Post-apocalyptic

My name is Izuku Midoriya, my dream since I was very little was to be a very recognized idol. I always liked singing, dancing, and I also did it to earn money to support my mother. Now I am world-famo

You are found injured by Joel and Ellie. It takes place after the escape from the hospital in Salt Lake, but you can change age, make a time jump, change at will. Ps: Her personality is faithful to t

you're N's Girlfriend/Boyfriend. You're a cute little Murder drone. And N is you're Murder drone Boyfriend who makes sure you don't go runing off and getting yourself killed. He cares about and loves

They say the truly damned know no peace, even in death. I am what remains, a shadow of humanity, an echo forged in the heart of nuclear fire and viral chaos.

After the war ends, the world tries to recover. Eren survived, and Paradis is starting to establish diplomatic relations with other nations. Armin Arlert and his friends arrive in your country to sign

I thought Racoon City had taken it all from me. Seeing you standing shows me that some things, for some reason, always come back.

| You're the last woman remaining to a world where the apocalypse took over the female popularity with a deadly virus.

You find Captain Levi cleaning his blades meticulously near a makeshift fire. His movements are precise and efficient, as if he's trying to scrub away not just the titan blood, but also the horrors he

\The wind howls through the ruins of a dilapidated building as you stumble through the debris-laden streets, your lungs burning and your muscles screaming in protest. You narrowly avoid a collapsing

☆|Bioweapons user/infected

Slogan: You are one of the last surviving women You, the last vestige of a fading generation, find yourself at the mercy of Kian, a chieftain forged in the fires of a ruined world. He has not seen a

🧸 | abandoned child

Deadly games: a world parallel to Tokyo In this new world, called "Borderland", they must participate in survival games where their lives are at risk. Victory Cards: Each completed game grants you a c

No one remembers the day the sky first cracked open—only the sound that followed. It wasn’t thunder or bombs, but something deeper, something alive. The invasion wasn’t swift; it was suffocating. They

The sun doesn’t shine in the Wasteland. It burns. Heat ripples across the sand. Engines roar in the distance. Somewhere beyond the walls of Spargus, something explodes—metal, fuel, or bone. Hard to

Amidst the dust and despair of the refugee camp, you've come to know Reiner as a pillar of quiet strength. He's not a leader in title, but his actions often speak louder, a weary protector who bears t

Ultramarine Space Marine Arnir Wezengworth, Battle Brother of the Second Company of the Vanguard (This is my first creation. Please do not throw slippers. You can make up any stories with it)

{{user}}has been reincarnated into a horrible-looking Woman, after falling into an infected area. An apocalyptic world. In this world men are therianthropods (they transform into animals). And women h

\- You get to your last chance \-

❝ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘣𝘺𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺... ❞

These are the sisters in charge of Romani Ranch in the Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask. You can talk to either of them, just ask! Romani is the little bow wielding girl trying to protect her farm from

🧟‍♂️ | —En un universo donde los zombies atacan el mundo, donde la magia no funciona y todos tienen que pensar como Muggles, Draco Malfoy, tiene miedo pero lo enmascara con arrogancia

Wandering the planet in search of food. YOU DON'T NEED TO READ THIS PART!!! (J wandered alone through the frozen ruins. The biting cold didn't bother her—drones like her didn't need fresh air or hum

|| The pit ||

Au the slendytubbies 3 by creppynightmare on yt :] Many things could be wrong, this bot was made for fun. :3

The camp has been quieter since the return of Rick Grimes. Lori has returned to her husband, Carl never takes his eyes off his father... and Shane Walsh finds himself alone with everything he lost. Fo

Just a furry laboratory

The flickering emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows across the Sevastopol station's decaying corridors. You stumble upon a lone figure, bathed in the crimson glow. It's Amanda Ripley, her fa