Selfacceptance Stories

A high school student living a normal life who struggles with attachment-he gets close to people easily but feels a sudden emotional distance once it becomes real. He isn't sad or broken, just confused by why this pattern keeps repeating. The story follows his slow awareness of these tendencies and how he begins to understand himself without turning it into something dramatic.

Coming out as a lesbian is hard. Falling in love with your ex-bully, who keeps you a secret, is even worse. Willow never planned to fall for Davina, but the heart doesn't always listen to reason. She ends up loving a girl who is still in the closet and not ready to be honest with the world. As if luck was on her side, Willow's biggest bully, the loud head cheerleader and homophobic Amelia Summers, turns out to be a closeted lesbian too. This time, though, Willow isn't just surviving. She's finally ready to have a little fun and maybe get some revenge.

There is a way, they say. A price. A choice only you can make. Could there be another Nexari on campus? "...Magic doesn't exist," "Wait-you're a Nexari?" "Please... don't make me learn how to live without you." "You shouldn't have left us like that," "I... I need you here." "Clade, don't you dare. You know how cruel they are. Even if you surrender, they'll still kill everyone." "I like you."..."I don't know when it started. Maybe when you patched me up after that first fight, or when you yelled at me for skipping practice. Or maybe it was before all that. But it's you. It's always been you." "I love you." he said softly, letting the words carry over the mindlink. "Even if you only see me as your younger brother, even if... even if that's all I am to you... I will always love you. Thank you for everything. For keeping me safe, for being who you are.... be strong. Always. Goodbye" "After the fight... you and I go somewhere far away.. Just us.. No fighting. No artifacts. No saving the world. We'll take a train, or fly somewhere warm. Somewhere quiet. You can complain about the sun and I'll complain about sand." ****** In the shadows of Ravenwood University, eight strangers possess extraordinary abilities. As magical disturbances disrupt the campus, they must navigate their secrets, forge unexpected alliances, and confront the sinister Umbra Collective. Will they master their powers and unite to save their world, or will the darkness within tear them apart?

Everyone still calls Chase brave. Loyal. Strong. He nods, smiles, pretends the words don't sting. They don't see it. the way his paws shake when the radio goes quiet. The way the silence feels heavier than any mission. He tells himself it's fine. Just another long day. Just another night without sleep. But when the noise fades and he's finally alone, the mask slips. The uniform isn't armor anymore. It's a cage. He remembers when he loved the sirens. Now, they sound like ghosts calling him back to something he can't fix. He closes his eyes. Feels the world spin beneath him. "Get it together, Chase," he whispers. But his voice breaks halfway through. Themes: emotional breakdown • trauma • self-worth • identity crisis • running away • internal battles • healing journey ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of depression, suicidal ideation, emotional trauma, and self-isolation. It explores the internal struggles of a character living with intense mental pain, including references to a suicidal past and future. While graphic methods are not described, the emotional content may be distressing or triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you or someone you know is struggling, please consider reaching out to a trusted person or seeking help from a mental health professional. You are not alone.

Your mind is a burning room, a drowning storm, and a torturing fairy-tale all at once. Now, descend through its layers and discover what waits in the one place even the flames can't reach. Sad Sundays is my weekly space to share melancholic poetry, words that help me navigate the stillness, the weight, and the quiet storms of recovery. Each Sunday, I post a new piece that I've written, using poetry to process my journey through detox and rehab, to face the difficult parts of healing, and to find meaning in the silence. Every poem is written by hand with help from the Rhymezone platform. This series is as much for me as it is for anyone who finds comfort in knowing they're not alone on their gray days. I will eventually try to tie most of my work together into a larger piece, but first and foremost, this will function as a collection of my writings while I am going through detox. There may be an underlying story, but perhaps not. Find out next week, and join me for a Sad Sunday moment. New Upload every Sunday at 18:00 (6 PM) German time - CET/CEST (UTC+1/UTC+2).

Some days I feel held together only by habit. Other days, I wonder if what remains is even me. Memories, mistakes, fleeting moments, and pieces of me you'll only see if you look close enough.

It was a mess neither of them wanted to be in. There was an attack in Amity. Damian had been pulled beneath the waves, and Danny Phantom was too late to save him from drowning. The kid was long gone. Danny had no choice but to turn him into a siren to keep him alive, but that was far from the end of their troubles. With Amity blockaded, they're forced to travel the oceans to bring Damian back home to Gotham. Between the hunters, family members and his all-important secret, Danny can only wonder when something terrible will happen, not if. Cover art by Mizarts on tumblr! https://www.tumblr.com/mizartz/749588534510354432/a-deep-sea-danny-for-mermay-i-got-inspired-by

Sometimes shit happens. Hey, it's not always your day, it's alright. One moment you're riding high, soaring above these mud-riddled plains with the king of mercs by your side, another, you're running far away from the crater he blew himself up in. You've really outdone yourself this time. W's dead, there's angel blood on your fingers and something itches to grow out of your skull. To pierce those gray curls of yours and bask in the twin moon's soft gaze. Something brewing deep within, eager to dim that halo forever and shatter your wings. A piece of you that's always been there, always hiding and growling, waiting for its moment to shine. So, hit the lights, Andy. Give it some stage time. Let yourself live a little. Throw out that Lateran jacket, put on some leather. Grow a pair of horns, befriend a fiend. Forget Laterano, forget Lungmen. Kazdel is your new home. And your new home's where you rightfully belong, you little rascal. Hellooooo people !! Here we are, a SPIN-OFF story of my "Curly Head" series, in which Andy actually went on that one job he previously ditched and got himself into quite a predicament. In this one, I'll turn the angst-meter down, I promise. W and Andy, happy times. :D This is, of course, perfectly fine as a standalone work, I think, but if you're new and wanna brush up on the lore then you can do just that! Series starts with "Goodbye Curly Head", rest is pretty straightforward. Summed up: thirteen year old boy from Laterano ships himself off to fight in the Kazdel Civil War for peacekeeping reasons, situation turns to shit at the end of his tour, forced to stay in Kazdel and make money as a merc, meets up the first W's crew at the age of sixteen, circus-slapstick follows. Ps: I'm not giving up on "Almost Green", only taking a small break and also delivering some much needed fluff-ish stuff. Tell me you thoughts in the comments, I tend to reply to every single one of them and love reading through them all! Have fun!

"You can be anything. Be yourself."

In a city where magic flows like code-compiled, structured, auditable-Vex has learned to survive by being useful. They cannot cast. Every spell crashes with a fatal error no diagnostic can explain. So they've become a translator, a compiler, making everyone else's magic work while their own refuses. When wild-code appears-magic that flows from intention rather than syntax, impossible to regulate or suppress-the Mage Council sees risk. Vex sees people whose magic works differently, not wrongly. People the system rejected first. Commissioned to help eliminate wild-code, Vex must choose between the safety of invisibility and the risk of being seen. Between a career built on working around their "limitation" and fighting to prove it was never a limitation at all. A novel about systems that claim to be neutral, magic that refuses to lie, and the cost of rewriting infrastructure when you can't stay invisible anymore. Updates Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays!

*SOME S.H INVOLVED IN THE STORY* Y/n-your name is a 13 almost 14 year old with minor O.C.D and ADHD. She used to play for the Iceland team until she quit due to the hate and bullying on the team. She was suicidal for a few months during her time playing with Iceland. Her past is something she never likes anyone talking about, too many bad memories. She fidgets with her fingers constantly and scratches her knuckles when she is feeling anxious or is about to have a meltdown. Her brother Kai who is just a few years older, has been with you for everything that has happened. He is a calm collective person, or so we thought. He hides his emotions under a smile, one who can't tell anything else weather he's happy or not. Y/n has kept herself clean due to her not dealing with her old team, but that can change dramatically.

I know the world is ending. I know it seems like its almost over but you're not alone this time. We can find another way out. So its something like fixed season 5 of stranger things (original one was low key bad). By fixed season i mean the ending i think would be better but everyone has their opinion i respect and hope others are going to respect mine. Fic has some grammar and verbal mistakes because im not native speaker but i hope its readable. There are going ti be some byler things, i plan on changing el's fate a little bit because what the hell was that? She didnt deserve it. Not this way. Soo enjoy. I'll try my best to post at least one chapter every week. Hope it gets some readers lol (I plan on writing A LOT of chapters. Hope ill make it work somehow)

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Pattern intercept is a poem I wrote originally in 7 parts but decided to break it into 9. This poem explores pivotal moments of inward observation on the journey of how I became aware of emotional and relational loops in my life. A time when my sensitive nature became my perception, my pain became information. I began to understand my newfound awareness and how it became a quiet act of rebellion. As you read you begin to see this is inspired by relational dynamics, and then begins to Morph into recognizing that it's really about patterns. How they form, how they are defended, and what happens when someone becomes conscious enough to interrupt them.

She hides behind her hoodie - but not even that can cover a heart full of secrets. In the quiet spaces between laughter and silence, 17-year-old Ava hides - beneath baggy clothes, beneath whispered truths, beneath expectations that don't fit her skin. Caught between two worlds - half Black, half Asian, and wholly unseen - Ava walks a tightrope of silence in a home where love is conditional and truth is dangerous. Her best friend is the only person who feels like safety... but also the one person she can never confess the truth to. Because Ava's secret isn't just that she's in love - it's who she's in love with. Beneath the Baggy Hoodie is a quiet rebellion, told in stolen glances, unspoken words, and the fragile, fierce hope of becoming someone unapologetically real. If you've ever felt invisible, unheard, or unloved for who you really are - Ava's journey is for you. I hope it touches something deep inside you - and that her silence and courage linger with you long after the final page. Some truths live in silence. Others hide in hoodies. -Oryyy

Words are bullets. Readers are targets. Come all, the loud and the silent! Dive into this merriment. Hi there! This is my collection of poetry & prose divided into three parts: When she hurts When she heals When she soars

A season 5 remake of Byler in which Mike has become a new threat to Vecna and the two must face their feelings and fears to overcome him. "couldn't fight to save your life, but you looked so cool" -ethel cain ✧∘₊ This was real. Mike was safe. His warm hand was comforting him as if nothing else mattered. The only real thing in this world. Will exhaled and tears reappeared as he wept. Mike embraced him into a deep hug and Will felt the warmth of his presence as he melted into him. "It's okay, you're safe now. You're safe."

Draco Malfoy discovers a tube of his mother's red lipstick and learns that accepting yourself takes time. Goes from the summer before sixth year to eighth. I'm bad at summaries.

Her Journey, is about a girl who is going through the motions as she heals from her past life and past trauma. With new things added to her plate, she does what she can to keep those things near her. As she gets older, she notices her faults and flaws. In this journey, she grows and better the best version of herself with help from herself and her love.