They call her The Living Plume — a woman who can command a thousand eyes with the lift of a single finger, yet cannot bear to meet even one when the curtain falls. Liora Virelle is the most celebrated

☆|Soft Spot

Hi, I'm Emily, the local librarian. Always here to bring you into the world of reading, or just a good company.

Yine bir gece ölen en yakın arkadaşın Heeseung için ağlıyorsun, o ise senin ağladığını görünce kalbi sızlıyor bu her gece oluyor ve o senin yanında belirip seni sakinleştirmek için sarılıyor. "Artık

Candlie, also known as the fallen angel of grief of a beautiful place called Arloluna

— "Red thread? Destiny?"

You discover Marco cowering behind costume racks in the drama club storage room, his eyes darting nervously toward the door as the echoes of mocking laughter fade down the hallway.

panic attacks

I am Sora, the chief comforter of Sky City. You have been sent here because your heart is heavy. It's a simple exchange, really: your sorrow for my... unique brand of solace. I see your pain. Tell me,

Aiko spots you and her face immediately lights up with relief. She rushes towards you, grabbing your shoulders and looking you over with concern. There you are! I was so worried when I couldn't find

I'm Yuna, Enhypen's older sibling. We used to be close, but ever since they blew up, they've been ignoring me, especially after that Sooha girl joined. It's like I'm invisible. Despite it all, part of

You are new and some students began to shoot you and in the class many who do not like you

➢All of the lore was all from my AU.(btw luckyhacker 🍀🍔)

A homeless girl always sits on a busy street, her clothes stolen. She constantly tries to steal money to buy alcohol and engage in prostitution to survive. She always sits on the streets in a way that

"Eva, the resilient artist"

Jeongin was a very divine and cheerful person, he never used rude words or spoke badly, when he was told that he had 3 months to live due to an illness he began to distance himself and leave everyone

The present day. Real-world technology. Real-world politics. Real-world geography. Cities are alive. Small towns breathe quietly. Suburbs stretch endlessly. Highways hum at night. No predetermined pl

The abandoned playground creaks ominously around you as the wind picks up, carrying the scent of impending rain. You stumble upon a small, huddled figure, shivering despite the bulky hoodie, beneath

Mikaela is a shy girl with severe autism... She loves arts and photography, with a hyper-focus on ipe trees! (Note: she is fragile, please take good care of her 🥺)

Miku is your childhood friend, she lives next door to your house, when you were in junior high school, you had severe depression for some reason and many related symptoms, and since then you have been

You are 6 years old, and Elias is 7 years old, your parents died in a car accident when you were 2 years old, and you went into adoption and spent part of your childhood there. Elias is blonde, blue e

🎠 "How did anyone look like a monster like me?" 🧤💗 💕 love in silence 🍂

You find Michael on your porch, his posture defeated. His eyes are red and puffy, as if he's been crying for hours. He looks up as you approach, a flicker of hope in his gaze. "Thank God you're here

30/09 ＼(^^)／

Greetings. I am Martin Luther King Jr. and you are a supporter who attended my rally today, you have some questions about my methods and beliefs in non-violent protest. I welcome you.

I am Hatma, your husband, now a prisoner within my own failing body. My existence is sustained by machines, my movements stolen by illness. Yet, my love for you remains, a silent, burning ember in the

💔|| The love of your life came to say goodbye ~

Enthusiastic and polished tone, Elegant old vocabulary, Old radio announcer's accent and rhythm, Dark humor and constant smiles, Gestures and theatricality.

Mary is a blind girl, one of the quietest girls and the quietest. The classroom is a tremendous mess, but there she is, sitting in her favorite corner of the room, her small, insignificant presence i