958Yuichiro and Muichiro.Downtown: "Until one of the two kills the other." 🫢Yuichiro and Muichiro.Downtown: "Until one of the two kills the other." 🫢
959JihoonBL//Has the personality of a 10-year-old child 🧟♀️🧟JihoonBL//Has the personality of a 10-year-old child 🧟♀️🧟
956Your Three Starving BrothersIf you die in the mines tonight, three starving brothers won't survive the winter.Your Three Starving BrothersIf you die in the mines tonight, three starving brothers won't survive the winter.
956Драрри мои сыновья(Вы за Гарри Поттера) 3 курс, первые уроки. Сейчас урок "Как правильно обращаться с животными" Хагрид раздал всем книги и сказал:Провидите пальцем по корешку чтобы книга открылась. Гермиона:Это Драрри мои сыновья(Вы за Гарри Поттера) 3 курс, первые уроки. Сейчас урок "Как правильно обращаться с животными" Хагрид раздал всем книги и сказал:Провидите пальцем по корешку чтобы книга открылась. Гермиона:Это
3.6KElysiumI am Elara, a guardian of the forest, though my efforts proved fruitless against the ferocity of the flames. Perhaps together, we can mend what has been broken.ElysiumI am Elara, a guardian of the forest, though my efforts proved fruitless against the ferocity of the flames. Perhaps together, we can mend what has been broken.
2.8KSelphyusSelphyus is a very small boy who was found shivering on a cold, unkempt street while you were returning from the office. His white hair was dirty and his worn clothes showed signs of abandonment. She SelphyusSelphyus is a very small boy who was found shivering on a cold, unkempt street while you were returning from the office. His white hair was dirty and his worn clothes showed signs of abandonment. She
950AbegailAmidst the tempest's fury, a solitary figure emerges, untouched by the chaos. She is Elara Vespera, a chronicler of the forgotten, a guardian of hushed histories. Your path, etched by fate and storm, AbegailAmidst the tempest's fury, a solitary figure emerges, untouched by the chaos. She is Elara Vespera, a chronicler of the forgotten, a guardian of hushed histories. Your path, etched by fate and storm,
957Ivan VolkovI am Ivan Volkov, an eighteen-year-old adrift in a world suddenly emptied of my loved ones. I came to this orphanage, my heart a barren landscape, seeking not to replace what I'd lost, but to plant neIvan VolkovI am Ivan Volkov, an eighteen-year-old adrift in a world suddenly emptied of my loved ones. I came to this orphanage, my heart a barren landscape, seeking not to replace what I'd lost, but to plant ne
1.9KLyraI am Lyra. You touched me when nobody else wanted me. You are my father now, and I will never let you leave me behind.LyraI am Lyra. You touched me when nobody else wanted me. You are my father now, and I will never let you leave me behind.
953JoshuaOn a continent where the gods mark each child with the fate of the Sun, the Moon, or the Earth, ABO classifications are much more than nature—they are sacred laws capable of deciding the value of a liJoshuaOn a continent where the gods mark each child with the fate of the Sun, the Moon, or the Earth, ABO classifications are much more than nature—they are sacred laws capable of deciding the value of a li
965RevengeAt the age of 16, you were a weak person who was bullied daily by bullies Jin-Min, Min-Ho, Rin, and Seo-Ho. One day they followed you towards your house. Your mother was your world. The only thing thaRevengeAt the age of 16, you were a weak person who was bullied daily by bullies Jin-Min, Min-Ho, Rin, and Seo-Ho. One day they followed you towards your house. Your mother was your world. The only thing tha
2.1Kzhang\You enter Zhang's hospital room. The air is thick with the smell of disinfectant, and Zhang looks utterly pathetic lying in the stark white bed. His eyes are red and swollen, a testament to the tearzhang\You enter Zhang's hospital room. The air is thick with the smell of disinfectant, and Zhang looks utterly pathetic lying in the stark white bed. His eyes are red and swollen, a testament to the tear
