Traumacore Stories

-You love confusion. Ignorance. Anything that means you can't comprehend it. It feels better when your brain focuses on that. Now you live it. Wow. Flowers. You've been here before. . . [HOW DID I GET FIVE IN TRAUMACORE???]

Welcome to the Dreamcore! This is a story about Y/N and their friends! {This is meant to be relaxing and clam you down.} {!!This story may not be relaxing/comforting to certain viewers, and could be viewed as unsettling!!} {!!This story may contain sensitive topics!! Please note that more warnings may be added throughout the development of the story. Warnings are below: !WARNINGS!: ⚠Derealization⚠ ⚠Eye Contact⚠ ⚠Anxiety⚠ ⚠ANGST (?)⚠ ⚠Blunt Force Head Trauma⚠

Chi is a young girl with a perfect life. Her parents care for her dearly and her big brother always plays games with her. Her family was perfect until an accident struck leaving Chi with very bad depression, causing her to lose touch with reality. Will she ever get back to her reality? Will she ever see her family again? Will she survive in her dark mind?

PLEASE LOOK AT THE MOST RECENT CHAPTERS, THE OLDER STUFF IS BAD AND/OR TRACED Im open for art requests, despite that's never gonna happen

01001000 01100101 01101100 01101100 01101111 If you have trauma this isn't for you please read at your own risk and this book is made from my own trauma

We all need to be a little weird and it helps to write / draw out our trauma. I welcome any and all stories you may want to share this is a safe place.

Why can't I see Why can't I see Why can't I see..

This is a place for my dreams to live, my dream are ...weird but some times cute , i question my dreams and you will question my sanity.

Hurdal, 1944. Amid the roar of falling bombs and clouds of smoke, in the cold sterility of a Lebensborn house, Mattie is born. He is a drop of blood from a corrupted promise of honor, the son of a deceived Danish girl and the vanished shadow of a Nazi officer. It was not only the city that burned, but every trace of his birth. When the Reich collapsed, Mattie was left behind as a child without origin, branded by history as the result of sin. At the orphanage in Lillehammer, he was the most despised. "Look at his eyes. Too blue," the survivors whispered, as if that color were a seal of betrayal he must carry alone. Warmth did come, but only like a dying flame. He was adopted by Helena Halvorsen, a young widow living with the bitter ghost of her past. Helena loved Mattie, but with a cold and half-formed affection, a hug that never fully closed, for her own husband had once been a Nazi-Norwegian soldier now remembered as a traitor. Mattie grew not from whole love, but from the aftertaste of old wounds. Under the stiff, gray Norwegian sky, Mattie was a traitor who never learned how to betray. In his adolescence, he sought refuge in language, writing poems about a land that refused to forgive and a longing without a name. He became a sensitive writer who had felt guilt since the moment he opened his eyes, asking "Can someone inherit a sin that isn't theirs?" After Helena's disappearance from his life, Mattie sought meaning in the city. He turned his scars into ink, becoming an anonymous author praised for his haunting voice. He succeeded in hiding-until his work drew attention. When journalists began digging, his birth was unearthed. Now the world stands ready to judge again: Who is Mattie? A child who only ever wanted to be loved? Or an eternal emblem of a war's unburied ghosts? Mattie is a tragic child of fate, a lingering question about forgiveness that refuses to fade. *This is an English translation of the Indonesian version.*

The title explains everything. Please do not read if you will be afraid or uncomfortable. #1 Traumacore 27.08.2022 #1 Nostalgiacore 27.08.2022 #4 Wallpaper 10.09.2022 #11 Weirdcore 08.09.2022

a person named Y/N wakes up in a dreamy dandelion field. ----------------- a very sad, romantic traumacore adventure all in one

𝖯𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒 !! :) 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 ♥︎

I'll create a backrooms level and share it there

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Static Drift - Part 4 - Before the Static Core What if you weren't meant to survive the drift - but complete it? Micah has walked through memory, identity, and time itself. Now, he descends into the heart of everything that broke him. The Static Core isn't a place. It's a consciousness - a living truth that's been watching since the first flicker of lightning. Here, reality rewrites itself in whispers. Mirrors collapse. And every version of Micah begins to fade... except one. This is where it all began. This is where he finds out why. The final descent begins now - where love becomes a frequency, memory becomes weapon, and the only way forward is to surrender everything you think you are.

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)

[ ALL IMAGES DON'T BELONG TO ME, CREDITS GO TO THE GAME ON ROBLOX CALLED CRITTERSPACE. ] - 🎀 - Critterspace, a space for critters, like you! Welcome to critterspace, where escaping reality is as easy as the click of a button; But be careful to not fall back in. - 🎀 - Tw: disturbing imagery, derealization, lbgtq+, (happy pride month!), elements of traumacore, gore, lore, and BPD+.

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.