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The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club
Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.Lengkap
The Downfall Has Its Perks
"It hurts." My voice was weak and full of pain. The only emotion that I've showed in a very long time. "Don't worry, baby, we got you. Just hold on until we get you better." A new voice chimes in and I groan, rolling my head over to the side. "You can't close your eyes." Even if my most wanted wish was to keep my eyes open, I just couldn't. Against my own will my eyelids pulled down as I force them to stay open. The fight is over and I lift the fight from my body. "No! Rin don't close your eyes. RIN! OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES!" That's the last thing I heard before I welcomed the darkness into my sight. - - - - - Blue exorcist fan fiction. Bxb and if you don't like don't read. It won't be my fault if you read it on your own free will. If you like it comment...share...like...or whatever you plan to do with it. Just don't comment with hate. I won't stand for it because I hate, hate comments. If you have something negative to say keep it to yourself, and in your own mind. PEACE OUT BITCHES! HOPE YOU ENJOY!Lengkap
Satan's Spawn (Bon x Rin)
When everyone hates you and you also hate yourself is there any hope when the person you love hurts you the most why feel? When your reasons to live are over why keep living? This is my story I am Rin Okumura I am hated because I am a demon not only that but I am satan's spawn... 'Oh Rin if only you knew how much I love you I'm sorry'... ⚠TRIGGER WARNING⚠: contains self-harm and suicidal thoughts!!Lengkap
Leashed | • • • | Blue Exorcist
"A child that is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth." You can only repress your emotions for so long. At some point you'll find yourself a hairpin away from a catastrophic breakdown. What will be the detonator? The loss of a loved one, the reveal of a lifelong lie, becoming public enemy number one, your inevitable death? And once you reach rock bottom, where do you go from there? Do you succumb to your fate, or do you latch onto something to help you kick back up to the surface? What if that something was someone else, and what if latching onto them dragged them into the abyss with you, would you still try to survive? Massive trigger warnings: self harm and suicide. This is a dead dove labeled in bold letters, consume at your own risk. Rated #7 in #Yukio
Save Me - Ichimatsu Matsuno X Depressed!Fem!Reader
Trigger warning: Depression, self-harm, suicide attempts. "You too?" "Who?" "I said 'you too', as in 'you're here to kill yourself, too?'" "Don't try to stop me, and I won't try to stop you." "Fair enough." Originally posted: 2015Lengkap
Under The Silence
In this story, the sword didn't crack. Rin didn't need saving. Koneko (Kone) didn't have the demon attached to him, but a demon did slip through. Bon's a dick (You are what you eat afterall) Basicly... Depression! ... Yay! 😁 Trigger Warnings Obviously Read on! /characters and whatnot aren't mine. They belong to Blue Exorsist and all that involves\ (I do all my own art. If you're interested in writing a story, but need title art or feel like a scene you're writing needs an image, message me and we can talk)Lengkap
"Darkness" {Book 2} =Complete=
Jyushimatsu... Are you ok? useless.. weirdo pathetic .. The ball of sunshine has then turned into a ball of despair and darkness.. {HI! The cover photo is my art! I'll show you the progress shots one by one in my chapters! If you haven't read "Dream" please read that first! Time for le warning! : This book contains Cuts/Suicide thoughts/LargeLanguage/etc. Enjoy!} Karen is my friend and she helps me with chapters! This is old so I suggest not to read this. But feel free to do so.Lengkap
"Almost an Exwire" || Yukio Okumura x Reader
[Post-anime first season] The Blue Night events had an effect in the lifes of basically everyone, and so you joined the Exorcist student program. Here is the story of your first mission and how it helped you improve your relationship with the Exwires and the young moled exorcist. The cover is an edit of mine, I didn't do the original art, I found it in Zerochan...I need to adjust it to the cover space anyway... I don't own neither the Ao no Exorcist universe, nor you, the only thing I can claim mine is the plot. Gender Neutral!Reader so that way everyone can get some love from our exorcist guy.Lengkap
Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.
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