPOSED TO BE THE SMART ONE?! FIX THIS!! I DONT WANT TO BE YOU! I WANT TO BE ME! I DONT WANT THIS BODY!!" He.... Or right now she screams at me. I groan before walking to the tree and banging my head against it. This gets me punched in the arm by dean, man do I really hit that hard?? " don't do that! My face is my money maker," "Oh whatever! Arrogant jerk," " stuck up nerd," ***** Lydia manuelli is the good girl, never smokes. Never drinks. Not one single tattoo and never lets a boy that's straight in her room (unless it's her dad). The occasional swear here and there but otherwise an angel, good grades, good family, fairly wealthy but missing that one vital thing in her life. Thrill. She's kind to everyone in her life... All except one. Dean mason. Dean mason the bad boy, drinks, swears, stays out late, tattoos a plenty, bringing home almost every girl he can get his hands on. He's the school heart breaker, though never smokes, he's bad. To someone like Lydia, he's known as the devil, bad family, bad history, average grades and bad reputation. The thing he's lacking most. Innocence. He's cool and calm in his way....until he's around Lydia manuelli. Hate is what fuels their relationship, enemies since day one. But what happens when this good girl and bad boy body switch?

Can she escape from him?

"You're reaching out And no one hears you cry You're freaking out again 'Cause all your fears Remind you another dream has come undone You feel so small and lost like you're the only one You wanna scream 'cause you're Desperate You want somebody, just anybody To lay their hands on your soul tonight You want a reason to keep believin' That someday you're gonna see the light You're in the dark There's no one left to call And sleep's your only friend Well even sleep Can't hide you from all those tears And all the pain and all the days You wasted pushin' them away It's your life, it's time you face it" -Eleanor Greta Chadwick

An impossible heart buried in the dark. At young, she lost her mother to a passive billow of smoke. She now hides among the cardboard townhouses, among the smoker, the whistler, the "sick" woman who wouldn't stop hugging her knees and gurgling about opportunity. The veteren, the old alcholic. The girl liked to stare at his wispy beard like smoke off a pinched candle wick. She liked to pretend it was a sky. She tried to pretend his pinched, dismembered skin was cured and sky blue. Her life was on pause, all of their lives were. Like forgotten viral videos they were all on pause. And they needed a bell to ring "play" And for the girl, for them, a bell did.

🚨 ⚠️GORE WARNING⚠️🚨 Answers to a deadly game are hiding from Yuina and several others. If they don't want to die, they'd better run from each other... backstabbing is sure to happen. Who'll save - or betray - who? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When several people wake up in the middle of the night, somewhere they doesn't know, everyone knows something is wrong. Very wrong. But what is? Why have they been called there, and what do they need to do to get out? When the cards are handed out, the games begin, answers waiting to be discovered.... All everyone knows is that they need to run. Run from the thing, whatever - or whoever - it is. Or else... They're going to die. But when their "friends" get in the way... "𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘴. 𝙊𝙝, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚! 𝘐 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦. 𝘛𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭." Will they save each other? Or betray them? History: Reached 100 views, 12/13/21, 18:34, JST.

told myself i wouldn't publish my poetry but aye i guess it's happening slowly. [some of these are kinda PG13/TW drug use/TW depressive episodes/// also some of these i wrote while stoned. probably not the greatest idea...]

everything was just an illusion made by my own clouded mind.

Writing down how I truly felt. Despite how messy it is. Writing is my therapy and the way to express myself. Enjoy. (I'll fix the cover later.) (Updating whenever I write down something new ^^)

"Are you that desperate?" "For you, yes."

Heather doesn't have the easiest life in the world. But, being who she is and doing what she does, that should be obvious. It does make her a good living, though. But you see, her target this time doesn't want to suck her blood or kill her. No, it's much more complicated than that. Kyle knew he was being hunted. He was the one who sent her the request in the first place. He has plans for this girl, but will his feelings get him caught in the wrong place? Tyler had no idea what the fuck was happening in the first place. The only reason he's here is because he liked Heather and tried to follow her. All he wants is out. Yet, his love for Heather is what keeps him there the entire time. That, and the fact he's trapped by vampires. Three very different people. One story. Can Heather choose? Can Kyle break away from tradition? Can Tyler free himself? No one knows yet, but when you make a vampire slayer desperate, she'll do anything to get her way. Ok, just to let y'all know, this is so first draftish. I will try to write more every other day or so, but I have school and homework and other important things to do. Hope ya love it. :)