Instability Stories

Emma Franklin is a saint. Andrew Cody is a sinner. In the Cody house, Smurf is god and loyalty is a religion. But the "static" in Andrew's head only goes quiet at The Sandy Anchor, over bad coffee and a smile from a woman who calls him Andrew. When Smurf marks the diner as a decoy for their next heist, the sanctuary is compromised. Now, Pope has to pay the tithe. He'll be the one to walk through those doors with a mask and a gun, because the only thing more dangerous than terrorizing the woman he wants is letting someone else do it.

Denis is your typical boring office worker. He is a mild mannered, non-confrontational, totally laid back guy with a smile. On the outside at least. Inside though, Denis is constantly fighting with his other self, his voice, his demon... Damon. That guy is a mouthy pervert and drives Denis to distraction some days. Then there is work itself driving Denis to distraction too. Being bounced from contract to contract, he struggles to keep the motivation to keep going. But it is there that he meets Richie, the kid with smarts and attitude that he truly does admire. Even when things are at there worst, having a friend really helps. Sometimes our friends can help us see what we can't. They can warn us that something isn't right. They can see when we are losing ourselves. Denis has been alone for so long, he doesn't even realise he is missing time... But who is taking it?

This is a compilation of non rhythmic poems/opinions that I've noted down for sometime now and it seems that I want to put it out just to see how people react to my thoughts.

Trapped in a series of poisonous love affairs.

When the darkness falls it clouds the mind and forces a sense of uncertainty and fear within. A source of light can be the guiding torch that opens up the smog. A hint of truth lies between these metaphors, Harry Styles being the lightness in Louis Tomlinson's darkened world.

In an era where knowledge belongs to men, Haneul lives as a scholar in secret-serving the Joseon dynasty from the shadows. Raised among star charts and forbidden texts, she has devoted her life to the heavens, believing that silence and discipline would keep her safe from a world that would destroy her if it knew the truth. Everything changes the night she crosses paths with Kang-dae, the King's most feared deputy general-a man forged by war, bound by loyalty, and feared even within the palace walls. What begins as a chance encounter soon becomes something far more dangerous. Because Kang-dae is not just a soldier of the crown- He is a man standing at the center of a conspiracy that threatens to tear the kingdom apart. And Haneul... may be the key to it all. As secrets tighten like a noose and the court turns into a battlefield of lies, Haneul must decide: Remain invisible and survive- or step into the light... and risk everything. Because in Joseon, knowledge is power. And love? Love is treason.

This short story is NOT MEANT TO EMBARRASS/ OFFEND ANYBODY. I don't know what having Schizophrenia is like, or how schizophrenic people really think, but this is just my point of view. I also don't mean to offend the ethnicities portrayed in this short story. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Again, it is not mean't to hurt anybody.

In this poignant exploration of friendship and mental health, Brian and his friends navigate the complexities of life, love, and laughter while grappling with the realities of C-PTSD, OCD, and rage disorder. As they open up about their deepest struggles, they learn that vulnerability, far from being a weakness, is an essential source of strength and healing. Through raw, honest conversations and unwavering support for one another, they discover the power of sharing their stories and embracing the messy, beautiful journey toward healing.

A poem that describes the insecurity's of a young teen that they cannot silence.

Phoebe's fed up with her life; parents who have moved on without her, annoying housemates who can't even be trusted to look after her cat, and a so-called "group" of friends that Phoebe's convinced don't want her around anymore. Paranoid, she concocts a devious plan to "test out" how these people would react if she disappeared. Note: PG-13 on account of violence and some swearing.

{philophobia - the fear of falling in love} {agliophobia - the fear of being hurt} luke works at walmart by day and sits in bars at night. he drags himself through his mundane occupation and then drinks away the past - and he definitely doesn't stare at that one boy who's sometimes there with the drummer from that one band. michael just wants to get away, but ashton always makes him have a 'social drink'. he'd rather be dying his hair or slicing his wrists or playing guitar or anywhere but here - except when they go to this one bar, and he sees this one boy who stares at him a lot. ...or the one where michael's really tired of everything and luke's just lonely and hurt, calum pays luke's phone bills, and ashton pays michael's therapy bills... WARNING: this work may contain implied or explicit homosexual acts, substance abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, mental issues such as depression, and self-harm. Please do not read if these subjects might be of a triggering nature. DISCLAIMER: yeah, I don't own 5SOS, but I'm pretty sure you already knew that. lowercase intended for description ツ

Stay right there, and silently wait.

(Cover not related to story again LOLLLLLLL) Instanceverse... Easily the strangest of the UT multiverses as it has the og au's but it also has special au copys with unique twists, and 2 new gods. More interesting is easily the multiverse that sits above it, a place for reincarnation, change, second chance. Dedicated to and is for outsiders. This book is for short story's and Files on the different characters of this multiverse, in no particular order either. This is where the character Instability I hinted to lives btw. (All characters belong to their rightful owners) (Warning rn: murder, lore, abundance of info, drugs probably, and custom characters aka you can't get angry with me about canonicity cus my au) Written by CozyBrazenPrawn1234.

A man battling himself in a post-apocalyptic world.

♥ Las advertencias están en los tags ♥ Beelzebub ha pasado millones de años apartándose de los demás. Sus únicas interacciones son por trabajo, no deja que su mente se concentre en otra cosa que no sea ello. Gracias a que el intento de apocalipsis falló, Beelzebub se ve obligado a enfrentar las emociones y pensamientos que tanto ha intentado de bloquear e ignorar. Incluyendo memorias borrosas sobre su caída.

"You're so loved, Henrietta. So loved." Those words, haunt my dreams. I've tried, numerous times to try and remember more. It's impossible. I picture an off yellow glow and then the soothing words echo throughout the scene. The soft voice of a woman. Then as my brain works over drive to recollect anymore a huge headache occurs and the colours swirl until I am in complete darkness. Still, I feel calm. I am not afraid of darkness, in fact I consider it my friend. Taking me away from the harsh realities of life. One of these realities is that I am a cat. Well, become a cat. At precisely seven at night my whole body begins to itch and I lose control. I watch as my fingers turn into claws and my clothes fall off me. As always, the last part of me to change is my eyes. When I am human my eyes are a deep brown, but as soon as I turn the brown disappears and a vibrant blue over powers it. My pupils elongating and my tail, so fluffy and expressive sitting on top of my bottom. At night I come alive, living a life no other human will ever live. As a feline. I am, Nocturnal Purrings.

Writing overwhelmed with instability, protraying a decaying mind fighting with itself.