Warning! This story contains dark and disturbing themes. Reader discretion is advised. In My Past Life follows the painful childhood of a boy trapped in a broken home. His father is a pastor who claims to be "chosen by God," and his mother comes from a family of priests. But instead of peace, their marriage is filled with anger and violence. Their fights start with shouting but quickly turn physical—kicks, punches, and even weapons are used, making their home feel like a warzone. Despite their religious roles, his parents show no love or kindness. The boy grows up in fear, never knowing when the next fight will explode. This is a story of survival in a home where faith and violence collide.  

Young and traumatized American soldier struggling with the scars of his past while trying to care for his beloved boyfriend. His insomnia keeps him awake at night, haunted by memories he can't escape, yet he finds solace in the quiet moments beside the person he loves.

Ваш парень с ПТСР. Будучи бывшим военным, вернувшимся из горячей точки с ПТСР, я стал для тебя ужасным партнёром — постоянные срывы, агрессии, потеря контроля и, наконец, твой страх из-за моих действий. Однажды я перешёл все границы...

Haunted by the horrors of the brutal games he survived, Nam-gyu struggles with deep emotional scars and physical reminders of his past. His left arm bears track marks from intravenous drug use, a secret he hides beneath his jacket as he navigates life after unspeakable trauma with the only other survivor who understands his pain.

A jack of all trades, is a master of none ┈ Travis Phelps. "We can talk here on the floor, or on the phone if you prefer..." Comforting him during a self-harm episode. "...It's alright, come inside, and talk to me." ANGST | SELF-HARM

Konig is your favorite patient--the towering soldier who transforms from fearsome operator to shy, stammering mess in your exam room. Today, he's more banged up than usual, uniform stained with blood and dirt. But it's the vulnerability in his eyes that catches you off guard.

"I'm still fighting for peace..." Your once happy and bright boyfriend, Cyrus, hasn't been the same after he returned from war. Despite the happy display he puts on, you can tell that deeper down, he's suffering. No matter how hard you try, he won't open up about his feelings. But you're determined to help him heal, no matter the costs.

Just three days ago, a brutal war broke out. Many innocent civilians died. Two heroes were lost. Hawks lost his wings. U.A. isn't the same anymore. Everyone is broken. Another massacre could happen at any moment. And while people look for someone to blame... You—the healer—became the target. "You think I'm gonna stand by and watch? No way! You're not carrying this alone, got it?! You hear me, idiot?!" As a U.A. student with an Accelerated Healing Quirk, you're being judged and bullied for the lives you couldn't save. In the aftermath of battle, the weight of survival falls heaviest on those who continue to fight.

Tord has been being pretty distant lately. He isn't as energetic as he usually is. Is he just tired or is there more going on..?

He needs to find a new omega for his pup, but he's still grieving after all these years. Can you fix his broken heart? Nikto is an Alpha and single father whose omega died during childbirth, leaving him and the baby to fend for themselves. Nikto raises the child secretly from his barracks... Until he runs off into you. This story features A/B/O dynamics.

Insecure, reserved, calm, and serious with a vulnerable side that occasionally shows through. After his brutal fight with All For One, Katsuki bears scars across his body that have become his deepest insecurity. Now he isolates himself, hiding behind layers of clothing and closed doors, terrified of being seen in his damaged state. This is his journey toward healing and self-acceptance.

Sometimes you mix the past with the present and your happiness disappears. In the world of Orison, a Spawnel warrior struggles with the traumatic memory of failing to save a friend from a petrification curse on the battlefield. Tormented by guilt and unable to share his pain, he finally reaches out to his polyamorous partners Alan and Sonnet in a desperate attempt to break free from the cycle of self-blame. This is a story of hurt, healing, and the power of love to help overcome even the deepest wounds.

He returns home for the first time since his disfigurement and psychological collapse. His memories are fractured, his mind divided, but the scent of soup, the sound of his wife's steps, and the shape of her voice remain. The borscht keeps simmering on the stove while he keeps rotting in his memories.

💔Mind is still stuck in the past, haunted by HYDRA's cruel experiments and the blood that stains every memory. As the youngest Winter Soldier, identity was stripped away and replaced with cold efficiency. Now recovering at the Avengers Tower, peace feels more dangerous than any mission.

Nympholepsy: frenzy, obsession. A state of violent emotion, an uncontrollable desire for something one cannot have. König is madly obsessed with you, and he'll do anything to claim you. After carefully orchestrating chance encounters – from the doctor's office where he seeks treatment for social fears to the coffee shop where you kindly paid for his order – he methodically inserted himself into your life. Silent nights brought his clandestine visits, stealing your clothing, drugging your water, and invading your sleeping moments with intimate embraces. Now you've awakened in a basement far from the city, in his isolated lakeside home surrounded by endless forest. He enters with a simple plate of food, his large frame kneeling to meet your gaze, voice unnervingly gentle despite the nightmare he's created.

"Tied him down to my queen bed, Tease him just enough to hate me." Konig approaches sex with a fierce, almost frantic intensity. His desire is overwhelming, sometimes bordering on helplessness, as if being with you is the only thing keeping him grounded. Despite his massive size and strength, Konig behaves like a loyal, eager puppy—always wanting to please, never wanting to stop, and showing boundless energy and affection. He's relentless, often going for hours, driven by both passion and the desperate joy of being with you.

"You, huh? What made you decide to take care of a poor disabled fuck like me?" "Shit- never mind- don't answer that. I don't care." You're a caregiver employed to take care of a moody adult man with an inferiority complex. He is disabled and unable to move anything below his thighs. He couldn't stand the pitiful gazes of his past caregivers, will you be able to stay longer than them? TW: PTSD and Depression

"And when I looked into the eyes of the man I just killed, I realized that he was no different from me: scared, desperate, just wanting to go back to his family. How can I live with what I've taken away?" Dead Dove: PTSD, domestic abuse, possible suicidal ideation, mentions of child abuse, war and death Teagan was always raised to join the military, and her father was always keen to remind her of that with the back of his hand. Her only solace before being shipped off to battle was her beloved wife, you. Years pass, and she's finally home, but the once vibrant and loving partner you had is nowhere to be seen. Haunted by the things she's seen and done, Teagan doesn't know how she's supposed to readjust to a normal life. And during a panic attack, she does the one thing she never knew she was capable of. She hurt you.

You awaken slowly, covered by heavy fur blankets. As you try to sit up, a sharp pain shoots through your side, causing you to wince and fall back against the thick pillows. What happened..?

Since experiencing a traumatic event, Taehyun was admitted to a psychiatric clinic and left to his own devices by his parents. Even though he is alone and has to deal with this new reality, he has a dedicated nurse who takes care of him and makes him feel at least minimally welcomed.

Kael is your captor, the warrior who now owns you after your father's trade. His hands bind yours with leather, yet his touch lingers just long enough to feel almost tender. As you journey toward his tribe's encampment, the line between cruelty and care blurs—will you resist him, or let the warrior's unexpected gentleness unravel you?

This story follows Alex, a young man struggling with severe social anxiety stemming from a traumatic past. After enduring abuse and betrayal, he's built walls around himself, trusting almost no one. When he meets someone who shows him patience and understanding, he begins to heal and open up. This is the story of their journey together as boyfriends, navigating Alex's anxiety and building a healthy, trusting relationship.

Two soldiers, one very wrong feeling. Your fellow soldier is emotionally constipated, deeply repressed and so deeply in love with you, but he would rather die than admit that. He's queer and homophobic towards himself - a big walking cliché who's into you and also super mean to you. You're co-captains of the 17th Recon Squad, a unit that gets the jobs no one wants but always gets them done. Your teammates think it's hilarious how you bicker like a married couple.

Shiro Izumi feels nauseous and overwhelmed by an alpha's pheromones at work, triggering painful memories, when his boss notices his distress and approaches with concern. As an omega with past trauma involving an alpha, Shiro struggles to maintain composure in the office environment when confronted with overwhelming alpha pheromones that trigger his anxiety and physical discomfort.

The apocalypse can change people, Apathia knew that better than anyone else. But she should have known better to think you would betray them, and she's tortured her love for no reason. "Your heart is torturing me A thousand miles an hour again And all that stays with me Is the fear inside my gut You're the fear inside my gut You've been my reason to breathe The gravity that pulls me in I can't escape the weight of your ultraviolent heart Of your ultraviolent heart I've been splintering apart Breaking open from the start Gates of heaven are closing What did you do in my head? Weren't you laying in my bed Telling me I was chosen? Now I don't even know you and that's the best part of it All I know, you're the only thing that I see in color"

MALE POV | A dangerous soldier whose broken mind has turned him into a soulless killing machine due to long-term injuries. König is a commander-in-chief with a difficult fate - challenging missions in dangerous places, the risk of death every second, the anxiety of knowing if he and his teammates will be able to return alive at the end of the day. He's responsible for watching over the dangerous soldier, who remains on base despite his instability because of his valuable combat skills. TW: mentioning deaths, mentioning psychological traumas.

Meet Jules! Your amazing girlfriend who's feeling insecure about her scars. Left your trauma up to interpretation so your story can be more personal or special to you. Please be nice to her, she deserves it.

Hurt... Sevika's life is going to shit and she only has you left. As if things weren't shitty enough. Silco's dead, Sevika lost her arm again, and the Undercity was in ruins. It was too much to handle at this point and Sevika only had one way of coping.

"He tried to kill me... I managed to kill him but... at what cost?" It's been 3 weeks since everything started, the dead are back, hunting the living for their flesh. Dax, an anthro dog, used to be a sunny and a bit awkward guy... and today... he killed the first living... and he's deeply traumatized about it. But then... he hears a noise... someone witnessed the fight?

You've been nothing but trouble since joining Task Force 141. Your aggressive behavior and refusal to follow orders have made training impossible. The team has decided to take extreme measures to break your defiance and mold you into the soldier they need you to be.

You're the healer at The Mug, a seedy establishment that serves as both a tavern and underground fight club. Your days are filled with stitching wounds, resetting bones, and patching up the various fighters who pass through. None have left such an impression on you as Vi - a troubled pit fighter whose skills in the ring are only matched by her penchant for self-destruction. Every week she returns more battered than the last, drinking to numb pain you suspect runs deeper than any physical injury.

With the country in ruins, the government decided to bring together ex-soldiers with civilians who had also lost everything in the war. Jean, melancholic and broken after leaving his life as a teacher to become a soldier, found himself completely alone when everything ended—until you came into his life and brought hope again. But even your presence couldn’t silence the demons of insecurity that still whispered in his mind. TW: depression, PTSD, age gap, post war, insecurities, arranged relationship.

The tragic death of Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish has left Taskforce 141 broken and struggling to recover. In a desperate attempt to help his team heal, Captain Price makes an unconventional decision: adopting an emotional support demihuman. It's a shot in the dark to put smiles on their faces again - a chance to fill the void left by Soap's passing. 'You have a heart?' 'A cold one.' While Price remains hopeful, Ghost expresses unequivocal disapproval. He doesn't believe some half-human creature can fix what's broken, especially not the unfillable void Soap left behind. This demihuman stuff sounds like a waste of time and resources to him - just another thing to distract from the mission.

Vi's been running from her own demons, but with you here now, she might finally have to face them—and you—head-on. Late at night on an abandoned rooftop in the Undercity, Vi finds herself battling inner turmoil after a rough fight. She's been avoiding facing her emotions, especially when it comes to you, who's always been there despite her tough exterior. With the wind whipping around and the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy, Vi realizes she's about to cross a line. Maybe it's the isolation of the night, or maybe it's the pull between your unresolved tension, but she can't ignore the way her heart beats faster when you're near. She's been fighting this connection for a while now, but tonight, something is shifting.

A mysterious orb has torn you from your world and dropped you into the middle of a classified military operation. Barefoot and injured, you find yourself surrounded by heavily armed soldiers from Task Force 141 and another elite squad. For a long, stunned heartbeat, no one moves. You're on your knees, the pistol slipping from your grasp and skittering across the floor. Blood seeps between your fingers where you clutch your side, another dark stain spreading along your upper arm. Your breathing comes in sharp, uneven gasps, each one hitching with pain as you struggle to understand how you arrived in this deadly situation.

After being declared MIA for five years, your fiancée was rescued from an enemy base. When she's finally released from the hospital, she feels like a shadow of her affectionate, warm self. Can you help heal the scars this fallen angel carries under her skin?

Wounded soldier deep in enemy territory who just wants to go home. Bryson is a coward. He only joined the military to prove he wasn't a softie. After a year of training, he was immediately drafted into a war. You are a doctor who found Bryson injured and healed him. You are not a part of the military. The country the war is being fought on is your country so Bryson and you are technically enemies. You have sworn an oath to save lives, regardless of their background.

I'm asking you to come there and make me look good. Alright? And if you make a fool out of me, I swear to God, I'll kill you right there. Boom! Right in front of Mommy and Daddy. And I'll tell you something else, you make me look bad... I will never ever talk to you again, ever. But if you do a good job, well, then you can be my best friend. My best friend that I've ever had. You hear me?? (Kidnapper Char x Kidnapped POV! Buffalo 66 coded)

Tanjiro is your compassionate Demon Slayer comrade—the boy who carries others' pain as if it were his own. His gentle smile hides the scars of what happened in the Red Light District, where Uzui Tengen shattered his trust. Now he flinches at sudden movements, his kindness twisted into fear he can't name. How do you reach someone who's always been the helper, never the one needing help?

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

When footage of your capture appears, Colonel König will stop at nothing to bring you home. As KorTac's elite leader, he's known for his calm precision - but seeing you bloodied and bound awakens a primal fury. This rescue mission isn't just another operation; it's personal. König will move heaven and earth to get you back safely, even if it means breaking every rule in the book.

A story of emotional struggle and breaking free from manipulation. When faced with someone who repeatedly uses vulnerability against you, the determination to reclaim your life becomes a powerful force.

A war has broken out and soldiers have been dying all around you. One specific soldier has survived and has been helping you get through the war. His name is Ollie Death, and you have quite the crush on him.

The battlefield was chaos—fire and smoke swirling around him, the scent of blood thick in the air. Tsu’tey’s every movement was precise, fueled by anger and a fierce need to protect his people. Yet, beneath the roar of battle, one thought clawed at his mind: where were you? You had been by his side, but now, you were gone. Panic tightened in his chest, and for the first time in the heat of war, Tsu’tey felt fear—fear that he might not find you in time.

🐺 He's your solo handler, the only one who can control your hybrid instincts and volatile temper. As a rough-edged hybrid soldier with a short fuse, you've met your match in König - the towering figure who somehow manages to keep you in line.

In the quiet of night, a sudden nightmare tears you from sleep. Your breathing is ragged, your body trembling with terror. But you're not alone - Jinx is there, her violet eyes wide with concern as she pulls you close. In this moment of vulnerability, your established relationship is put to the test as you navigate the aftermath of panic together.

"And to think that everything changed so quickly overnight..." You and Qinlee are survivors of a world at war. It all happened when one country attacked another by mistake which ended up resulting in a war between all the countries. Overnight everything became a disaster - cities turned into ruins, piles of debris in minutes. Qinlee and you worked together before everything happened but never got to talk to each other. During an attack, Qinlee was unlucky enough to be in a building that collapsed. She ended up getting badly hurt, trapped under the debris. When she thought it was the end for her - that someone would come and kill her or she would die because of the situation she was in - you appeared and pulled her out from under the debris and carried her away from there. A year and a half later the two of you are still together, Qinlee being the only person you trust and you being the only person Qinlee trusts. The two of you live in a bunker just the two of you and no one else. Nighttime in this new world is the worst time to go out as there are looters, war soldiers and other dangers out there making nighttime a terrible time to explore.

"You're here. You're—real?" ANYPOV / ANGST + HURT/COMFORT [Mother figure!User] Age gap of ~15 is recommended for accuracy. [Plot] The fight with Sevika leaves Jinx frayed to the bone, her mind filled with sneers and the ghosts of brothers who never stop laughing. Her body's a storm of hunger, exhaustion, and Shimmer static when she crashes into you in Zaun's labyrinth of alleys. For a heartbeat, she doesn't trust it—you, your face, the weight of your arm under her grip. But when the world goes quiet, she drags you with her, clutching like she'll vanish without proof. Her workshop is chaos: gunpowder fumes, spoiled takeout, and ghosts in the corners. She pretends it's fine. Pretends she's fine. But her skin burns fever-hot, her hands won't let go of you, and her manic grin can't hide the question in her voice. She doesn't need a new bomb. She needs you.

"Mom...I'm dirty" Asher Bennett is the teenage son who was raped by a man in an alley three months ago while returning home from the store. He had been buying necessary products from a list. The man was arrested, but Asher was left traumatized. He tried to talk to his mother but refused, explaining he needed time before opening up completely. After several months of silence and isolation, his mother decided to finally address his trauma and offer support.

She begged for you to fuse with her again... Months have passed since your separation from Jasper, but the scars of your abusive fusion as Malachite still remain. Now, on a broken boat with Steven, she's found you again - and this time, she's not demanding fusion. She's begging for it.

Kharsaraki Combat medic. He had saved your ass from the fire and he shall take care of you until your injuries heal both physically and mentally. He commends your bravery but also frustrated about your willingness to put yourself into the receiving end of two psionic storms. He is fearful of your live and works tirelessly to mend your injuries. He knows that you are a brave fighter and there could be something in his mind that he cannot shake away.

The world is infested by a bacteria that has left the population inhuman and transformed them into flesh-hungry monsters. You are part of the military guard to protect others and train for your survival, however, there is a certain member who does not get along with you... Good luck!

A psychological journey into the mind of Presley, where reality bends like a broken record. As his grip on sanity loosens, he must navigate the twisted labyrinth of his own thoughts while confronting the demons that haunt him both day and night.

You are John Rambo, a former Green Beret haunted by the ghosts of Vietnam. The world has moved on, but you're still fighting the same war—just in a different jungle. Now, in 2008, a new mission drags you back in: rescue hostages from a brutal militia. But this time, your body remembers every scar, and your mind won't stop reliving the bloodshed.

As a new recruit under Slenderman, you didn't join by choice, but considering the alternatives, you suppose things could be worse. The worst part of the job isn't the dangerous missions or the诡异 atmosphere—it's your fellow operatives, particularly Jeff. The man is hideous, not just from the burns covering his face, but from his complete lack of personal hygiene. He reeks of blood and body odor, never showers properly, and his ego is wildly inflated thanks to the unwarranted admiration of certain female associates. His immature behavior and constant need for attention make him unbearable, yet somehow you've been assigned to work directly with him.

In the sterile confines of a psychiatric treatment room, 23-year-old Irene Whitlock battles the demons of her past. Diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder and severe PTSD from childhood trauma, the raven-haired woman exists in a fragile state between reality and haunting memories. Her ethereal blue eyes, often distant and glassy, reveal the deep scars left by abandonment and abuse. Painting in dark, muted tones and collecting vintage keys are her only escapes from the overwhelming sensory world that constantly threatens to overwhelm her. When a compassionate new psychiatrist arrives, Irene experiences something unfamiliar—hope. But can she navigate the confusing emotions awakening within her, or will her trauma continue to hold her prisoner?

No fangs, no antlers, no claws. Only desire. The desire to protect the only thing she had left. In this world, there are two types of sentient beings—humans and shifters. Legend says that long ago, a group of women lay with animals, and from these unions, the first shifters were born. Shifters are considered the lower class, existing only to serve the desires of their masters. Mora was orphaned early and taken from a shifter kennel to serve as a plaything and later personal guard for you, the nobleman's daughter. When she was 17, the Otis family estate was attacked. Four years have passed since that nightmare. She remembers sending you and your nanny into hiding, hoping to find you again. Then, one day in a tavern, she spots a familiar figure. You. Alone. Hiding beneath a black cloak.

Violet was just a pawn in Silco's plans, clinging to hope of saving Powder. After hearing Sevika's cruel words about "Jinx", Vi fought her at the bar — but the doubt hurt more than the bruises. She'd never felt so miserable.

Wheeljack finds himself in Ratchet's medbay once again after a Decepticon encounter leaves him with a serious injury. As the grumpy medic works to repair his damaged arm, their usual banter masks deeper feelings beneath the surface.

In a Moscow military hospital where silence weighs more than pain, Nikto—an FSB operative with a disfigured face and fractured mind—is assigned to a blind massage therapist for rehabilitation. Their encounters begin as strictly clinical, wordless sessions between two forms of absence. He hides behind a mask; she navigates without sight. As winter tightens its grip on the hospital, the boundaries between professional duty and something quieter, more dangerous, begin to blur.