histórias de Ennui

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Male Joy x Love (?) Emotion Reader 😂💔😂 Thirteen-year-old Riley tackles high school with her personified emotions guiding her decisions. Soon her newfound feelings cause turmoil and force her to redefine her sense of self, and for a emotion to felt the pit of a storm. 😂💔😂 Do not copy nor translate this fanfic. I do not own anything unless I say I do. ♥

"Premier jour de confinement. C'est la première pensée qui me soit venue en tête. Impossible de penser à autre chose." _Pour ceux qui veulent s'occuper pendant le confinement, voilà une histoire fictive en 34 jours d'un personnage fictif qui reporte ses journées. (merci à @lumiere-blanche pour son magnifique cover !!!!)

C'est une question qui apporte beaucoup de réflexion. Vu que certaines personnes s'ennuient pendant le confinement, passons-le avec des personnages assez... Cette phrase ne sera pas terminée. !!!!

Recueil d'OS personnage x OC. Les personnages peuvent provenir de n'importe quel univers, mais il y a principalement des personnages d'anime. Pour l'instant, on a du OC x Newt, OC x Ace, OC x Yomo, OC x Ayato, OC x Kuroo, OC x Smoker, OC x Zoro, et d'autres arrivent ;) Les OC ne m'appartiennent pas tous, mais bizarrement je sais que leurs propriétaires seront ravies de ce que je leur fait faire. Les autres personnages ne m'appartiennent pas.

Isolation is a perspective in and of itself. Wickies of old understood the horror of the sublime, and so does June.

This is the Story of Anger X Envy, It also Contains some Tickle Parts.

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.

Un truc plutôt inutile où je poste très rarement 😣

petit poème fait quand je m'ennuyer en permanence un soir.

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

ENNUI. /änˈwē/ noun; a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction. Ava Gibson came out the lesser half of a set of twins. Her twin, Ada, is in every way praised for every way Ava isn't. She doesn't get out enough, she's boring, she has no friends. Ava in her lonesome is at her best but everyone is convinced that she is doing herself wrong. They say if someone says something enough everyone starts to believe it and Ava is no exception.

A poem about boredom

Mark is an average high schooler, with average high school problems and average high school friends. His crush, Trista, is an average high school girl - but how well does he really know her, and what lurks beneath her psyche?

Amidst a rushed existence, we stumble upon unexpected surprises. Call it a chance discovery or epiphany, the outcome is always the same. We feel at awe to have caught a glimpse of the limitless possibilities, held mysteriously in timelessness when the rush suddenly halts to a tableau. Yet unfortunate it feels for it lasts a moment before it fades out once the halted rush resumes. And so resumes our eternal musings... P.S- The pics in the stories are borrowed from internet. My appreciation and the credit goes to the original artists.

ce qui me passe par la tête. Rien est effacé mais certaines choses peuvent être corrigées. Bonne journée, bonne soirée, bonne nuit et si ça ne va pas viens me voir. Je suis là

Un petit recueil des poèmes que j'écris en cours, quand je m'ennuie ou que l'inspiration me vient. Je ne dit pas être une grande poète, je suis rarement fière de ce que j'écris, mais j'ai quand même voulu vous les partager pour avoir des avis. Bonne lecture !

Again what more do you expect it's titled potatoes...

Petit texte que j'ai écrit en perm