Sleepless Stories

Some things wake up when the world goes quiet.

° . * ✭ tr. characters / hanagaki takemichi ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ↳ hanagaki takemichi found out the only thing toman dislikes - him. it was true and had accepted the fact that he's a good-for-nothing gangster who can't even throw a proper punch. but it breaks his heart hearing that from the people he consider his friends . through his depressing journey , he met new people, made new friendships, and made new bonds. and chances gets him to situations with the top members of tōman, charming into his big heart, and so does a lot more people . ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ • au © soyaverse • tokyo revengers © ken wakui • status : ( O N - G O I N G )

Highest Ranks: #21 in shortstory!! 7.4.19 #31 in chicklit!! 7.10.19 ••• in which a coffee guy meets a girl who loves to ignite the coffee cups with coffee drawings. a drawing a day keeps emotions away- yet in this case, it created them ••• [WARNING: I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY RAGE OR OPINIONS YOU SHOULD CARRY DURING THIS BOOK. I SIMPLY TRIED TO MAKE IT AS FAST AS POSSIBLE AND DIDNT THINK TWICE BEFORE WRITING IT. PLOT TWISTS OCCUR. THANK YOU.] ••• cover by: @scrrilous i'm basically endorsing myself. [unedited]™

Thought provoking musings. Don't read too deep but not too shallow either

"When I am with you, sleepless nights and tired days are all a distant memory" 2nd book to Sleepless Night (K.L)

Ranting about things in life

Lone TV, causing trouble. Family gone, lone in hell

A novella in 9 chapters. The story of nightmares, romance and freedom.

Simple poetry written sometimes irrationally. Enjoy my sleepless thoughts. Enjoy my pain. Enjoy my fear and my happiness. Enjoy my smiles. Written with the ambiance of Slytherin common room in winter on a sleepless night with nothing to do but write.

NEW ONESHOT STORY 2/21/2020!!! An anomalous tale of an ordinary, sleep-hungry man being plagued by what he thought was his curse, but turned out to be his key to escape from the shackles that truly bound him. During a frigid, remorseless early morning of winter, he experiences an unwonted and unforeseen encounter that changes his world and his view of it altogether. Read on to witness how he transforms his handicap into a handy cup of coffee to flavor the blandness of mundane normality. Teaser: The coldness of the gales licked at him from every angle. The would-be thieves of all the heat in his body. He shivered, and he swore that he heard the ice demons cackle in delight. The rushing winds whipped at him as they enveloped his sweater in paralytic frost, eliciting another curse directed to the heavens above. By the time he reached his destination, he was half-frozen and half-damned for all the blasphemes he had unleashed. The coffee shop was a welcome change from the unending cruelty of the winter dawn. The hungering scent of brewed coffee hugged every wall and molecule of the restaurant. Relaxingly elegant orange lights painted every surface, giving it a warm and welcoming atmosphere, perfect for such a tumultuous night. "T-this must b-be h-heaven!" Even his thoughts were shuddering. Too preoccupied with his temperature problem, he failed to notice a person in front of him, unaware of the disaster that the human icicle will bring.

Actually, if I'm being honest, It's the most messed up, disastrous love story ever told. This is the story of how I fell in love, transformed into the most famous girl in school and turned my life upside down

Hi readers, It's about time that I come clean, and tell you all what is going on with me, and one don't think of me as a butterfly (I'm more of a moth,) and two I have been going through this problem for a while now, about 4 weeks ago, so read on if you wan't to find out.

*not complete*

A short story detailing a grizzly dream that tantalized my mind for weeks and held so much meaning to me. It offered me much insight into my subconscious and I felt a need to share and an ongoing collection of dreams that either helped me learn new aspects of myself or simply stuck around in my head long enough to vex me.

I have some issues with sleep. We all do, but mine is staying up until two in the morning when I have school the next day and staying up until seven in the morning when I don't have school. During these times, I have wierd thoughts/experiences. such as paranoia (if that is spelt correctly), things my sleepy father does wen he's up and about at night, and my siblings being siblings. I will also be talking about stories I am/will be writing, songs I'm listening to, or shows I'm watching. There could be more, but you'd just have to read to find out. Some of this isn't at night.

Sometimes I miss the thought of you. Other times I miss being better than you. Overall, I wish you'd get out of my head for a day. I'd like to think I'd sleep better that way. But that's a lie.

yahooo, vanilla chai here! These are the lyrics from the song Anxiety from Blackbear. I do this because the song reminds me of myself in so many ways. But now, enjoy.

[ENGLISH] Let me throw my useless feelings in this dark alley ! (Mixed feelings, no exact theme) *SONG LYRICs INCLUDED* Some kind of Diary for me..idk exactly ❌ Not suitable for kids to read Strong language, swear words and sucidal thoughts included ❗ [First English Non-Fiction By SugaFreeMochi_K] Sorry for grammar mistakes, I'm not good at English :333 Start Date: May 14, 2020 End Date: When I become happier

⚠️I changed the title from Insomniac to The Prince of Pills⚠️ 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

Stacy Parker, 23 years old, fresh graduate, born and raised in a small town in Indiana, has now set a goal to follow her passion and live independently in the infamous New York City, as an aspiring writer. Along the way, she learns that not everything shall go her way. New York, as much of a dream it sounds to be in, will turn out to be a complete nightmare for new faces like her in the industry. There will be bumps along the road, many, many trials. Will her passion for writing be enough for her to strive in such a cruel new environment? Or will she have to let go of her dreams and live the peaceful life in her little old town back in Indiana?