Истории Hallucinations

The throne room shimmered like a wounded lullaby. Marble floors mirrored torchlight, but the air was heavy with disdain. Priests in gold-lined robes. Advisors carved from old stone. And voices- sharp as scripture. "A boy cannot command." "A submissive creature cannot be King." "Let him sing in silk, not speak in law." And yet- Taehyung sat. Bare wrists resting on the throne's cold arms. Lashes downcast, but gaze unfazed. Like moonlight resting on a blade. He said nothing. He did not explain, did not defend. He simply was- draped in silver silence, crowned in defiance. Until- The doors opened. Slow. Ancient. Final. And in stepped Jeon Jungkook. The King of Iron Nights. The shadow-draped tempest in black velvet and stormfire eyes. He moved with thunder in his veins and a smirk carved like sin on his lips. He did not ask permission. He did not greet the court. He only walked- to him. The condemned Queen. The boy they all feared would break the crown. Taehyung did not look up. Not until- A shadow knelt. The hall gasped- a sound like glass shattering beneath velvet. Jungkook bent low, like prayer, like gravity itself bowed with him. Then he did what no one dared believe- He took Taehyung's foot -fragile, pale, sacred- lifted it onto his knee... And kissed it. Not with hunger. But with hush. With worship. With forever. Then he pressed his forehead against it, eyes closed, breath steady, and whispered so only the boy on the throne could hear: "My moon-blessed Swan..." The room fell into a stillness so deep it felt like snowfall on a battlefield.

Dean x Male! OC Sam x Female! OC Castiel x Female OC! ( Platonic) The Winchesters didn't plan for their father to go missing, they didn't plan to have to go searching for him, nor to have to solve all his unsolved cases. But the surprise trip, brought a long some tag along that ... the Winchesters couldn't really be mad at. Caroline, one of Sam's closest friends is trying to navigate college life as best she can. If you factor in her being in love with her friends boyfriend, it wasn't exactly going great. Oh, and the visions she keeps getting that always ends up happening. But when that friend suddenly passes away in a mysterious way... Caroline and Sam are brought closer than ever. Clark, a hunter struggling with his sexuality and his capabilities to hunt, run into the Winchesters and can't seem to separate from them. Maybe it's Dean's charming smirk, maybe it's the flirty banter he seemed to enjoy so much .. either way, they weren't getting rid of him just yet. Valentina, a woman struggling to stay a float dealing with her mental health. Running from her past isn't very easy when it's quicker than you, and hiding from hallucinations is impossible when they follow you everywhere you go. This story is a collaboration between @buckyspoptartptsd , @-authorstv and myself <3

BOOK #3 Ending (2/5) 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒 After Lucienne's death, Devan starts seeing her everywhere. In mirrors, in dreams, in the quiet corners of his home. The more he hears her voice, the less he knows what's real. Is she reaching out from beyond, or is his grief driving him mad? Credits to @olikroe for helping me with the ideas of this book.

An outcast, will she ever get accepted into this new reality?

Once-ler's dream of biggering his thneed business soon turns into a nightmare when he finds himself being haunted by visions of his sinister alter-ego, the Greed-ler, a dark manifestation of his own ambitions. As Once-ler's business continues to grow, so do his feelings of stress and guilt, and Once-ler begins to question himself and his sanity as Greed-ler continuously appears to him through various hallucinations and nightmares. Forever fueled by the relentless desire for more, Greed-ler is determined to manipulate Once-ler through these illusions in order to take over his mind and make their shared dreams a reality. OR The story of how the Once-ler became the Greed-ler. Follows Once-ler during his first year or so of Thneed Inc's operation, as Once-ler struggles with biggering his business, his family, the Lorax, and his own greed. With the latter taking the form of an evil doppelganger named the Greed-ler that frequently tries to influence and control Once-ler through hallucinations and nightmares. Also includes a link to a playlist. See external link below page 1

✨️ "මෙය... මාගේ කර්කශ ප්‍රේමයේ උගුල තුළ... නුඹව... මෘදුව සිරකර ගැනීමේ... මරණීය යක්ෂමය කලාවයි." ✨️ ✨️"This is the demonic and deadly art of gently imprisoning you within my love trap."✨️ -කේශ-

This is the rule. Whenever you read that a story is true, it is always and inevitably untrue. But in this case, however, everything you read here is true. The burnt remains for Rachel Amina Darwish were discovered in Algonquin Park in Ontario, Canada. Her Instagram was @racheladarwish The only clues offering an explanation for her death were found in an anonymous blog written by an unknown individual. The content in this book was taken from this blog website that has since been seized by the police: www.everyoneandnoone.org

Contrary to popular belief, Benjamin Brooks isn't crazy. He simply sees dead people. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop him from being admitted to a psychiatric unit to treat his so-called schizophrenia. But the clinic isn't what it seems - and neither are the other patients, behaving in ways that no diagnosis can explain. Now Benjamin is stuck with: - a kid who can't keep one identity straight, - a sugar-fueled meltdown waiting to happen, and - a walking hazard warning. Together, they set out to uncover the truth. What could possibly go wrong?

Dedue skids to a halt as he takes in the scene before him. His Highness's fallen form fills his vision, his body pierced with a multitude of lances, a growing blood stain swelling around him. Dedue's heart stutters in his chest. He's paralyzed; his lungs seize, his mind shatters. Blink. Dedue forces himself to take a lurching step forward. Inhale. He manages another step. Go to him Dimitri's lips move around silent syllables. He's still alive. All is not lost yet. Alternatively: what if Hilda saved Dimitri on Gronder field and brought him back to the Alliance camp instead of simply finding his body? ~~~ *trigger warnings for graphic depictions of violence, gore, wound care, vomiting, nightmares, PTSD, suicide attempt, self-hatred, unhealthy co-dependence, minor character death*

𝗠𝗶𝘆𝘂 and 𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂 are different people with the same traumas. Who are trying to survive everyday, tend to overlook and underestimate their mental well being. That we don't usually know how to deal with it and mask it to see fines. And they're struggling with their life for not letting go of their childhood memories. They always feel 'left out'. Their hearts feel empty. His fear of attachment and her fear of abandonment. That always finds ways to not to trust people. How do they help each other to heal their inner child wounds? If they experience it the same. Written by : @adeseries

'𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳.... 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳! 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽'𝚃! ' *** sᴇǫᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴇ. °°°° still dealing with the trauma of life, Scorpius trys to battle with the pain without help from Albus. they land themselves in more trouble than it's worth. with Delphi's forces growing stronger and the world growing darker, will they be able to help each other?. °°°°° 'YOU PROMISED! SCORPIUS YOU PROMISED! 𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘗, There was no way to get out of this one. 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘴? a conversation similar to this came into his mind. 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥. '𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘴... ' 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. '𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘴... 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵... 𝘐... ' 𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. '𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘴.... 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦... ' 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥,

What begins as a personal experiment soon becomes a descent into the mind's darkest corners. Alone in a rented house on the outskirts of Portland, Alistor Lidner documents every hour without sleep, for 11 days - the thoughts, the fears, the distortions creeping into the edges of reality. But the deeper he goes, the less he can trust what he sees... or what he remembers. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Voices whisper in empty rooms. And buried pieces of his past begin clawing their way to the surface. This is his journal. A record of a mind unraveling - step by step, day by day.

This book captures the essence of my secret someone and the uncertainty of my feelings. Don't get me wrong , he is the first guy I ever laid my eyes on, in 18 years (and also in coming 10 years). Oh my, how do I explain the repulsive attraction I have for him. Maybe pouring it all out may help? (THE "HIM" MAY OR MAY NOT EXIST BTW)

love unseen is a hauntingly emotional tale of love, loss, and self-discovery. Taehyung's life changes when he meets Jungkook, a captivating and mysterious boy who seems to understand him in ways no one else can. As their bond deepens, Taehyung is drawn into a whirlwind of passion and connection, but beneath the surface, unsettling cracks begin to appear in their seemingly perfect relationship. With moments of joy and heartache woven together, a love unseen explores the delicate line between reality and illusion, leaving Taehyung to question everything he thought he knew about love.

The Email is a gripping thriller and psychological horror story. A seasoned news reporter receives chilling emails from an unknown sender, each one predicting gruesome murders before they happen.

e·phem·er·a /əˈfem(ə)rə/ (noun) things that exist or are used or enjoyed for only a short time. "He started to tear up, desperately trying to find enough air to force his lungs to say 'I'm sorry'." ""Dumbass, you can't just go hurting yourself like that." Sanemi chided." *MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS IN MOST OF THESE* A collection of Oneshots from within the KNY/Demon Slayer world. No reader inserts here, If thats what you were looking for. Requests are welcome, just PM us or DM us on Discord (pxriwxnkle-ghxsts#9946). !! Major Trigger Warnings in a lot of these !!

(A time travel, reincarnation and mental illness Hamilton Fanfiction) Aaron was scared. Paranoid to be exact. He feared simple things and things that may not be explainable. He is tormenting my invisible enemies and told to do things that he just couldn't do. Why is Aaron like this you ask? He's a schizophrenic. He hears things that aren't there. He sees things that aren't true. But, the thing is... Aaron is a reincarnation...of a famous murderer. He was Aaron Burr. The voices told him who he was but he didn't listen to them for other voices talked over them. Matters get worse when he is shrouded with dark hallucinations and end up falling into the Hudson and drowned... But, he didn't exactly die. The reincarnation woke up to the sight of a white horse carrying a significant historical figure in the flesh... George Washington. Washington thought he had passed out from exhaustion and asked if he was well... Aaron was frightened, confused and had no memory of this life...

Transcriptions of the remaining journal entries from the late Vice President of the United States, Andromache Locke.

calm, peaceful, and untroubled; tranquil. A bunch of confessions to You

Statistically, Wednesdays are quieter in Gotham. But statistically Gotham has always despised statistics, and Bruce doesn't get to enjoy slower nights. Tonight should be quiet. Quiet enough that Bruce should appreciate the silence. Quiet enough that the cave walls almost start to feel homely rather than a base of operations. Quiet enough for ghosts of one's past to catch up on you when you weren't looking. Bruce couldn't bring himself away from where he stood in the cave, forehead bowed over the cracked display case containing the last Robins suit. The suit that had given his son magic. Time hadn't managed to smooth over the sharp edges of grief that Bruce was attempting to come to peace with, when he heard it again. "You still miss me B?" Bruce doesn't flinch, he can't outwardly react. He has to close his eyes, will the voice go away. But it comes again, closer this time. "You always come down here to mope. Its pathetic old man" When Bruce can open his eyes again and turn around he sees him. Jason stands in front of him. No, that's wrong, that has to be wrong. Jason doesn't stand anywhere. Jason is dead. ------- Bruce hallucinates Jason yippee