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steelcovey
Ongoing, Unang na-publish Mar 21, 2013
Raised

Have you ever had that draining feeling? Kinda like you just lost something and now you’re just running everywhere; like you’re pooling around yourself on the floor? That’s what it feels like when you get clipped by a bullet from a fifty cal. Yes I lived if you’re wondering and no not by normal circumstances. I was a soldier in the U.S. Army it was my birthday and my second year as an E.O.D. I was 21 as of that day and happy to be. (E.O.D. Explosive Ordinance Disposal aka bomb boy) we were on our way back from a bomb threat; it was like any other day, hot as hell and humid too. We were at the checkpoint and that’s when my life took a turn for the worst.
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Saved By a Stranger ni BrittanyRose7
1 parte Kumpleto
No one stopped to look. No one glanced in the alley I cried in. I was tired of this place, so tired of the endless days that stretched out before me. The emptiness in my heart was eating me alive, with no end in sight. My own darkness was swallowing me whole and leaving nothing alive. The tears froze on my bright red cheeks. I was tired of feeling so broken, but most of all I was tired of being so alone. I pulled out the cold heavy weapon from my coat and stared at it. "If someone would look this way," I thought, "If someone would just glance at me and see my pain. I won't do it." There was a man standing in front of me. After he removed the single bullet from my pistol, he handed it back to me, and left. I followed the man at a distance back to his apartment. He knew that I had followed him and waited at the door to let me in. For reasons I cannot explain I entered his tiny apartment. I fell asleep at the table playing with the bullet and woke up to my alarm the following morning. There was a pillow beneath my head, a blanket over my shoulders, and a note that read: "Dear Stranger..."
When Darkeness Breathes...(Contest) ni AelfwynnMacGregor
1 parte Kumpleto Mature
How can I explain what has happened? How a lifetime of pain and disability was far more sinister and darke than even I could have imagined? I am only now discovering the truth, and I will share it with you, page by page from my journal. Do you have the courage to uncover the truth? Will you make it to the end with me? Lets see... (This story is dedicated to everyone who has ever felt different or misunderstood. We are all equal♡) This is the condensed version for the #TNTHorrorContenst entry.
White Top Hats ni Ashley_Bronner
11 parte Kumpleto Mature
It started when the rain fell. As it hit the windows rhythmically, I fought my sleep. Fighting off the demons in my dreams. I hadn't realized how real that dream became. Waking up to terrified screaming. My heart racing, the lighting striking and my family begging for their lives. I claimed myself as a coward that very same night. I hated myself. My depression became the best of me. What's worst then your family being slaughtered? Hiding in the closet from the killers. I should've helped, I should've been there for them. The pain between my chest and stomach was growing guilt. So I started thinking smart. Looking at everyone differently. I decided to reopen their cold cases. And when I found the truth it hit me deep.
A Match to Water ni shiningpolaris
14 mga parte Kumpleto
Laying on the ground I couldn’t tell if I was alive or on the verge of death. I felt alive, but I was in a corpses body. But of course, if I was dead who would really care? Parents? My ‘friends’? My relatives, oh I don’t even want to think about that.. No one would really care..at least that is what I thought. Looking over at my wrists I see the familiar red color coming out, but it was worse. Much worse. Feeling my eyes start to close of fatigue I let them fall, I’m tired...all I need is a little..rest. The loud slamming of a door comes to my ears but I pay no attention, it was probably just the wind or my dad coming home not knowing his own strength and breaking the door. But that wasn’t on my mind right now. Rest. Thats all I need. A break. A time out. A chance to get away. Just a little time. One thing that came to my mind was that song. That song. I was absolute in love with that song, though I never really knew why. It was just that feeling inside that, made you feel connected. Yes. That song. Pierce the Veil, oh his voice is beautiful.. Just can calm me and make me fall asleep. On the verge of life or death I feel like, I’m floating. Something is holding me. Either the arms of angels or demons I don’t know. Just I was floating. The grip around me gets tighter, it wasn’t flames or clouds that I was getting lowered into. It was softer than clouds. It was one of the best places. I obviously have been here at least once, or I wasn’t at all. Maybe in one of my dreams. In a daydream. I wasn’t sure. But whatever or whoever this was made me feel comfortable, something that I haven’t been able to have. I hear this low voice above right above me, it was sad, full of regret, and most of all wanting. Begging. Pleading. Screaming. Crying. “Wake up! I know you can hear me!”
Me Before YOU - BSD ✔ ni w_kai1
18 parte Kumpleto Mature
[ COMPLETED ] "𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢" Reminder: ⚠️ Various BSD x Male Reader/Executive Male Reader insert Angst + Romance 3/3 acts completed Started: 24/03/2022 Ended: 12/10/2022 Being his superior is truely making you tired He attempted to break free, but the fall was once again a never-ending loop. For the male, the pain was bearable, but for you, it was excruciating. But it wasn't your predicament that occurred; it was his. Dazai's circumstances has not yet devolved into hopelessness. He doubted about the height and the vulnerability of his physique before to the crash. He'd be still on the ground, surrounded by horrified citizens. Coughs of blood erupted when the horrors were committed. Even though you were there with your eyes open, all you could see was black. Your vision was unaffected. You were relieved that he was okay since his body sprang to its feet as if nothing had happened, but were you? Those dreadful memories flood your mind at random intervals, causing you to lose concentrate on the tasks you were given. You've become too soft, and you've taken on too much responsibility for yourself. Falling down when leaning against a wall. You tied your breathing while holding your head to your knees. You were known as the Port Mafia's key, the Port Mafia's answer, and the Port Mafia's power source. You, on the other hand, wanted the solution for yourself. Why can't you answer your own questions if you've answered queries from others honestly? You were curious as to why and how you had become so mentally weakened. #bsdangst 01/08/2023 #510 bsd 31/03/2022 #322 bsd 06/04/2022 #300 bsd 07/04/2022 #20 atsushinakajima 08/04/2022 #18 atsushinakajima 11/04/2022 #11 bsdxreader 07/05/2022 #36 armeddetectiveagency 08/08/2022 #51 bsd 11/08/2022
My Kidnapper Likes Me ni DakotaWiggins
40 parte Kumpleto Mature
I was walking to work one morning when a bag gets thrown over my head and I'm jerked back by two arms encircling my waist. My parents always told me this could happen as my father is the judge and put a high profile murderer behind bars. He set the bail at 1.2 million dollars and I honestly don't know why my father is still alive. I was in the courtroom but the little girl who was sitting next to me- maybe thirteen, so not really little- said there's no way he did it. Kids are a pretty good judge of character but I had to agree that some things looked off when the evidence was shown. The next thing I know the bag is pulled up some and a rag is put over my mouth and nose. I cringe inwardly at how cliché it is but hey chloroform does the trick and I'm out before we started moving.
Awake ni googleand123
18 parte Kumpleto Mature
We were going on a field trip. Quiet trip,for me.Not talking. Everybody else is,but I zone them out.Just thinking.Then it happens.It comes strait towards my seat on the bus.Crash.Im out.Everything's dark. I hear ambulance.I feel that I'm being carried somewhere.I hear talking.I don't know where I am,but that's not what I'm worried about. ✌️
Redemption | Chuuya x Reader x Dazai | ni X0_Cuteplosion_X0
23 parte Kumpleto
It had been years since you last saw the red-head. You had lost contact after moving to London to live with your fiance. Suddenly back in Japan, single, without anything to your name, you find him by luck. Turns out, in those few years a lot had changed in Yokohama. From the king of the sheep to a mafioso's dog. Old feelings, ones you had set aside travel back up, new feelings rise to meet those. In the way of all of that, the monster who called himself your fiance. The lies of your past, the twist of your words, all of those undone by his sudden appearance. Is redemption a possibility, if somebody like dazai reached salvation in the light surely, you'd find that same light? After all, they didn't need to know that awful past. Warnings- - She/her pronouns used - Shorter than Chuuya - Last two chapters contain smut (can be skipped over via skipping bold / italic text) - Gore - Swears Top 10 in # 1 in chuuyaxreader on 3/24/21 # 1 in mafiaxreader on 3/24/21 # 5 in mildgore on 3/24/21 # 1 in dazaixreader on 4/10/21 # 1 in mildgore on 4/10/21 # 1 in straydogs on 4/10/21
𝘚𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 (Dazai Osamu X Reader) ni kr1stii
13 parte Kumpleto
[please read] You are a 21-year-old woman. Dumped by your (now) ex boyfriend, you have nowhere else to stay but your car. You work at a small café so you can get by and you still have hope. Hope for life. One day, on your way to your car from home, you met a mysterious man. Is that man going to change your life for good or he'll leave you like your ex boyfriend did? (Okay so you all know that when Dazai was in the port mafia he was 15 years old but for obvious reasons everyone in the port mafia will be at least 20 years old in this story so think of them like that) Also, I wrote this in quarantine when I had nothing else to do and decided to publish it because why not. Don't cringe too hard lmao ! 𝗕𝗹0𝗼𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘂1𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 ! 𝘠/𝘕 = 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘦/𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴 ! 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ! Of course I don't own Bungou Stray Dogs, or any of the characters except the mc and her ex bf/family.
Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️ ni ZaynismRules
10 parte Kumpleto
***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.
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Saved By a Stranger cover
When Darkeness Breathes...(Contest) cover
White Top Hats cover
A Match to Water cover
Me Before YOU - BSD ✔ cover
My Kidnapper Likes Me cover
Awake cover
Redemption | Chuuya x Reader x Dazai | cover
𝘚𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 (Dazai Osamu X Reader) cover
Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️ cover

Saved By a Stranger

1 parte Kumpleto

No one stopped to look. No one glanced in the alley I cried in. I was tired of this place, so tired of the endless days that stretched out before me. The emptiness in my heart was eating me alive, with no end in sight. My own darkness was swallowing me whole and leaving nothing alive. The tears froze on my bright red cheeks. I was tired of feeling so broken, but most of all I was tired of being so alone. I pulled out the cold heavy weapon from my coat and stared at it. "If someone would look this way," I thought, "If someone would just glance at me and see my pain. I won't do it." There was a man standing in front of me. After he removed the single bullet from my pistol, he handed it back to me, and left. I followed the man at a distance back to his apartment. He knew that I had followed him and waited at the door to let me in. For reasons I cannot explain I entered his tiny apartment. I fell asleep at the table playing with the bullet and woke up to my alarm the following morning. There was a pillow beneath my head, a blanket over my shoulders, and a note that read: "Dear Stranger..."

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