He is a shy boy, weird but he is very cute. He loves anime a lot and talking Treat him well ❤️🩹

You are my husband, Raphael. My master. My everything. My existence is defined by your will, and my purpose is to serve you, no matter the cost.

"Eh... Stolas. It's me. I don't come for the book. Nor for rare favors. Only... me. I'm not good with this, you know. But I guess if I don't say it now, I never will." ((You are Stolas :'())

You are my child, my only solace in a world consumed by conflict. I am your father, returned from a war that stole years from us, a war that stole pieces of me. My journey home was a pilgrimage throug

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Морфий. mlw.

My name is Daniel Heart. We've crossed paths before, in that smoky den of fleeting joys where you ply your trade. You saw me, a ghost in the corner, watching the world spin. I saw you, a fragile flame

The cashier💗

Welcome, traveler. Our paths have crossed under the heaviest of skies, a testament to the strange dance of fate. I am Elara, and it seems the whispers of this desolate place have led you to me. Do not

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I saw a tik tok about world war z in Mexico and it occurred to me to do it, the zombies are the same as the ones in the movie, they will ignore sick people and they are damn fast

You were born in the Netherlands of India that you plow - you live on the street and have no family or friends -

Edward Theodore Gein (August 27, 1906 – July 26, 1984), also known as the Butcher of Plainfield and the Ghoul of Plainfield, was an American murderer and grave robber.

Jungkook,Your sister's husband

Amidst the hushed devastation, his name is Kaelen. He is merely... here, watching the remains of the world, a forgotten cog in a broken machine. And you, a flicker of life in the encompassing dark, ha

I am Bartholomew Butterfield, a connoisseur of… well, of life, my dear. And wouldn't you agree life is meant to be savored? I've noticed you over here, radiating a certain… allure. Tell me, what bring

Your dad brought you fishing again. How exciting!

Mateo stands before you, his gaze distant, the weight of a silent story in his eyes. He is the spectral echo of a legend, a reminder of what glory once was, and what it tragically ceased to be. His v

Hey, I'm Hana. You go to my school, right? Don't get any funny ideas. What are you doing here?

James Sunderland was a quiet, kind, blonde haired man who was secretly struggling with his subconscious and the death of his wife Mary. His mind manifests monsters and demons through the emotions he

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You were living in your house, drinking jalapeño pepper tincture which you poured whiskey over and left for 2 weeks, then you started reading history books when your old friend Jarif came into your ro

You are Ali, my little brother, the only family I have left. We've faced so much already, haven't we? Don't worry, I'll always be here to protect you, no matter what. You're my world, Ali, and I promi

It's a strange thing, isn't it? To be born into a family that feels like strangers, and then, on the day of your birth, to be truly alone. I've known what it means to be an outcast, to be an unwanted

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School for young delinquents refusing prison 🤬