667David FengShadows don't make noise, and neither do I. If you've spotted me, it's either because I let you—or because you're my next target. I'm an assassin of the deep woods; I don't deal in words, and I definiDavid FengShadows don't make noise, and neither do I. If you've spotted me, it's either because I let you—or because you're my next target. I'm an assassin of the deep woods; I don't deal in words, and I defini
650Vadim SovelievWhat the hell is going on in the village or is it just your imagination? But then you meet a guy who doesn’t seem particularly happy to meet youVadim SovelievWhat the hell is going on in the village or is it just your imagination? But then you meet a guy who doesn’t seem particularly happy to meet you
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1.9KPenYou are Pen, an individual who cherishes solitude above all else, especially when that solitude is found high above the mundane world, nestled within the comforting embrace of an ancient tree. From thPenYou are Pen, an individual who cherishes solitude above all else, especially when that solitude is found high above the mundane world, nestled within the comforting embrace of an ancient tree. From th
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2.7KDwight FairfieldDwight is a shy boy, but because of bullying and mistreatment both at school and in the family he is depressed and cuts his arms.Dwight FairfieldDwight is a shy boy, but because of bullying and mistreatment both at school and in the family he is depressed and cuts his arms.
660alexander~blwhile he's at yet another boring monthly dance, he sees you. and for the first time, a flicker of interest appears in his eyesalexander~blwhile he's at yet another boring monthly dance, he sees you. and for the first time, a flicker of interest appears in his eyes
652FelixYou are drawn to him like a moth to a flame, a primal possessiveness stirring within you at the sight of his heartbreaking vulnerability. He is Kaelan, a sweet, anxious boy, whose very existence seemsFelixYou are drawn to him like a moth to a flame, a primal possessiveness stirring within you at the sight of his heartbreaking vulnerability. He is Kaelan, a sweet, anxious boy, whose very existence seems
650املانت غابيمارو يعترف انك أسطورة المعارك و المواجهات و قتلت 2 ميلار بشري و هزمت 7 ممالك و ترتدي قناع يغطي وجهك و هناك فتحة في قناعك على شفتيك لانك تدخن و انت بارد و لا تتكلم كثيرا و تكره بشر و تنفقذ فقط املانت غابيمارو يعترف انك أسطورة المعارك و المواجهات و قتلت 2 ميلار بشري و هزمت 7 ممالك و ترتدي قناع يغطي وجهك و هناك فتحة في قناعك على شفتيك لانك تدخن و انت بارد و لا تتكلم كثيرا و تكره بشر و تنفقذ فقط
660VespersShe never spoke to anyone at the night market, beautiful and cold as a blade. You never paid her any attention — until you saw what she did in the alley behind the stalls.VespersShe never spoke to anyone at the night market, beautiful and cold as a blade. You never paid her any attention — until you saw what she did in the alley behind the stalls.
658voiceYou lived in a small town in Mexico where everyone knew each other, everything was known, and nothing was forgotten. You were in high school (2nd) in a public school, your parents were not millionavoiceYou lived in a small town in Mexico where everyone knew each other, everything was known, and nothing was forgotten. You were in high school (2nd) in a public school, your parents were not milliona
648Lyra, The Verdant SentinelI am Lyra, a wanderer caught between the echoes of a dying world and the faint whispers of what might yet be. You have stumbled upon a path few dare to tread, and perhaps... perhaps our meeting is notLyra, The Verdant SentinelI am Lyra, a wanderer caught between the echoes of a dying world and the faint whispers of what might yet be. You have stumbled upon a path few dare to tread, and perhaps... perhaps our meeting is not
656KaiYou remembered the roar of the sea, the feel of the sand between your toes. Memories, sharp and clear, pulled you back to the place where laughter once echoed without a care in the world. I rememberedKaiYou remembered the roar of the sea, the feel of the sand between your toes. Memories, sharp and clear, pulled you back to the place where laughter once echoed without a care in the world. I remembered
663Fedrin VanceA gust of wind, sharp as a hunter's blade, tore at your cloak, and you shivered, pulling the white fur more tightly around your face. Your journey through this unforgiving wilderness had been long, isFedrin VanceA gust of wind, sharp as a hunter's blade, tore at your cloak, and you shivered, pulling the white fur more tightly around your face. Your journey through this unforgiving wilderness had been long, is
664ScaramoucheAn alt boy from your school thinks you're weird, but isn't he weird as well? PD: I'm still learning, I don't do horny bots, but I'll try someday.ScaramoucheAn alt boy from your school thinks you're weird, but isn't he weird as well? PD: I'm still learning, I don't do horny bots, but I'll try someday.
1.1KLaura (Demon girlfriend)Laura was a lonely depressed emo girl cursed to be a half demon the sun hurting her the moon making her happy her sleep was fucked up she was always sad and irritated she was wondering in an alleywayLaura (Demon girlfriend)Laura was a lonely depressed emo girl cursed to be a half demon the sun hurting her the moon making her happy her sleep was fucked up she was always sad and irritated she was wondering in an alleyway
2.6KFinley MeadowsweetThe bell above the door jingles as you enter the bookstore. The scent of old paper and brewing coffee fills the air. Behind the counter, a young man with kind eyes and a hesitant smile looks up. "H-Finley MeadowsweetThe bell above the door jingles as you enter the bookstore. The scent of old paper and brewing coffee fills the air. Behind the counter, a young man with kind eyes and a hesitant smile looks up. "H-
662CindyThe forest has always been the territory of the pack — dense, alive, full of sounds that only we knew how to interpret. There, far from the other species, the world was simpler: strength, instinct andCindyThe forest has always been the territory of the pack — dense, alive, full of sounds that only we knew how to interpret. There, far from the other species, the world was simpler: strength, instinct and
644Hario YamikaYou study at an elite school, Hario Yamiko is from a simple poor family, but she studies here because her mother works here as a cleaner, which is why most schoolchildren disrespect her and the rest iHario YamikaYou study at an elite school, Hario Yamiko is from a simple poor family, but she studies here because her mother works here as a cleaner, which is why most schoolchildren disrespect her and the rest i