Dissorders Stories

Power: The illusion of control. Perfidy: A deliberate act of betrayal *** Five years ago, Santiago Vides broke every rule to protect a woman who never asked to be saved. He walked into hell and came out wearing a stolen crown. Now he owns the operation. The money flows. The Brotherhood calls his name. And Tatiana sleeps in his bed. It should be enough. But empires built on blood and betrayal never stay quiet. When Vicente Robles, a ghost with a grudge, resurfaces with unfinished business and whispers begin spreading through the Brotherhood, Santiago prepares for war the only way he knows how: by tightening his grip. What he doesn't anticipate is the fracture coming from the one place he never armored against. Tatiana. Her betrayal forces him to confront a truth he's avoided for years: power is easy to defend. Love isn't. Because no matter how ruthless Santiago is, no matter how many men kneel at his feet, Tatiana remains the only thing he cannot command. And in a world where control is survival, one uncontrollable variable is all it takes to bring everything down.

Jean Kirstein was impossible. Loud. Arrogant. Annoying. Every day in class and outside was a battle, and somehow, every argument left you more frustrated than the last. You strongly disliked him. You argued with him. You rolled your eyes at him. He was everything you hated wanting. And yet... somehow, the two of you end up teaching each other the things you didn't know you needed to learn. ⤷ ゛𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 some rivalries weren't always meant to stay simple. 🟠 - [updating when i can] ⁉️ SLOWburn . . . 💌 frenemies - to friends - to lovers ⚠️ mature themes. 𝗝𝗘𝗔𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗜𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖 ©sneakpieck_2026

this is mostly stuff about us we didn't put in our bio! >:3

Carrie-Anne is a special toddler that has spinal muscular disorder, and she gets disowned by her birth parents. One day one direction come to her rescue and rescues her and cares for her. In the end will they be a family or not read to find out

Sonic and Shadow get tricked into spending their summer vacation together. Sonic, who secretly likes Shadow, can't help but think of this as awkward, but a dream come true. Shadow on the other hand, feels it as annoying, but soon he might start feeling the same way. Especially after learning more about him and experiencing a life threatening event. (Not my art)

A Joshler Story - where friendship slips into something deeper, and silence begins to speak volumes.

WHEN 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦. A person with bipolar disorder and obsessive - compulsive disorder (OCD), MEET 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘒𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘻. Atlas soon to be psychiatrists that will make him more insane and trigger his OCD. But what if 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 give up from being psychiatrists because of his OCD, what will 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 do to make his 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 stay by his side. Is there a cure for his disorders to make him good enough for 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩?

Ever wondered what it's like to live without talking? For people like us, it was a reality. Wattpad blog for referencing https://growingupwithselectivemutismbynat.blogspot.com/

--- "I'm Not Your Imagination." Tyler Joseph has spent years fighting to trust his own mind again. With medication, routine, and distance from his parents' constant doubt, he finally feels stable - grounded - real. Moving into his own apartment is supposed to be a fresh start. Then he meets Josh. Josh Dun: warm smile, restless energy, the kind of boy who feels like sunlight in human form. He shows up in Tyler's apartment like he belongs there. He listens to Tyler's music, laughs at his jokes, and sits on Clancy's old bass amp like it's his throne. There's only one problem. No one else can see him. Tyler's parents insist Josh is a hallucination - a sign he's slipping back into the darkness he worked so hard to escape. And when Tyler starts doubting himself, he begins to pull away from the only person who's made him feel understood in years. But Josh isn't imaginary. And he isn't alive either. He died in the apartment long before Tyler moved in... and he's been stuck there ever since. Tyler is the first person who's been able to see him, talk to him, care about him. Josh doesn't want to disappear again. Tyler doesn't want to lose the one person who makes him feel seen. But loving someone who isn't technically real comes with consequences neither of them are ready for.

Idol Lee Minho wasn't always this low. It was only when he decided to look at hate comments that he thought he wasn't enough. What does he have to do in order to prove to himself that he should be alive, healthy, and in Stray Kids?

He's unfriended and she's friendless. He's weird and she's strange. He's anonymous and she's mysterious. He's anxious and she's nervous. They are two different people, but the same story. #150 in Short Story (12/07/2015)

Every night in Kei's room, there were a lot of strange noises the boy could hear; rummaging things, foot steps, and his mother's shout. At this point, he decided to stay up late to figure out what's really going on in his room.

[Pink Floyd] "I barely made it to 30 and I have not decided what to do with my life. Why my bedroom window, all right? I do not care about anything anymore. I do not care if you care about me, I do not care if people hate me, I do not care if my past persecutes me. Everything passes. Today I just want to remember the past. From the drawings. Like parties. Like music. The friends The good times and the 60's." [Any resemblance with reality is purely coincidental. Sorry for my horrible grammar and editing, I was trying to make it really good.]

~Currently writing~ Jungkook always liked eating. This was the thoughts that came to his mind as he was on his knees in front of the toilet. Since when did it start to going all wrong? Trigger Warning: eating disorder self harm mentions of suicide suicidal thoughts

Explaining my disorder and meeting my alters.

What if the seven dwarfs never really existed and were just branches of Snow White's personality? Happy for the good days, Grumpy for the bad, Sneezy when under the weather and Bashful around that special someone. What if every time you looked into the mirror you believed you were a different person? Well, that's how it felt to be Holly Mills. Faced with Dissociative Identity Disorder, this Snow White's only problem wasn't running away from evil queens. It wasn't much of a joyride for her best friend Ava or her boyfriend Will, either. Waking up to find out that she didn't even remember them on some days weighed them down in ways they couldn't even begin to describe. On the days when Holly woke up as shy and quiet Elody, sleepy and sarcastic Alora or clumsy and overenthusiastic Daisy, her three distinct alternate personalities, she didn't know who her friends were and couldn't recollect any of her past memories with them. To be friends with her was like being friends with four different people. Ava had already mastered this, but Will still had a lot to catch up on. After all, it wasn't an easy task to date four different girls at the same time. Especially if each one was a complete opposite to the last. Nonetheless, Will wants to be with his girlfriend. All of her. Even if that means recreating his and Holly's love stories with all her split personalities just to try and refresh her memory. Maybe somewhere along the way, she could get better, even. With Ava's help and a long list of ways to charm his girlfriend, can Will make the so-called dwarfs fall in love with Prince Charming just like his Snow White did?

In the middle of an apocalypse a young girl, struggles to deal with reality. Story Cover Photography by me.

Moving away Running from her inner demons But they keep on chasing Hunting down Until she drowns Started: 17/5/2021 Finished: 11/9/2022

*TRIGGER WARNING* I have Borderline Personality Disorder These are the thoughts in my head I get the burning feeling to type out. Nobody in my life really cares to read them so I decided to put them on here. I have constant mood swings, so I can't tell you what poems will be happy and what poems will be sad. Some of them might be both Most of them I wrote during panic attacks If you're reading this, thank you.. It honestly means so much. (Update: the boy I wrote half of these poems about is now dead. A sand bank collapsed on him in Florida at Panama City beach. Travor Brown, may he rest in peace. 6/10/16) COVER CREDITS TO : @eveningblues

IED doesn't mix well with being a werewolf, he's unable to control his anger. When a pretty girl like Sevyn comes around, Naive and unaware of his condition, he can mask it for as long as he needs too for a girl like her.