Insomnia Stories

𝐔𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 "𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐎𝐰𝐧. 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮, 𝟐𝟐 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐲- 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚. 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

This is a pureshadow story, I see the deciet trio as a family so...yeah! And whenever I read pureshadow/puremilk/shadowvanilla where shadow milk like moves in with pv i always wonder what happen to candy apple cookie and black sapphire, so...yeah, first few chapters are gonna be mama shadow milk 😁

In the shadowed hours when sleep evades the weary soul, we build altars from the fragments of a fractured world - raw free verse that confronts the ego's crushing weight and the digital haze of modern exile. These poems draw from noir nights and Catholic introspection, unearthing resilience amid PTSD's echoes, Ozark folklore's whispers, and a faith that questions even as it clings to Christ's sacrifice in the stranger's gaze. Here, beauty blooms in imperfection: an outlaw's crown forged from internal turmoil, societal manipulation, and the slow, deliberate repair of a GenX heart scarred by life's dust and screen-lit nihilism. With a gravelly edge and a defiant grace, the collection favors practical gratitude over grand illusion - inviting readers to linger at these insomniac altars, where transformation whispers louder than chaos. For readers who crave poetry that bleeds honesty, resists the rush of progress, and finds divinity in the everyday grind. A collection that listens for one blood's cry - and lingers like a half-remembered dream.

When the world sleeps, some people wake up. Mara has insomnia-long, endless nights filled with walking streets and counting hours that refuse to move forward. Leo has bipolar disorder-days that burn too bright and others that dim without warning. They meet by accident at a bus stop at 2 a.m., both awake for different reasons, and slowly form a connection built on honesty, boundaries, and understanding. This is not a story about fixing each other. It's a story about learning how to exist-together and apart-without being afraid of the dark. ⚠️all images used are not mine, I only own the characters and story line⚠️

Pelkus Bowl hasn't slept in weeks. When insomnia drives him to the brink of death, he crosses into a realm no living person was meant to see - and returns with something inside him. Now he can see the hidden auras of human souls, the angels walking unseen among us, and the darkness closing in from beyond the veil. But the memory of Heaven is fading... and whatever followed him back isn't. A dark urban fantasy about despair, redemption, and the terrifying cost of touching the divine.

The voice of those who struggle to express themselves...

i'm a boy. i swear to god, im a fucking boy.

IMPORTANT! Currently not updating this story. Please still feel free to read what is up though :)

"It's not boring it's convenient." He so wanted to embrace her but he knew better. "Leave me alone. It's none of your business" she hissed. "What if I want to make it my business Cassidy?" he said calmly. He slowly lowered himself on the ground and sat down in front of her. Her eyes teared up and she went back to sobbing on the pillow. "You don't know me Carter" she said softly. "Believe me I want to" he answered as softly. She looked at him and his heart sped as she studied him. He gave her a small smile. "I'm not as bad as I look" he told her. Follows the trials and tribulations of Cassidy Herring at her part time job at The Convenience Store. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © hanabi_neko2016.

Can you imagine being blackmailed? Blackmailed so that your innocent girl act in school will stay the same? Constant text starts, showing the real 'bad girl' you are. Soon enough they start invading your life, threats and secret information. If you were Calypso wouldn't you want to take action rather than living in fear? After all, we're not all perfect and all have secrets to hide.

help, i've been poisoned by my mind. and it's trying to kill me. if people wrote diaries about their thoughts the way they wrote about the people they hate, this would be it, but i like weird formats. this is my public diary. i'm not hiding it under my mattress hoping my parents won't find it. i want to speak to someone who will listen. i'm hoping that's you.

Leafy green's insomnia seemed incurable. That is, until she starts taking these special pills. They are the only thing that allows her to finally rest at night. But pills, of course, have to have side effects.... She finds herself suddenly in places she didn't remember going to. These 'blips' as she calls them, keep happening more and more. But they didn't seem that important. In one tragic event, Leafy's life turns upside down in a flurry of death, loss, rekindling friendships, more 'blips', mysterious murders , nightmares, and fire demons . Will Leafy manage to save what she thinks matters most? And can we manage to save what is more important... Her sanity? (all characters are owned by Jacknjellify)

Anna is seventeen years old and wakes up every day exhausted by a life she hasn't yet begun. She smiles when she needs to. She replies, "Everything's okay," when she's not. A silent war rages inside her head, unseen. This is a story about depression, loneliness in the midst of people, and trying to find light when everything seems too heavy. Because sometimes the biggest struggle is simply getting out of bed. History of me, you, somebody who is going through hard parts of their life. This isn't just a normal story, it is something that lots of us miss everyday. It is based on my personal feelings, and based on life of a struggling persons. Story written with help of people that went through the same - some words are hard for me to type so it was just "Easy way". Have a good day, night afternoon, life...

[This is basically like a spin-off story that I wrote about all the Dreamcatcher's main title songs so all the credit goes to them and the company, I just do the thinking and writing lol] ~Plotline~ 3 friends were on an adventure deep in the woods while trying to find a mysterious abandoned mansion that was rumored to be the home of 7 girls that disappeared mysteriously. Haejun, Minhee, and Sunghoon went to find the mansion to discover the truth about the missing girls and hoped to have a thrilling adventure while trying to find the mansion. But the moment they found the mansion and entered it, mysterious things keep happening to them and eventually, they gave up on that mansion and left. But for some reason, one of them kept thinking about the mansion and couldn't stop feeling pulled in it. What's the truth behind this mansion? Who are the 7 girls that disappeared? How did the story begin? And how will it end?

Nova's little sister, Evie Artino, is alive. It has been ten years since they last saw each other, when Evie died at eleven months old, and now they're face-to-face, mysteriously around the same age. However, Nova has a new life, one among the Renegades, under the aliases of Nova McLain and Insomnia. With Evie and her friend, who only goes by Resurrection, both being prodigies, there's more than enough trouble to go around. Their only hope is to not be discovered by the Renegades, and there is no "or else," only the flat, desolate look of the holding cells. [On hold indefinitely.]

3:50 a.m. How well I know you. How many times we have already met- despite the fact that we were never meant to. A life without sleep-who could even imagine such a thing? Élio Dio Badeaux certainly couldn't. And yet, in the second week of his orientation placement on the neurology ward, he is forced to confront exactly that reality. Night after night, caught between exhaustion and mystery, Élio is drawn deeper into a world where sleep no longer exists. And within that darkness, he finds something even more unexpected: his great love. ___________ Start: 11/01/2026 End: ___________ ⛧boys love ⛧romance, angst, youngadult ⛧disclaimer: english isn't my native language/mother tongue. please ignore grammar or spelling mistakes. you can say if something is wrong and i change it but say it in a friendly way. ⛧trigger warning: mention of death ⛧plagiarism is a crime!!! I worked so hard on this, please accept. ©Sophie

Oumeno is my comfort ship so yeah

Shallow Wells hold an ocean of water. Few words hold the most emotions. Shallow words can create an ocean of damage.

A place in this world is all she ever wanted, nothing more, except when she finally and ultimately addresses her desire for the one thing she knew she could never obtain: A family. A real, loving family. When she finally gets what she thinks she needs, she questions herself. Her journey through this world is strange, unique, and relatable. To find herself.

Dipper shivered. His body felt wrong. Something was wrong... what was it? He'd look at his hands and stare at the self harm that wasn't inflicted by him. Mabel watched from the other room, in secret. Soda dripped off her brother's face in mass amounts, he'd stare at the same page in his journal for hours... something was wrong and she intened to find out what. -------------------- I'd just like to say, it's been a year since FfC and my writing has improved massively. So, I've decided to rewrite one of my most popular stories, except in an (almost) worthy quality.