Philosopher Stories

Callie Dunphy is the oldest of the kids, she is currently stuck working from home helping her parents raise her siblings. Her boyfriend Jack lives in the apartment above her uncles house so she has a quick escape if she needs to get some peace. She loves her family with all of her heart and would do anything for them that's why they are still so close after all these years. || starting from season one ||

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( ＳＣＡＲＬＥＴ ) ❝ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 . 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝗂𝗍𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 . ❞ 𓂃 イタチ うちは 𓂃 © 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

Estelle Daniels finds out she is a witch, follow her through how she moves through life as a witch. Slow burn. PLEASE BOOST RHE FANFIC GUYSSSS WARNING: Smut Implied dirty jokes Explicit language Underage drinks All characters belong to J.k.Rowling, except my few characters. I don't agree with any of her actions either.

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

The Memory of Tomorrow (The Man From My Future) Dr. Alessia Moretti has spent three years trying to prove one impossible idea: The human brain doesn't just remember the past. It predicts the future. One night, she finally tests her device. And everything changes. A sunset. A quiet beach. A man she has never met... holding her hand like they've loved each other for years. The system labels the file: Future Memory - Probability: 63%. But it doesn't feel like a possibility. It feels real. Too real. As Alessia searches for the stranger from her vision, the device begins to reveal more fragments of what hasn't happened yet- and something hidden inside them. Something she can't ignore. Because the moment she saw... doesn't end well. Now she's faced with a choice that could change everything: If you already knew how your love story ends- would you still choose to live it?

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

In a world where parents are forced to choose between a life filled with regret or one devoid of emotion, a surgeon named Adam chooses an emotionless path for his son, John, sparing him from a pain he knows all too well. But when a mysterious clock reveals a buried secret from his painful past, Adam finds himself confronting a truth that could shatter the very world he built without feelings.

​After a mysterious incident, Sherlock found himself in the middle of nowhere. ​With no answers to guide him, he begins a new life in a world of mysteries.​ After joining an adventurer's guild led by a scholar, he journeys across unknown lands to recollect the broken shards of his memory. ​What begins as a simple journey soon becomes something that transcends space and time.​ As conflicts rise and strange truths begin to surface, the line between fate and something far older starts to blur. ​And when the stars themselves begin to falter-the grass withers and the flowers fall. ​A journey through the stars and the abyss. ​What will remain in a world where nothing ever last ? ##New chapter every Thursday and Monday##

Menikah dengan pria yang kaya dan berkuasa tidak membuat kehidupan Mirella Backbone menjadi lebih tenang. Berbagai hal datang silih berganti, menyingkap rahasia yang selama ini tersembunyi dengan rapi. ... Laman ini hanyalah alat promosi semata.

Lukas is a man in his sixties who sees the structure underneath things. Not a consultant, not a philosopher - something without a name, until someone finally gives it one. He moves through Toronto, says the one true thing in rooms that weren't designed to hear it, and goes home on the subway. These are his stories.

ديسمبر... بداية فصل الشتاء... وبداية موسم الشغف بالنسبة لفتاة متوسطية إعتادت الاحتفال بيوم ميلادها في هذا الشهر بزيارة المكان الأكثر فتنة عند حلول ديسمبر والشتاء. في روسيا، تحديدا في سانت بترسبرغ... المكان الأقرب لقلبها. لكن لأول مرة، ديسمبر لم يكن كما كان من قبل... لتتحول عادة أسبوع عطلة الميلاد لشيء أعمق... للمسة حياة ستغير في باطنها أكثر مما هو ظاهر.

In a world where women get cooked the moment they try to exceed expectations-disrupting the natural order... one girl rises anyway. And she may or may not be part of the problem. She pushes forward to reach her goal-determined to prove the world wrong. Armed with destructive weapons that answer to her unpredictable nature, she hunts... people who may or may not have anything to do with that goal. Watch as this chaotic girl turns an already absurd world... even worse.

Desire path is about a young girl name soraya, with a yearning to defy fate. inspired by omori, haibane renmei, and life is strange cover IS from some random reddit post, i was too late to take a photo before it stopped snowing,,, bummer!!! ill draw a cover laterrr Monthly chapters

Why do dreams occur at night? And what do they symbolize? Are they fragments of an existing Multiverse? Or are they just mere creations of our own intense feelings and emotions? The question that even modern science failed to answer. Meet Kaizen Mizuki, an ordinary high schooler living an extraordinary nightmare. By day, he survives classrooms, bullying, and the quiet weight of expectations pressing down on him from every direction. By night, his sleep fractures into something far stranger, dreams that feel too real, spaces that exist between waking and reality, and fears that take shape and speak back. At first, they are only dreams. Then they begin to follow him. As Kaizen drifts through liminal worlds where logic bends and fear becomes tangible, he learns that sleep is not an escape, but a doorway. What begins as psychological horror slowly unfolds into something vast, astral travel, higher dimensions, and cosmic beings that do not hate humanity... yet are willing to erase it without hesitation. While galaxies burn and universes tremble beyond human perception, Kaizen still wakes up for school. He still laughs with friends. He still falls in love. Aoi, a girl who is playful, teasing, and painfully human towards him becomes his anchor to a normal life, even as Kaizen is pulled further away from it. Between awkward lunches, quiet walks, and moments of fragile romance, he carries a truth no one else can see, that reality itself is unstable, and he may be the only one standing between the boundary of existence and collapse. This is a slow burn story, blending slice-of-life warmth with psychological tension, scientific curiosity, and cosmic horror, Liminal Drift is a story about crossing boundaries, between dreams and waking, fear and courage, love and responsibility. Because sometimes, survival isn't just about saving the universe... It's about choosing to face it, even when the cost is everything... - P.S- Images in this story are all AI generated

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What if the universe was born from a cosmic sneeze... and a bad idea? In this first volume of the Tree of the White Files saga, Bruna Paradojo opens the doors of the Fractal Garden: a universe dreamed into existence, where bears sneeze galaxies, cosmic violinists tune reality, and every unfinished story takes root in the Forest of Paradox. Here, order and chaos are not enemies but dance partners. Vorum, the Primordial Bear of Inertia, just wanted to keep sleeping in perfect Nothingness - until a law is spoken, consciousness wakes up, and the universe explodes into absurd possibilities. From this mess come the Keepers, the Dark Master, and the first fragile balance between creation and collapse. The Roots of Paradox is a blend of myth, science and irreverent humour: a creation story where quantum physics flirts with cosmic folklore, and every joke hides a real theory about reality, time and free will. Cosmic origin story that rewrites the Big Bang as a paradoxical act of storytelling. Guardians, Dark Masters and Fractal Gardens instead of classic gods and monsters. Scientific notes that connect the absurd narrative to real physics and philosophy. Post-chapter dialogues with Dina & Ligio, who react like readers trapped inside the book itself. If you love The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Terry Pratchett's sideways logic and the feeling that the universe is one big inside joke, this book is your new rabbit hole. Start from the roots. The paradox has already begun.

Jack someone with the most regular routine ever. Starts noticing glitches, He questions his entire existence.

Where The Stars Rest is a mythic fantasy about seven chosen souls bound by light, sacrifice, and the quiet truth of endings. When ancient stars awaken within ordinary lives, a timid girl, a wandering guardian, and their companions are drawn across kingdoms, mountains, and into the depths of the earth itself. As darkness rises not as an enemy but as a forgotten balance, they must learn that salvation is not always found in victory, but in acceptance. This is a tale of journeys taken, bonds forged, and a world that finally learns to breathe again.