Apathetic قصص

Never thought I'd join Blue Spirits, but you know what they say, when stars align, they shit on you. When I was a kid, life was all about my sister. Everyone I'd ever known growing up had some poik spots somewhere. It was normal. Then these freak kids were born who never got em. Clean, and my sister was one of them. Those kids started to disappear. It had to be the Supremacy, and since they had been coming around more often, I felt like I had to guard my sister with my life. No one ever really questioned Supra around here. They just kind of let them do whatever. But there was one kid who wanted to make a difference, and everyone knew him by his nickname like a Super Hero. Rebellion. The Kid Crusader wanted to be behind it all, and for whatever reason, he wanted me to join him. Blue Spirits? Well that comes later. Just let me tell my story, for cryin' out loud. This is my story. It's kind of slow, but it's still mine nonetheless. Buckle up, kids. -Alex This book takes place within the Inherited universe *See also Locus: The Age of Spring, for another book/series in the same universe that has mention of this character. It is not necessary to read it to enjoy this book. Content Warning: This book will include violent scenes, death, and deteriorating mental psychosis.

A collection of my brain rambles, hastily written. Frantically thought up.

A book of contemporary poems written about different things within life.

apathy /ˈapəθi/ noun lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern. art is not mine 11 5 20 - 11 5 20

He's beyond perfect. His domineering presence is undeniably formidable as he stood tall and proud towering all over us. He has a sleek hair that shines like silver it radiates a dainty source of light. When he smirks, it's wicked - enticing yet devilish. Everyone might find themselves get enthralled and he seems obviously aware of it. . . • ° • • ° • • ° • Under his mercy. . . Such a wonderful morning to behold. He will never forget her panic-driven face. Wrapping his arms around her - touching, enjoying and taking all advantage. The moment he cradled her, there's an overwhelming spark it strangely struck him all over. He felt her warmth - her genuine heart. Without hesitations, she clinged into him as her safe refuge. This is - He didn't expect this. He didn't want this. He just wants to play! * * * * * * * * * Faithfully sworn a sacred oath. . . Attaining ascension, destroying a curse . . . However, upon reaching a long-awaited chance, intention becomes a burden and oath is meant to be broken. When emotion hazes a resolute mind, resisting becomes a struggle. Bordering between oath and love, does altering the fate defeats an inevitable? Does heart prevails and strong enough to endure?

"I want to talk to someone... I want to open up... but I can't do that face to face." Could you take some time to listen to what I have to say? It would mean a lot.

❝𝕴𝖘 𝖎𝖙 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖎𝖉?❞ He wanted silence. She refused to die quietly. A wandering Uchiha becomes the host to something worse than a demon- a dead girl who won't stop whispering in his head. No chakra. No power. Just rotting memories, stolen thoughts, and a voice that feels like home. But the deeper she seeps into him, the harder it becomes to remember who the body really belongs to. And only one can survive. Or neither. - 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: 𝘊𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 01/09/2022 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 12/05/2026 ╰┈➤✎ under editing

I became a wizard of the Illusion Magic School and decided to create a virtual reality with illusion magic to play a tabletop role-playing game (TRPG). It was great to create a virtual reality, but I was in trouble because there were no suitable players. During that time, I received an offer to be the professor from the Royal Academy. The offer was to use illusion magic to fill the students' lack of practical experience safely. And so, I became a professor at the academy. "Send me back, send me back to that world right now-!" "Outer god, someday an outer god will be our doom, we'll all die!!" "I am not the bastard of the Redburn Ducal Family. I am the foremost disciple of the Great Namgung Clan, Namgung Qinghui!" But it seems there is a bit of a misunderstanding. This isn't a spell for dimensional travel, kids. It's fiction... Notes: Credits to the original author I'm just translating this great novel for reading purposes.

Covid19 brought us great challenges some of us who belongs to well to do family didn't face material and economical problems, but there was a large number of public came across to inability to meet basic needs. this story is the one where a labor class man Rajesh and his family went through such hard times of Covid lockdown.

This story is basically deep poetry that relates to a certain emotion I feel everyday. This was originally just a project that my counselor challenged me to do by journaling, so I turned it into poetry.

“The dictionary defines love as an intense feeling of deep affection and/or to feel a deep romantic/sexual attachment to someone.” He stared at the slim girl before her, looking past her sleek jet black hair with staggering split ends and her dull lifeless eyes that used to shine a mellow emerald green. “Did you just quote the dictionary on love?” He whispered in disbelief, this girl’s apathetic nature causing him uneasiness. She made a small noise in the back of her throat, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. “I quote the dictionary on a word that holds no meaning. Something nonexistent.” * Meet Zoey Oliver. Zoey’s the very definition of dull. Dull hair, dull eyes, dull tone. Dull life. After making a hasty escape from pursuers she had fended off from a helpless girl, Zoey boards the nearest city transit bus and sits next to an nearly invisible guy clad in an unattractive brown leather coat that covers everything except the crown of his head. He’s arguing with someone on the phone. Zoey doesn’t care. Meet Flint Ross. Flint is the very definition of helpless. He falls too easily, he’s optimistic, yet he can never return to his feet. He’s on his way to depression. After making a hasty escape from a furious boss, Flint drags his feet to the nearest city transit bus, a melancholy air surrounding him. He sits next to the window, his cell phone buzzing. His girlfriend wants to break up. The stronger one in this budding relationship is unclear… Cover made by @InspiredNightmares

Hi. This is a book about my Sanders Sides OC's Envy and Apathy! They're so fun to write, and I figured this would be good enough until I upload the sequel to Darker Than He Seems. (General triggers; depression, cursing, possibly unsympth light sides (not including virge), sleep paralysis, demons, intrusive thought, sympathetic dark sides (Dee, Virge, Remus, Envy, and Apathy), this may hurt a bit) Have Fun~

What would happen if every repressed emotion suddenly came to life bringing your biggest faults to reality? For Ann Stark this exactly what happens. When Ann turns down a date from Marcus Jacobson who's been ever so slightly creeping into her heart, she thinks she's squashed any traces of emotion she had left. That is until what she's been repressing finally does what she's been unable to do for her in the form of her own visual representation of her emotions - Amelia. Ann is soon plunged into the depths of all the emotions she thought she had learnt to shove aside: jealousy, love and anger. It's never a smooth ride to love and happiness but for Ann maybe the journey itself will be its own reward. Copyright 2015 Kayttitude. Cover art 1 by @mkaynemz Cover art no 2 by the lovely and talented @WednesdayWeirdo

- A Collection Of Poems - I tear myself to pieces And hope to be whole. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains imagery and subjects of: - Self harm - Suicide - Disordered eating - Mental illness

A little pick-me-up in its own little way.