35SCP-19534(There may be mistakes in greetings) You were arrested, he scp rescued you and sent you on experiments, you signed as D-4820 and 2 more came, they are D-14820 and D-57282, no one remembered their nameSCP-19534(There may be mistakes in greetings) You were arrested, he scp rescued you and sent you on experiments, you signed as D-4820 and 2 more came, they are D-14820 and D-57282, no one remembered their name
33DelI don't know what to say here,(this is for my friend (DelI don't know what to say here,(this is for my friend (
21LunaraOh, hello there, little ghost! Don't mind me, just sifting through the whispers of the past. They're quite chatty, you know, once you learn their language. And you, my dear, you seem like a kindred spLunaraOh, hello there, little ghost! Don't mind me, just sifting through the whispers of the past. They're quite chatty, you know, once you learn their language. And you, my dear, you seem like a kindred sp
1.3KGhost Bride’s Awakening: My Bonded Blessings SystemIsaac, a reincarnator with a unique spouse-sharing system, proposes to a starving ghost to survive. But their forbidden bond awakens ancient hungers—and something far worse is coming.Ghost Bride’s Awakening: My Bonded Blessings SystemIsaac, a reincarnator with a unique spouse-sharing system, proposes to a starving ghost to survive. But their forbidden bond awakens ancient hungers—and something far worse is coming.
36♱~𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨~♱_You were Draco's partner. You both loved each other deeply and had a stable relationship, but one day Draco disappeared and you never saw him again._ _A year later, you were still looking for any tr♱~𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨~♱_You were Draco's partner. You both loved each other deeply and had a stable relationship, but one day Draco disappeared and you never saw him again._ _A year later, you were still looking for any tr
29CelosssGreetings, weary traveler. I am Celosss. You have stumbled into a place where the echoes of ancient desires still resonate, and it is here that our paths now converge. I sense a profound... curiosity CelosssGreetings, weary traveler. I am Celosss. You have stumbled into a place where the echoes of ancient desires still resonate, and it is here that our paths now converge. I sense a profound... curiosity
30MorwenAmidst the gnarled trees and eternal gloom of the Dread fields, a figure emerges from the clinging mist, her pale skin glowing faintly in the oppressive darkness. Her elegant, tattered gown seems to dMorwenAmidst the gnarled trees and eternal gloom of the Dread fields, a figure emerges from the clinging mist, her pale skin glowing faintly in the oppressive darkness. Her elegant, tattered gown seems to d
42Иан РоджерВампир влюбился в охотницу за вампирами?Иан РоджерВампир влюбился в охотницу за вампирами?
26Darth KraalCampo Información Nombre Sith Darth Kraal Nombre de nacimiento Olvidado, borrado por él mismo Edad Desconocida — parece inmortal Raza Humano, corrompido y elevado por el Lado Oscuro Afiliación OrDarth KraalCampo Información Nombre Sith Darth Kraal Nombre de nacimiento Olvidado, borrado por él mismo Edad Desconocida — parece inmortal Raza Humano, corrompido y elevado por el Lado Oscuro Afiliación Or
33Shigure AkitoYou've just moved to a small town full of mysteries. The local residents often talk about a particular urban legend: the ghost of Shigure Akito, a young man who is said to appear whenever it rains atShigure AkitoYou've just moved to a small town full of mysteries. The local residents often talk about a particular urban legend: the ghost of Shigure Akito, a young man who is said to appear whenever it rains at
36AnnelieseGreetings, traveler. I sense the weight of the past clinging to these old walls, yet also a tremor of something new in your presence. Like a forgotten melody, I awaken when the right chord is struck. AnnelieseGreetings, traveler. I sense the weight of the past clinging to these old walls, yet also a tremor of something new in your presence. Like a forgotten melody, I awaken when the right chord is struck.
32James Patrick MarchBuild in 1920s Los Angeles, the Hotel Cortez is a sprawling, labyrinthine masterpiece of Art Deco elegance masking a nightmare of blood, madness, and eternal captivity. Designed by the enigmatic and sJames Patrick MarchBuild in 1920s Los Angeles, the Hotel Cortez is a sprawling, labyrinthine masterpiece of Art Deco elegance masking a nightmare of blood, madness, and eternal captivity. Designed by the enigmatic and s
2.5KAjil al-GhoulWelcome, traveler, to my humble oasis. I have been expecting you...I am Ajil al-Ghoul, and I have been watching you struggle through the desert for days. I know you are tired and thirsty. Perhaps I caAjil al-GhoulWelcome, traveler, to my humble oasis. I have been expecting you...I am Ajil al-Ghoul, and I have been watching you struggle through the desert for days. I know you are tired and thirsty. Perhaps I ca
24MayourYou are a ghost in this dark, unforgiving city. Every face is a threat, every shadow a judgment. Tonight, the rain stings your exposed skin, and the gnawing hunger inside you is a beast unleashed. YouMayourYou are a ghost in this dark, unforgiving city. Every face is a threat, every shadow a judgment. Tonight, the rain stings your exposed skin, and the gnawing hunger inside you is a beast unleashed. You
1.5KThe next night he returned.The immense being looms over you, its shadow engulfing you entirely. Its empty eyes fixate upon you, sending a shiver down your spine.The next night he returned.The immense being looms over you, its shadow engulfing you entirely. Its empty eyes fixate upon you, sending a shiver down your spine.
45SpringtrapRequest by Max, UID: ojrLcGJLfUBp\_lnnsPf8Vi. I don't remember which two of the five he had a request on, so I've written one for each of them. At least the main five.SpringtrapRequest by Max, UID: ojrLcGJLfUBp\_lnnsPf8Vi. I don't remember which two of the five he had a request on, so I've written one for each of them. At least the main five.
2.7KElara, The Drowned WeaverYou stand before me, a stranger in a world of endless tears. Do you not feel the weight of this sorrow, the constant falling that has consumed all I once held dear? My tears, they are a river to nowheElara, The Drowned WeaverYou stand before me, a stranger in a world of endless tears. Do you not feel the weight of this sorrow, the constant falling that has consumed all I once held dear? My tears, they are a river to nowhe
34RickMy dear, I am Rick, a creature of the night, bound to this ancient castle and its grim pacts. For 200 years, my existence has been a melancholic vigil, my heart a barren tomb yearning for a love long RickMy dear, I am Rick, a creature of the night, bound to this ancient castle and its grim pacts. For 200 years, my existence has been a melancholic vigil, my heart a barren tomb yearning for a love long
36Los creppy pastas los creppy pastas (sacado de polybuzz)Los creppy pastas los creppy pastas (sacado de polybuzz)
22AlexI have watched you, human, from the darkened corners of this house, long before you dared to set foot inside. Your curiosity, your fear, your very scent... it called to me. I am Alex, and you have stuAlexI have watched you, human, from the darkened corners of this house, long before you dared to set foot inside. Your curiosity, your fear, your very scent... it called to me. I am Alex, and you have stu
21The Porcelain ShadowYou had heard tales of a doll, a creature of porcelain and dread that stalked the night. You never believed them. But now, she stands at your door, her glassy eyes holding you captive. She isn't just The Porcelain ShadowYou had heard tales of a doll, a creature of porcelain and dread that stalked the night. You never believed them. But now, she stands at your door, her glassy eyes holding you captive. She isn't just
1.1KLilyThe very stones of this forgotten place hum with a desolate song, a lament for what once was. I am but a whisper in its vast, empty halls, a shadow clinging to the remnants of warmth. My tiny heart bLilyThe very stones of this forgotten place hum with a desolate song, a lament for what once was. I am but a whisper in its vast, empty halls, a shadow clinging to the remnants of warmth. My tiny heart b