Traumacore Stories

these are just short stories i dreamed or had visions of i wrote at three in the morning enjoy :) (most pictures will be from pinterest, otherwise edited by me)

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Viola was chosen by her parents to live at her mentally unstable Grandmother, Sherri's house. Her odd dreams increase , and when her grandmother reveals to her the meaning of these dreams, and how they could actually be very helpful to this universe, one question is raised... "What evidence do you really even have when everyone thinks you're crazy?"

𝖯𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒 !! :) 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 ♥︎

|| art isn't unless mine unless I say so ▪︎ x ▪︎|| Matt was an average kid in a normal school. He was bullied ever since his parents died in preschool. He was miserable, but he hid it. His only friends abandoned him for not trying to be popular or trendy, or just because of how skinny he was. He wanted a normal life. But he found what he least wanted, and couldn't take it back • • • Maybe some shipping, also I got all these

Hidden beyond a forgotten field stands a mysterious old dollhouse that no one remembers building and no map remembers recording. Its tiny rooms shift, its windows reveal impossible reflections, and its walls hold memories that belong to people who were never supposed to be forgotten. When a group of unusual living objects discovers the dollhouse, they are drawn inside by a strange message carved into the door: "Who did you forget?" Each character carries a different kind of memory - comfort, creativity, music, nostalgia, dreams, rebellion, hope, and the quiet stories left behind by ordinary things. As they explore the dollhouse's endless rooms, they discover that the house is not simply haunted. It is remembering. Inside are forgotten bedrooms, abandoned toys, old letters, lost songs, faded photographs, and echoes of moments that were never properly said goodbye to. The dollhouse reveals pieces of the past through strange supernatural events, forcing the group to uncover why it called them there and what connection they share with its mysterious history. But the deeper they go, the more they realize the dollhouse does not only contain memories of others. It contains fragments of themselves. With every room they enter, they face questions about identity, belonging, change, and the things people leave behind. Some memories are warm like sunlight through a window. Others are painful shadows hidden away for years. The group must learn that remembering does not mean being trapped in the past - it means understanding where they came from and choosing what they carry forward. Guided by glowing constellations, forgotten melodies, magical objects, and the strange kindness of a house that refuses to forget, the characters uncover the truth: The dollhouse was never searching for someone who could unlock it. It was searching for someone who would listen. A paranormal fantasy with Traumacore-inspired themes of lost innocence, memory, healing, and finding beauty in forgotten plac

this is a lifestyle book for [weirdcore] because i think of it as more than an "aesthetic" ®All rights reserved or whatever 丂ㄖ 卄卂ᐯ乇 卂 Ꮆㄖㄖᗪ ㄒ丨爪乇

A Weirdcore story I'm creating through PicsArt edits and posting them in chronological order into Wattpad. more info will be added later-

I've wanted a story about or that has the vibe Dreamcore/Weridcore had but with human characters and plot... So this is a Dreamcore/Weridcore/Traumacore - ish vibes. I want to note that if this is how I view theses core aesthetics. The summary and cast is in the prologue.

Just random username ideas :3

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Infernal Requiem of the Cascades is an ongoing dark poetry archive exploring psychological fragmentation, industrial decay, corrupted memory, machine-like endurance, and the haunting silence left behind by emotional collapse. Blending cyberpunk atmospheres, ritualistic imagery, analog horror, glitch aesthetics, and existential free verse, each entry feels like a recovered transmission from abandoned cathedrals of static and fractured consciousness. Some poems read like hymns forged from machinery and grief. Some like system logs from collapsing minds. Some like requiems echoing through ruins where flesh, memory, and noise can no longer be separated. This collection is not about healing. It is about surviving the aftermath of distortion. Living through fractures. Listening to the static after the world goes quiet. Every upload expands the archive: a growing cascade of broken signals, iron halos, dead frequencies, forgotten prayers, and emotional ruins still searching for meaning beneath the noise. Genres: Dark Poetry • Free Verse • Industrial Horror • Cyberpunk • Glitchcore • Psychological • Experimental • Atmospheric Status: SIGNAL DETECTED THE VOID LISTENS STILL RENDERING.......

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🚫TRIGGER WARNING🚫 major abuse, depression, anxiety a young girl named lizzy lives with physically abusive parents but when she falls asleep she finds herself in a completely different reality.. will she escape the horrible realm of nightmares and wake up to the sad truth of the real world?

A night not to forget, a dream that never stops. Adam and Justin go about their normal lives after Vidcon until a drunk driver collides with them head-on in the dead of night, shoving Justins companion- Adam, into a twisted nightmare of a coma. Justin grieves this harshly, until he abruptly finds himself in a new world that blanks him of his hurt feelings, as it's almost familiar.. This place, eerily familiar yet so strange and new. The further Justin adventures his sudden dream, the more he realizes his dream-like world is connected to Adams- a communication at last. !! CHARACTERS ARE ROBLOX AVATARS, NOT THE REAL PEOPLE !!

A Weirdcore story about a group of people that have to travel to different dimensions (Different cores like Weirdcore and Dreamcore) to fix the main transport system. Without the system every dimension will crumble! Will they be able to do it? WIll there be any problems?

W.I.P

HII UHH THIS WAS INSPIRED BY A ROLEPLAY I HAD ON ROBLOX!! THE PEOPLE I PLAYED WITH WERE 0_Lovely_Waffles_0 (i think) demencia0920 Lovely waffles is "miss" and demencia is demonica but monica for short :) remember that you and others are real!

weirdcore/dreamcore liminal spaces! TW; derealisation, traumacore dereality