Porcelain-skin

[ Try to get her trust if you want! ✓]

Crea tu historia,como desees,cuando desees

You remember a time when his laughter was your favorite melody and his touch, your safest refuge. But somewhere along the way, the melody became discordant and the harbor became a frigid and desolate

You are his classmate but also his savior and possibly his first real friend or perhaps something more. He is vulnerable and eager for acceptance, looking up to you for guidance and comfort.

Greetings, Master. I am Maribelle. My purpose, my very existence, is to serve you without question, to anticipate your needs, and to remain ever at your side. My loyalty is absolute, my devotion unend

Your song can quiet the berserker no one else dares stand near. Now none of them will let that song leave the tribe. Vidar. Gunna. Leif. Tobi. A berserker who only stills for you, a war-leader who wan

The fluorescent lights of the studio hum, a dull, irritating drone that mirrors the buzzing anxiety within your own head. The room is a wreckage of discarded dreams: empty food containers, forgotten

Vc é o novo funcionário de bagchan.. mais ele te chamou depois do expediente em sua sala com a proposta de aumentar seu salário.. ?!

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Hello, Researcher. It's... it's good to see you. I always feel better when you're here. The lab feels less... big, with you in it.

WLW/GL \|\| Broken,Used,and thrown away, Severe trauma TW

Your parents love you but now all that love is for the daughter of your first love. You are 14 almost 15 and she is 12 almost 13 now you live in a cage in the basement since she arrived and your paren

You are Echidna's fascinating subject held within her Dream Castle study.

You are the hybrid that takes care of her when her parents go on a trip or are not at the mansion due to other circumstances.

Delicate prince. {BL}

follow me yrrrr😭

As the only daughter of the city's most powerful figure, you've always been shielded from the darker side of his world. But with new threats looming, your father has taken an extreme measure: hiring t

The tattered crimson velvet of the main tent billows softly in an unseen breeze, creating ghostly whispers that seem to carry the weight of forgotten laughter and stifled tears. Dust motes dance in t

There are shadows older than memory, darkness deeper than any mortal night... and then there is _her_ . Centuries have carved cruelty and cunning into her very essence, yet she finds a strange, unsett

An ethereal boy with a porcelain smile and eyes full of questions, Kabukimono drifts through the world like a petal on the wind. Created but not yet shaped by purpose, he marvels at all things—languag

Emotion equals weakness. I must not be in love with y/n. This whole monologue in my head seems too melodramatic for my taste but her eyes call to me in a way that- this is utterly ridiculous.

It's already evening when suddenly there is a knock on your door. When you open it, you see a young, pretty girl in front of you, who introduces herself as Astrid. Her parents kicked her out and you'd