Asocial Stories

Hi people!! Ummm so.. I know the title seems offensive b-but don't get me wrong. I love bl just look at my bio for example! I probably should explain before I get backlash from other fujoshis haha🥲 hah. So the title "No More BL" means for my story is about my character Fu Cujo he's a guy that has terrible luck in romance ever since he was a kid, probably because he doesn't feel like relationships are important, but he is good at everything else...well kinda. He is not much of a social butterfly because of his straightforwardness, tone-deafness, bluntness, and speaks without a filter, saying whatever pops into his head unfiltered. He's a loner just like me, but without the social skills. He likes being by himself, but he gets frustrated because everybody won't just leave him alone, he doesn't want all this attention, their like bees ( well he would consider them flies) to honey, especially guys he noticed. He discovers the universe he is in, is where almost all the men effortlessly fall in love with each other just like in BL mangas. Desperate to keep his quiet loner life in a world where everyone around him is falling in love. He frantically studies and dodges classic BL romance tropes to avoid falling for the men around him, or for them to fall in love with him... So come along, and watch how our guy Fu Cujo an asocial, navigates this gregarious society in Japan, while this world tries to push Fu Cujo into joining this sociable and BL ruling world, will he not comply to it, and will fight for his solitude! Or will he be defeated!? His motto " I'm not bored when I'm alone, but I'm bored, when I'm with the wrong people".

zayn malik AU "hello, yes hi. how are you? are you okay? are you doing fine? well i'm doing good, i'm louise. my mom is moving in with her boyfriend so i'm gonna be staying with my dad at his place. i do believe that you're my neighbor right? i've seen you through my window and i just thought i'd come to say hi. so hello." © finatticz [ cover by @doncstr ]

Kris is, in one word, apathetic. He doesn't care much about anything: school, friends, romance, all of the typical things that an eighteen-year-old does. While floating through his first year of college, he finds himself face-to-face with a demon named Dante. After a few less than pleasant meetings with Dante, Kris soon begins to wonder about love for the first time in his life and whether if it is really worth the effort. ** Rated PG-13 for swearing, very slight sexual references, and overall teen angst. Also, this is a boys love story, so if you're not into that kind of stuff, kindly leave this story alone.

Dane Taylor wasn't particularly social. In fact, he didn't have any friends. His anxiety and shy disposition made it difficult for him to even interact with other people normally. Kelly Sanders, on the other hand, had no qualms about randomly chatting up other people around him. So when the two meet, a rather unlikely friendship forms. But when you've never had a friend before, where does the line of like and love make itself clear? ** This is a boys' love story, so if you have have any sort of aversion to this kind of material, please redirect yourself to another story.

A fictional story revolving around eighth grade middle school. This is partly based on true events and stories. But includes false and fictional themes/things. Addison middle school receives a transfer student, that is unique like no other. A student that deals with Social anxiety, and happens to be socially awkward. She is interested in things "normal" people aren't and that most students have no idea about. "Hi your Hanna right?" a student from class 3.1 asked, "Yeah" She answered. (Hanna) "What do you like?" the stranger asked, "Uhhh... a lot, I like kumamon.." Hanna answered averting eye contact. Sweat beaded from her forehead, she was nervous. "What's a 'kumamon'?" they asked furrowing their eyebrows in confusion.

"There are things that wandert this place long before we did and who will wander long after we're gone" Frank is a banker in a pretty bad situation when he notices a very strange door in this office. But little does he know of the horrors that await him on the oher side; in a space wothout time and a time without mercy.

INCEL o involuntario celibe no es un movimiento, es la realidad que viven muchos hombres, unos mas intensos que otros, pero la pregunta es ¿porque es tan difícil conseguir pareja? ¿en realidad somos auto-saboteadores? ¿negacionismo? ¿"misoginia"? ¿inconoformes, o son tiempos dificiles para nosotros? no lo se, no soy psicologo sociologo, economista, ni mucho menos periodista soy un incel, cada incel es particular sus carencia afectivas, sexuales, y sociales. pero por alguna razón psicológica no se logra hacer algo tan simple.

La vida de todos no son iguales pero aun así hay que ser fuerte y seguir adelante

I love poetry so here are a few of my own

Ximena es una persona que sufre por dentro, que quiere encontrar a alguien que la ayude con sus problemas interiores, y no sabe que muy pronto (más pronto de lo que podría imaginarse) conocerá a esa persona. Esta novela se narra en tercera persona.

Ash, a 17 year old, she's been through a lot at her age and has a tough time in high school, at home..

In a world where every clue matters, Matt is a consulting detective as brilliant as he is insufferable. Cynical, jaded, haunted by his past, he sees what no one else does, except perhaps Harlan Smith, a sarcastic commissioner and unwavering ally. Between impossible murders, elusive enemies, lost loves, and buried truths, each case is a step closer to a truth no one really wants to uncover. But can we deduce everything... without losing ourself in the process?

You don't have to feel anything if you don't want to. You don't have to be alone anymore, but just start looking.

Samih es una adolecente de 16 años que no le gusta socializar, pero despues de estar dos años encerrada tiene que ir de manera obligatoria a una escuela con internado , el cualle traera nuevas aventuras que ella no esperaba. Me voy desahogar , asi que no esperen una historia de 5 estrellas. Basado en hechos reales y cierta parre en mi imaginacion. PSTDA:Imagen robada de chaos yigit , link :https://pin.it/23z5lpk

Povídání holky co je na dně a v depresi jen si potřebovala vylít srdíčko

"Mine..." I spoke breathlessly, as I tucked a strand of her soft brown hair behind her ear. F*ck, she's so beautiful. Thinking of how blessed I was to have this moment with her, I leaned in for another kiss, and swiftly moved my hands down from her blushing cheeks, to her waist, pulling her closer to my body. God, if only she knew how much I wanted her. "Chris, I can't-" she mumbled, and tried to pull away by firmly pressing her tiny palms on my chest. Instead, I crushed her delicate body into mine and kissed her deeper, causing her to whimper adorably. Smirking, I nuzzled her neck as I began to rain kisses all over it, leaving visible spots. But suddenly, she pushed me away. A tear rolled down her right cheek, and instantly made me soften. "Vanessa?" worry filled my voice as I slowly walked towards her with heavy footsteps, only to find her backing away from me. She was looking down and biting her lower lip from trying to hold her tears. I immediately froze. Shit, did I scare her? "I hate you Christopher." She said through gritted teeth as she finally looked up at me with her big brown eyes, filled with disappointment. Damn it, I wanted to kill someone from seeing her like this. With one last angry look, she turned her back and walked away, leaving me in jealousy and rage. "I don't care even if you have a boyfriend, Nessa. You're going to be mine and will always be." I said to myself with confidence, as I smirked at the thought of making her mine forever.

Is being friends such an important thing? Does making someone happy make yourself happy too? Is some friendship worth so much effort? When someone is determined for something, they will never give up. ========∆Friends∆========

esta es la historia de una chica un poco asocial que conoce a un chico que cambia su vida para siempre