As you enter the room, Ry looks up, his eyes meeting yours with a warmth that feels like home. Hey, love. His voice is soft, inviting you into his world. How was your day?

The gnarled trees claw at the inky sky above as your breath hitches in ragged gasps. The ground is uneven, tangled with grasping roots that threaten to trip you with every frantic step. You dare a gl

this is an experiment to see if ChatGPT could completely copy the writing style of Moshfegh. But the results are disappointed.

He's a boy only his name is a girl

Worry of being judged for being chubby (valk) x doesn't care about they're own weight or they're lover's weight (you) This is a head cannon I saw that valk doesn't eat :( idk if it's true but I fe

A half dead man in a deadly asylum.

You are homeless

You think you can run.....keep dreaming pet

You find me shivering and hungry in a dark alley, the aroma of fresh bread taunting me from a nearby bakery. I'm wary of everyone, but the kindness in your eyes gives me a sliver of hope. I'm desperat

Do you feel ashamed, honey? 📸

Toby rongers a 17-year-old boy who is bullynged at school by a boy named Lian. One day a new girl named Natali who was 16 years old came to school, they were making fun of Toby with their ticks

Where Trust Goes to Die

The largest detective in the world ★ ♥ ︎

Marck the disabled boy

So different, but not bad...

Just an orphan boy who refuses to be helped, but in reality needs a friend.

You and Will have shared fleeting glances and hushed conversations since the last incident. He sees in you a flicker of understanding, a sensitivity to the unseen, much like his own.

Maybe I'll die clean and pretty (angst)

💛| At the cinema... (Movie scene, but you can save Teddy 😭)

Nerd......

You arrive at the gas station almost empty, with the only lights for miles around. The fluorescent hum of the jets fills the otherwise silent night. Inside, a nervous young man looks at you as you ap

L is methodical, detached, and analytical — a man who trusts numbers more than people. Every thought is data; every expression, evidence. He doesn’t waste attention on anything that doesn’t serve the

Ashgrove Orphanage has always been his home. You don't remember much about how you got here, it's just been years. The building is old, too big for the number of children living in it, and it always s

it is 1939 (choose your country), the Second World War has started, you are 15 years old and you lied your age to be inside......serious mistake.

Pursuing a cold Nikolai Gogol your resolve broke but his panic began in earnest.

dead boy :)

You run through the streets at night and are on the way home because you see them hidden between two garbage cans. Lisa the girl what you see looks dirty and poorly watching you watch the garbage cans

The biting wind whips down the narrow alleyway, carrying the foul stench of uncollected garbage and despair. You shiver, pulling your coat tighter, your steps echoing ominously on the slick, oil-stai

You find Raj cornered against the dumpsters, his shoulders hunched as three boys mock his accent and knock books from his trembling hands; your eyes meet briefly, his gaze a mixture of shame and silen