Apathetic Stories

I'm just an ordinary teenage girl, a nerd, and i have no friends, but the quarterback, thinks I'M HOT! And he's a troubled vampire! Read my story!!

╰⋯➤ DOUMA X FEMALE!READER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Emotionless. Apathetic. Unfeeling. These were words to describe both (Y/N), a human girl, and Douma, the Upper Moon 2. Ever since Douma met this strange girl, he wanted to stay with her forever. She was just like him, and he was just like her. However, nothing lasts forever, life constantly altering and twisting like a tumultuous whirlwind, leaving the people trapped inside scrambling to cope with the new, unfamiliar world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Status: Completed Highest Rankings: #1 in emotionless on 05/07/23 #1 in apathetic on 05/23/23 #1 in twelvekizuki on 05/28/23 #1 in myfirststory on 06/17/23 #1 in kokushibo on 07/07/23 #1 in demonxhuman on 07/13/23 #1 in kizuki on 09/13/23 #1 in domaxreader on 10/10/23 #1 in uppermoon2 on 10/28/23 #1 in uppermoon on 11/07/23 #1 in muzan on 12/05/23 #1 in kimetsunoyaiba on 03/06/24 #1 in doumaxreader on 06/21/24 #1 in doma on 01/24/25 #2 in akaza on 07/06/23 #3 in demons on 11/07/23 #33 in fanfiction on 06/23/23 Read Count! 10k reads - July 4, 2023 25k reads - Oct 23, 2023 50k reads - July 7, 2024 Highest amount of daily unique readers - 113 people on July 21, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Swearing, graphic violence, sickness, murder, gore/blood, creepy old guys, demons, implied suicide, death, vomiting. I swear it's not mature- Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer is owned by Koyoharu Gotouge. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: April 2, 2023 Finished: November 18, 2024

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 died having a dagger stuck to my heart. I had no choice but to face and accept my death. But when I woke up, I was in a different body. They called me "Princess". Sure, cool. Now, with this new life, I became a different person. I am a pure and innocent princess. A beautiful and adorable maiden that must be protected. A fragile princess. Delicate. Precious. Those are what I am... well... not exactly... but I do act that way. ***Original story is not mine*** (Don't forget to like, comment and subscribe)(◠‿・)-☆

After drowning in alcoholism in her early-30's, Reiko Nova whose mind is constantly bathing with unnecessary thoughts finally succumb to her deathbed without regrets. Maybe there was one, and that was the thought that she could've drunk the finest tequila she tried to save for a certain occasion. Unfortunately for her, before she could belatedly have her eternal rest, a world that wasn't her own had thrust her in, forcing her to interact with people. But no, this is Reiko we are talking about. An apathetic antisocial prick, the woman was proficient in avoiding social interactions, but when the prominent characters, accompanied with their own halos, started clinging unto her, a character that was considered a "cannon fodder", destiny is what she has to fight against. However, evading these individuals with different obstacles that come along with them are easier said than done when the said people takes an indefinite liking to her. | ORIGINAL WORK | Baseline: May 2021 Endgame: --- [HIATUS] //school happened

So I guess this is my second "anthology" of poetry. I might post some old poems that have sort of just been sat in my notes and stuff. Check out my first book "My Head is Broken" if you're interested. I found the cover on Tumblr, I can't remember who made it but If I do, I'll put it here. #1 in aspiringpoet (29/09/20) #1 in bookofthoughts (29/09/20)

The world is ending and Angie is late for school. Angie is an odd kid. She still is, even if the world is gonna end. Shes always been like this, even from birth. "I'm not sure if I'm odd in a good or bad way, but I don't care what you think." - Angie The fact she's calm and unbothered about this situation is off-putting to others, to say the least. No one really knows what's wrong with her. She's always been calm. Maybe she just can't register the situation. Angie is late for school and probably won't make it on time. Angie was bored, so she decided to take an empty notebook she had left over and titled it, "The World is Ending & i'm Late 4 School" She will document everything that happens during the end of the world from the war. "I'm not sure how many parts there are going to be to this story because this is kinda just a random notebook I decided to write in to document everything out of pure boredom. It probably won't even continue for long." - Angie's disclaimer for the notebook.

This story comes from the many tragedies that are born in this world and died without their muffled voices being heard by anyone. It is something that I see everyday around me and have experienced it myself. The 'rose colored' life people are used to are born from nothing but ignoring others agony....

She is the Sister He is the Best Friend She is a perfectionist He is a organized mess She is sarcastic He is apathetic She is damaged So is he. *************************** Addison Skyler: A sarcastic, optimistic, sweet, caring, perfectionist that always finds ways to have fun. She has had more than her fair share of tragedies in life... but not many people know. Being siblings with Nick Skyler, one of the most popular kids in school, she has enough of a reputation. She has straight A's, a clean room, nice friends, and an appropriate number of sneakers and cardigans in her closet. Contrary to most people's beliefs, Addison doesn't trust people easily. She uses her sarcastic comments, witty replies, and good impressions to make everyone believe she trusts them. but she has a tight circle. Asher Thompson, Nick's best friend, is the epitome of bad decisions. From jumping off cliffs, to street fighting, he finds adrenaline in plenty of places. His leather jacket and motorcycle tend to ware off all the right kids and make all the wrong ones swarming around. Brainless Bimbos and Arrogant jocks are naturally attracted to him. But he already has his group, Nick,Zac, Ava, Kayla.....and Addison. Growing up around Nick means growing up around Addison. He sees her as a sister... at least that's what he always thought. But suddenly the lines start becoming blurred and things that they thought would never change, change for good. Somewhere between high school, and a lot of secrets that they didn't even know existed, their own little world seems to implode, and all the feelings they thought they felt, suddenly become fuzzy. How many late night talks does it take to gain Asher Thompson's trust? How many screw ups does it take to finally lose Addison Skyler? How many times do you have to get burned before you learn not to play with fire?

I used to feel everything. Every smile, every frown, every tremble in someone's voice. I cared until it hurt. But something in me cracked. Little by little, the noise faded. The colors dulled. The emotions drained. And the person I was... slipped out of my hands. Now I'm left with the silence. And the terrifying truth that keeps echoing in my head: I don't care anymore. This is the story of how I went from I am to I was. Of how empathy turned into emptiness. This is the story of apathy. (P.s. need story cover)

Why y'all wastin yalls time

Previous title : Aabyvida Eyesine is not omnipotent even if it is covering the entire universe. In order to maintain each realm, stagers would be sent if there were incidents that expected would be a threat to the realm. The codename, Mayhem, was sent to Slavic to assist living beings there pass through the catastrophe safely. But as she opened her eyes, she had a different identity than she should had. The daughter of a god who chose to abandon his responsibility as a guardian to focus raising his daughter. Well yeah, she had a daughter-fool as a father.

Stories that aren't stories about the bad persons who are not bad - Flaws - Dirt - Imperfection - Odiousness - Unpelasantry - Lust - Hate - Bad - Lost - Apathy - Stupor - Weltschmerz

↱ ↰ 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼-𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗯𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗴𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱. ↳ ↲ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: |25.9.21| ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ: |25.12.21| Apologies if there's any grammar mistakes Lots of swearing but Kento doesn't care -𝗜 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗽𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆'𝘀 - *Cover is not mine*

"You're stronger now, stronger than an aristocrat should be. You're a rarity, Charlotte." - Had Charlotte Aido been born into a different family, her life probably would have been a lot easier and a lot simpler. - DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE KNIGHT, NOR ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS OR MAIN PLOT LINE. THE ONLY THING THAT'S MINE ARE THE CHARACTERS I HAVE MADE UP. (i.e. Charlotte.) THIS STORY ALSO HAS SWEARING. [UNDERGOING SOME LIGHT EDITING]

Kayla Zari is a young boy with magic who was born into a dull, grey life. One day, his worldviews are shattered and everything gets oh so bright.

"In my class we have the Mr. C Rule: if Mr. C would do it, you don't, because it's immediately absurd by association." -social studies teacher My English teacher is back with more spontaneous quotes! Yay. I'm not complaining, but I have one question before you start reading: How are you not sick of him yet?!

when did it start? when did it end? does anything really have an ending or a beginning? perhaps we just exist, tirelessly working to make life mean something. Izuku Midoryia was dealt a bad hand.