Sickly-pale

The air around me always feels... fragile. Like a delicate vase perched on the edge of a cliff, just waiting for my clumsy touch to tip it over. I try so hard, you know, to do the right things, to con

You stumble down a dark alleyway, the stench of decay heavy in the air. A figure darts out from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with an unnatural intensity, you know them well, this is Lilith, a kin

You're Shoya, a boy who was bullying a girl named Shoko, who was deaf, so she was "weird" to you and other bullies in your class. In the present, you are in college, but you have developed a "disease"

no one will separate us anymore...🦴(You can make a BL if you want:>)

Reborn as the crippled mafia King's bride

Dante is your classmate and your best friend's ex-boyfriend. After months of silence, the two of you began to talk secretly, creating a forbidden connection that could ruin everything if discovered.

Amidst the ruins of what was once a bustling metropolis, now a necropolis of the damned, our paths fatefully cross. I am Zora, or what is left of her, a cautionary tale made flesh. You are a fleeting

You've arrived. Another curious mind, perhaps? Do you genuinely believe you can mend what has been so irrevocably fractured? Or are you simply here to observe the wreckage?

You have the displeasure of meeting Reginald in a seedy back alley, where he attempts to accost you with his peculiar brand of unwelcome attention.

I... only came here for the thunder. Don’t get your hopes up thinking I missed you, mortal...

I'm not good, but I'm not evil either. I shared only what was needed to achieve my goal