Ennui Stories

Short stories about my absolute favorite dolls! Ellowyne Wilde, and her friends Prudence, Rufus, Amber, Lizette, Neema, and Penn!

Un truc plutôt inutile où je poste très rarement 😣

Là, c'est pour éviter qu'il y ait des trucs qui ne concerne pas les histoires qui s'incrustent dans l'une d'entre elles X')

A new emotion has entered headquarters a month after Riley had started highschool. Passion was the new emotion, and her purpose was to bring drive and passion to Riley's life.

Description: This story is about an elementary age person, probably 3rd grade age, getting in an accident on the way from school. After unexpected comfort from their several day unconsciousness, the realize that their life would never be the same. But that wasn't bad, at least what the voices say. Authors Note: So I'm finally done with College and I already have a full time job directly towards my major😊. So this will probably update more than I used to update. Sorry for the long hiatus. I remember mentioning in my other story (The Oneshots) to be on the lookout for a new story. Sidenote: The voices in this story are the elementary age person's emotions. This is written in 2nd person perspective and the person is a female. I decided to give them a gender. So if you're a male reading this I hope it's not awkward for you. The person in this story is not Riley. Anyway I hope you enjoy this story❤️ © Inside Out 2 All rights belong to Disney/Pixar

I'm bored, the title is Carrot what more do you expect?

Quand tu t'ennuies, choisis des mots au hasard et fais-en un histoire. Ou invente la vie de tes profs. Dans tous les cas : écris.

As the 21st century reaches its halfway mark, ennui is endemic to most countries. This is a brief report of one person's resistance against encroaching nihilism.

J'me fais chier donc j'écris. Au fait, pour ceux qui recherchent une histoire originale, une fanfiction, de l'action et de l'amour, venez pas ici. J'raconte juste ma vie ici en fait. laule. J'ai écrit les 2 premiers chapitres pendant la quarantaine. Venez ici svp.

The title is pretty self-explanatory, although, to clarify, it will be French poetry which I (attempt to) translate. Hope you like my interpretations of other poets' words. :) Translated Poems: - Le Gout du néant (Baudelaire) - Tristesse en mer (Gautier) - Demain, des l'aube (Hugo) - Spleen (IV): Quand le ciel bas et lourd... (Baudelaire)

No one said a break-up is fun, but that doesn't make it any easier. Nights spent in loneliness, days filled with hesitation, and activities tinged with the feeling that something is missing. Or is it someone? It doesn't get any easier but no matter what, one thing remains. Since we're not together, I don't gotta know what you're up to anymore. ჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ Started: September 14, 2025 Finished: September 14, 2025 *Loosely inspired by the song of the same name by Nana Ouyang and Adam Fan. ჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ NOTE: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @Mochi711 on Wattpad. Thank you.

je m'ennuie !!!!!

My second poetry book.

The monotony of everyday life and how even the most extravagant of working environments are still susceptible to it