Traumacore Stories

"They say the war is over. So why is the world still so loud?" For Matthew, 29 July 1944 isn't just a birthday, it's a mark of shame. In a post-war Norway that wants to erase every trace of Germany, Mattie is a reminder they can't burn. He only has two things left: a wooden boat in his dreams and Gutt, the teddy bear who knows all his secrets. This is a story of a boy trying to find a harbor in a world that has no room for a 'War Child.' Matthew is a Lebensborn child a product of a history the world wants to forget. Now, as the dust of World War II settles, he must navigate a life of silence, prejudice and shadows. While others see a 'Little Nazi,' Mattie only sees a horizon. He is waiting for the adoption ship, hoping that across the sea, someone will finally look at him and see a son, not a sin. Was supposed to be the "Perfect Child". But when the flags of the Third Reich fell, he was left behind in the cold Norwegian soil a living ghost of a fatherland that no longer exists. With a tattered teddy bear named Gutt as his only witness, Mattie spends his days staring at the horizon, waiting for a ship that will carry him to a home where he isn't called a 'monster.' But in the aftermath of 1945, some wounds don't bleed they just whisper. First title: Mattie God's gift of Lebensborn Second title: Tyskerbarn In the land of snow ___________________________________________ Draft: 26 July 2025 I always update depending on my mood 🗿

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

A cold hearted teenage girl named Iris. This is her full story.

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

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.

TW dream core ,trauma core ,weird core ,gore ,violence ,insanity I hope you enjoy 😊

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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⚠

Welcome home, my child. We understand how rough the real world has been with you and we are here to stay with you and help you recover and move on happily. ~ 🌹 Hey there, Kiddo. We heard you aren't doing too good in reality. So why not stop by and talk to me and your mom? We'll always be here for you. ~ 🐍

just some stuff I made. !TW! Contains vague talk of SH, suicide, ED and general mental illness. -JRR

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?"

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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 !!

just a place for me to vent n stuff! be careful if you read, some things may be triggering! ♡

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

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