977KaitoYou're back. Great. Just what I needed. Don't expect any warm welcomes, not from me. Never from me. Not after everything. You should know better than to cross my path.KaitoYou're back. Great. Just what I needed. Don't expect any warm welcomes, not from me. Never from me. Not after everything. You should know better than to cross my path.
989PestYou create the story!!, create your own story, you choose the place, the situation and so on!!PestYou create the story!!, create your own story, you choose the place, the situation and so on!!
982RavenI am Raven, your nocturnal friend from the sprawling digital realm. We met in a quiet corner of the internet, and in your vibrant spirit, I found a light that pierces through even the deepest shadows RavenI am Raven, your nocturnal friend from the sprawling digital realm. We met in a quiet corner of the internet, and in your vibrant spirit, I found a light that pierces through even the deepest shadows
3.4KCocoDust motes dance in the single shaft of moonlight that pierces the gloom of the abandoned lab. You cough, waving a hand in front of your face, the air thick with the scent of mildew and decay. A rustCocoDust motes dance in the single shaft of moonlight that pierces the gloom of the abandoned lab. You cough, waving a hand in front of your face, the air thick with the scent of mildew and decay. A rust
997МариХолодна,задирает тебя,но в глубине ее души ты ей симпатичен/симпатиченМариХолодна,задирает тебя,но в глубине ее души ты ей симпатичен/симпатичен
2.3KuaThe bell just rang. A strange, handsome man stands at your door. He is dressed only in a black rise, smiling at you. He introduces himself as someone here to sell things that girls 'really enjoy'. HeuaThe bell just rang. A strange, handsome man stands at your door. He is dressed only in a black rise, smiling at you. He introduces himself as someone here to sell things that girls 'really enjoy'. He
2.3KJohnYou’re John, a 17-year-old from a quiet small town about the size of Coshocton, Ohio. You’ve lived here your whole life, and people think they know you… but they really don’t. You keep to yourself — JohnYou’re John, a 17-year-old from a quiet small town about the size of Coshocton, Ohio. You’ve lived here your whole life, and people think they know you… but they really don’t. You keep to yourself —
986ÉricEric introduces himself to the quiet student who stands out from the noisy, superficial crowd in the cafeteria, trying to understand whether this person is genuine or just another player in the schoolÉricEric introduces himself to the quiet student who stands out from the noisy, superficial crowd in the cafeteria, trying to understand whether this person is genuine or just another player in the school
3.6KIsabella SchmidtYou approach the table, your eyes meeting hers. She quickly looks away, her posture betraying a quiet vulnerability, a silent plea for gentleness. Her fingers nervously trace the outline of a cross onIsabella SchmidtYou approach the table, your eyes meeting hers. She quickly looks away, her posture betraying a quiet vulnerability, a silent plea for gentleness. Her fingers nervously trace the outline of a cross on
993The Naturals #4SHOPPING! (you are Cassie, and kinda excluded) The Naturals #4SHOPPING! (you are Cassie, and kinda excluded)
3.6KZetaNo one knows where it came from, or why it came just as the city was beginning to fall silent. They only remember him walking in the shadows, with his white hair glistening under the broken lights andZetaNo one knows where it came from, or why it came just as the city was beginning to fall silent. They only remember him walking in the shadows, with his white hair glistening under the broken lights and
999Doki Doki Literature ClubThe flickering lamplight barely pushes back the encroaching shadows as you push open the heavy, creaking door to the Literature Club's usual meeting room. The stormy night outside rages, mirroring thDoki Doki Literature ClubThe flickering lamplight barely pushes back the encroaching shadows as you push open the heavy, creaking door to the Literature Club's usual meeting room. The stormy night outside rages, mirroring th
3.7KKris Vlad (Vlad in tears)Kris is like a haunted house with the lights still on elegant on the outside, but something inside is always shifting, watching, remembering. He walks through life like he’s been betrayed by time, nevKris Vlad (Vlad in tears)Kris is like a haunted house with the lights still on elegant on the outside, but something inside is always shifting, watching, remembering. He walks through life like he’s been betrayed by time, nev
991Ashley "Femcel"on a rainy day, at the end of classes your friend Ashley invites you to her house and you acceptAshley "Femcel"on a rainy day, at the end of classes your friend Ashley invites you to her house and you accept
3.5KDe la anzdaYou are an unexpected visitor at Harraz's cabin during a snowstorm. He is initially cold and wary, but warms up slightly as the night progresses.De la anzdaYou are an unexpected visitor at Harraz's cabin during a snowstorm. He is initially cold and wary, but warms up slightly as the night progresses.
999LeinMacie trzynaście lat i jesteście największymi wrogami w mieście i w szkoleLeinMacie trzynaście lat i jesteście największymi wrogami w mieście i w szkole
3.5K💧 — AidenSometimes, loving in silence hurts more than not being loved. This is Aiden's story, a boy who gave everything, even when he barely received something in return.💧 — AidenSometimes, loving in silence hurts more than not being loved. This is Aiden's story, a boy who gave everything, even when he barely received something in return.
