Repression Stories

(please overlook my shitty scribbling I'm just bad at drawing. Also I'm very bad at scheduling so if its a long time between posts sorry) It all started when the SCP foundation found evidence of Playtime co's experiments on orphan children, Epsilon 11 was sent the factory was raided and all knowing about the bigger bodies initiative were disposed of and all living toys were contained . For the tiny smiling critters and the tiny nightmare critters this felt like a cruel joke played by God himself they thought they were finally being saved only to be thrown in another damn prison trying its best to pretend its not a prison (I do not own Poppy playtime or any SCP portiade in this)

What are you waiting for? Take a bite of my heart tonight. The Pitt © 2026.

Elara Cross had a life of rules, control, and fear-until Mara came into it. A protector. A temptation. A secret. One night changes everything, and the truth becomes a dangerous burden. ALIBI is a dark, emotional story of desire, sacrifice, and the choices we make when freedom comes at a cost. #1 in repression - 18/02/2026 #1 in shock - 11/02/2026 #1 in alibi - 18/02/2026

The little girl with dragon wings who works at the dress shop is silent, obedient, and most of all, loyal. She always does all the work asked of her without complaint or question. Nobody sees what's truly inside. Not even her. But one day, she meets a being who does.

*COMPLETED* "Liesel, what's the matter?" Max's concern was that of a mother's, so flat, but so serious. "Max, there is no one to thank left." Liesel changed her view to peer at the dusty floor. She missed Max's countenance gaping mouth and large eyes afflicted by her words. Not only had Max stolen the sky, he stole Liesel's heart too. Now, in Post-WWII Germany, the Allies have brought relief. Life is just beginning to come out of hiding, ready to blossom and flourish as it once did before. No one no longer cowers in fear. But something stirs in Russia: Communism. How will a Jew and innocent German girl make it safely in this ever-changing world that is right out their door? NOTE: This is after The Book Thief story (sequel if you will), so there are some spoilers if you haven't seen/read anything about it. However, if you don't care about the movie/book/spoilers, then it still makes for an eye opening, post-WWII fan fiction. Personally, I feel this is my best piece of writing I've ever shared on Wattpad. I hope everyone enjoys! NOTE: I DO NOT own any of the characters or the cover picture!

A young man discovers that he is the last of the "Metalbenders". A village deep in the mountains was responsible for all the weapons in the Kingdom of Tartus. After the heiress to the throne marries the master smith, the king outlaws all smithery as a punishment. Ilya, her son, ventures into the kingdom. One young smith will spark the revolution.

Allie lives in silence. May lives in laughter. They were never meant to collide, until a tutoring job binds them together in a secret neither of them can control. What begins as late-night lessons and whispered promises soon twists into something far more dangerous. Rumors spread, truths are hidden, and one careless sentence threatens to shatter everything between them. But when silence falls, and one of them disappears, Allie is left chasing shadows. Was it her fault? Was it ever real? Or were there forces pulling them apart long before either dared to speak the truth? Hidden Between Us is a story of secrecy, longing, and the fragile line between love and ruin. Some things are too dangerous to be spoken aloud, and some bonds are too strong to stay hidden.

Clara Grey's past is a shadow she can't quite escape, until a mysterious letter arrives, shattering the walls she's built around her memories. Hidden secrets. Old friendships. A summer long buried. And a haunting that won't let her forget. When Clara receives an anonymous letter that simply reads, "I know what you did," her world tilts. The cryptic message forces her to confront memories she's spent years trying to forget. As she digs deeper into the mystery, strange objects appear : a red box containing photos, a handmade bracelet, and a newspaper clipping about a missing boy. Each clue drags Clara back to Camp Eloise, a summer camp from her past where everything changed. But the deeper Clara digs, the more elusive the truth becomes. The more she uncovers, the more she feels the weight of something she can't quite remember, but she knows it's important. Something tragic happened at Camp Eloise, something that cost the lives of those who tried to escape their past. In a race against time, Clara must face the darkest parts of her memory. The truth, however, may be more horrifying than she could ever imagine.

Brian Quinn and Sal Vulcano are lifelong friends, however, Brian life is becoming more and more difficult as he tries to hide his deepest secret. Will Sal understand? Will Brian even real the truth to his life? Find out in I Can Change.

A poem based off the feeling of faking an emotion when around other people.

Tis where I write my emotional shit! also you see the cover...it ain't mine, but I made it look better The genre is humor because my life is a joke haha

But these terrible feelings; wanting to be held, to be kissed, to be ... loved. Sunoo pushes it down, like always. Emotional whack-a-mole. - A story of Sunoo's self-acceptance, with some help along the way. - 6k words sunoo centric ficlet some elements carry over from turning point

In a country ruled singlehandedly by a twisted royal counselor, a girl runs into a mysterious yet handsome man. The counselour has set his eyes on this girl, and will stop at nothing to make her his.

Everything would have been better if her parents had not so much attached to her, if they were not so... human. Thus, she could have entered the mold. But it was too late. {Work for my english class. It's only the first chapter for the moment. I don't know if I would write the following. Short text }

Some things are better left unsaid.

Two men bound by routine and invention find, for a brief moment, a shared rhythm-until the fragile machinery of life falters, leaving one haunted by the echo of what might have been.

The author examines manipulation and repression in Russia, focusing on Alexander Dvorkin, the ideologue of the anti-cult movement. The book shows how, using the rhetoric of fighting sects, Dvorkin created an atmosphere of fear, controlling public opinion and persecuting dissenters. His methods paradoxically resemble the methods of the totalitarian sects he fights against.