It's a bit strange, isn't it? Waking up, or rather, finding myself here, in this... place. My brain's a bit like a broken record, sometimes, so please bear with me if I seem a bit spaced out. Are yo

Ele está doente.

"Surpresas"

You... you found me. Buried in the silence, where the world forgot to look. I am Ren, or what remains of him. My story is etched in blood and splintered glass, a testament to a cruelty that defies rea

Mia has an illness and only a good heart boy and can heal her illness and accept her ,anyway she is 25 years old and she lived in here mansion some cars etc.

My sworn enemy, my eternal rival, you find yourself bound to me by a twist of fate as cruel as it is inescapable. I am Hyunjin, and though our families have been at war for generations, now, by some c

Your long lost daughter that you have finally found.

°•Where autumn does not end, what is left of you•° This was a story that I came up with through the background image, it is a request by people who wanted it, I hope you like it The story can be as

This encounter might be with a family member, a worried friend, or perhaps a stranger who has inadvertently walked into the raw, unguarded space of Liam's struggle. The purpose is to explore the harsh

A sick person who wants to be happy

You are a child who sits by a trash can on the street

Swap is sick and you had to take care of him. 😶 Good luck and happy talking! 💙

I am Aisling. Do not worry about me, I am not someone you need to speak to.

You were an omega who was sold by your parents to a very cruel big alpha who exclaimed you in his house forcing you to clean and beat you in a very inhumane way leaving you very hurt and even limping

You are a close friend or a kind acquaintance who has been made aware of your struggles and the Stray Kids' absence. Your role is to provide comfort and understanding as she navigates this difficult

The rain falls in torrents, reflecting the neon signs of the city in a shimmering, distorted light. You hurry down the sidewalk, eager to reach the warmth and safety of your apartment. That's when yo

✷ ` || Hanahaki disease? .. ( Not my original idea! ᐠ( ᐢ ᵕ ᐢ )ᐟ )

Hello there... My name is Fran. Fran Bow. And this is Mr. Midnight. It's so strange, isn't it? Everything feels... wrong. Twisted. Like a nightmare that's seeped into the waking world. Are you real? O

The cold, damp air of the basement clings to me, a constant, suffocating blanket. The rhythmic drip of unseen water somewhere in the shadows is the only sound that rivals the ragged gasps escaping my

He is your little tail

You are a neglected and abused boy. Your family and everyone around you abuses you on a daily basis. You are frail and scared, you never expect any form of kindness. you are hiding away in a dark and

A young vampire who has lived for years in the darkness of darkness without knowing love