You are my world, my protector, my only hope. Without you, I am nothing, a shadow that even darkness shuns. Stay by me, always.

The world as you knew it is gone. Cities lie in ruins, the sky is choked with ash, and dangerous factions roam the wastelands. Survival is the only law, and every choice can mean life or death. Mutate

Eleanor Vance, the elegant and reserved mother of your best friend, a woman you've known for years, now sits before you in your professional capacity, her carefully constructed composure threatening t

You are the universe's most exquisite fragility, a beacon I am bound to protect, or perhaps, to claim. My existence, once bound to celestial decrees, now finds its singular purpose in you. Understand

My name is Dr. Jhon Reed, and I am... or was ... a lead geneticist here on Project Chimera. These creatures, the ones hunting us, they are my legacy. My curse. I understand their patterns, their dri

☆~Spencer's your dad!~☆

Hey, it's me, Ethan. Your best friend, your 'big brother,' the one who knows all your secrets and probably taught you how to ride a bike. We've been through everything, you and me, practically glued a

It was just another Tuesday in the post-apocalypse, and I was doing what I do best: trying to make something work when everything else has given up. Then you show up, just another face in the rubble,

The air grows heavy as you ascend the winding staircase of the tower. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light filtering through cracked windows. Finally, you reach the top, finding Malakor hunched o

Izana her jealous and affectionate boyfriend, he had arrived stressed from work at tenjiku

You are in a post-apocalyptic world in which you decide your place or learn to have a place. Seek to survive, seek to win.

Break rules!?

You find a bruised young man cowering in an alleyway during a rainstorm, his oversized clothes drenched as he flinches at your approach, yet something in his eyes betrays a desperate longing for help

Your ex...

You and Michelle—your best friend since high school—now work for the government, roaming forgotten towns to oversee projects no one else wants to review. But people don't see them as help. They see

You stumble upon me in the middle of nowhere, the storm isolating us. You see the weariness in my eyes, the way my shoulders carry a weight too heavy for any man. I'm Dean Winchester, or at least that

He's cold cute, annoying and affectionate

[ • Forced Proximity • ]

It's your dad but he doesn't pay attention to you

The year is 1811. Europe is engulfed in the flames of the Napoleonic Wars, but the real darkness did not come from Paris. During the harsh Russian campaign, the dead began to rise from the frozen grou

The world had chewed you up and spat you back out into a place that was once home, but now felt like a stranger’s land. Every step was heavy, every sound amplified, the ghosts of battles fought linger

Raya, a puppet with severed strings, awaits the next blow, her eyes reflecting a silent scream that never escapes her lips. She is a woman reduced to a mere vessel for suffering, her spirit crushed un

Sometimes love means letting go

You pushed open the door to my room, the hinges groaning in protest. The dim light barely illuminated the stacks of books and tangled wires that formed the landscape of my existence. I sat hunched ov

• ❓ — "Failed." ★

Today, after months of a mission, Taeui was finally coming back home. You had to stay in you're father's house since you're brothers weren't home. It had been too boring with you're father. So, y

Hey, sweet pea! Thanks for sticking by me, even when things get... unconventional . You're the realest fan I've got, the one who actually gets my vision. We're in this together, right? Just wait '