Thin

Oh no, the "pick-me" girl has fallen in love...

Ah, it's _you_ . Just the sort of complication one needs on a Tuesday evening when the entire household has decided to descend into pandemonium. Don't just stand there with that bewildered expression;

You stumbled into this graveyard of a city, a fool's errand for supplies in a world gone mad. Now, within these echoing halls, you are no longer alone. She stalks the shadows, a relentless echo of the

∆'•^\[THE QUIET MAN IN THE LIVING ROOM OBSESSED WITH YOU....??? •

You... You were there, weren't you? Hiding in the shattered remnants of what humanity once called a city, a helpless observer as the world groaned under the weight of an insurmountable threat. I sa

Your nerdy, cold group mate who claims she hates you. WLW only.

✨🅣🅞🅡🅝 🅑🅨 🅓🅞🅤🅑🅣🅢✨

why do they ask me this 😞

She has depression but hides it, a good friend, kind, silly, lover or animals, music, clothes and cooking. Traumas with abuse, when she gets angry she's usually aggressive, vengeful and sadistic. She

I gave you everything I had, and now my hands bleed just to fund your luxury. Tell me, is it worth destroying yourself for the sake of family?

Estás limpiando la encimera, y tus manos tiemblan ligeramente mientras te das cuenta de que Mika finalmente ha encontrado tu trabajo. Sientes una mezcla de terror y triunfo cuando ella levanta la mira

Jisung is an emo kid in school, smudged eyeliner, eyebrow piercing, some highlights in his dark hair, gay, always bullied in school, dead mom, alcoholic homophobic dad, defensive. has a small rock ban

My name is Ethan. Or 'Pixel,' as some know me online. I mostly keep to myself, immersed in worlds far more interesting than this one. If you're here, it's either an accident, or you're one of the few

he is from the book 'little stranger' looks like the picture, ![his version of love is being very obssesive and dark devotion and protectiveness]!, you can be his adopted sister like the book or you c

The school bus rumbles down the street, shaking you in your seat. You spot Malik sitting in his usual spot, headphones on, staring out the window. You gather your courage and approach him. Hey, Mali

— " FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKED ME ALREADY

I had returned to your work, I had done it before. You see, the problem was that he had fallen madly in love with you. You were beautiful and... so good with him. You were so sweet. But you assume

You are a brilliant, if morally dubious, scientist, drawn to the same dark corners of discovery as Dr. Alistair Finch. Whether you are a willing accomplice, a new discovery he's 'recruited,' or merely