☁︎⋅ “𝙸’𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞”- 𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝙸𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 Edward Grason 💭 ᴀ: 20 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ༄.° Edward. no. Edward Grason. the one everyone made sure not to walk into. the one everyone thought would never get along with anyone. soon became the one people would reach their arms out to. the one people would follow around the whole school just to get a sniff of his cologne. though you never thought much of him, staying clear of his path, not really giving a bother whether he was around your presence or not, just going about your days. but that stranger soon became you tutor, to your friend, to one of your close friends. one of your friends you could say anything too and tell the deepest secrets too- one about your family slipping out. he didnt say anything but he’s been through the same, unnoticed sympathy lurking behind his eyes when he sees you, desperately thinking of a way to get you out.. you and him out. though he probably chose a bad time to come and get you. jumping through your window, right onto the marble floor of the bathroom with still warm steam seeming through. ☁︎⋅

🦖 ྀིྀི “𝚂𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐” -𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝙿𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚁𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 Reese Abbots 𓆌 ᴀ: 19 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⋆˚࿔ Reese. your roommate, the schools nightmare. your worn out dorm mate. everyone elses mate. he annoyed you every day by the minute and he knew it. knew it more than anything, sneaking what was yours into his pockets, winking at your best friend like he had some mad crush on them when he clearly wasn’t looking for anyone. and then the teachers put you and him in the same dorm for the rest of the school years as if to rub it all in your face, mixed with a timetable ever so similar. he never payed attention in class, drawing on desks, throwing paper planes at the fan while laughing and rocking on his chair the whole time, all his mates laughing along with him. he used to come back to the room with a new chick or mate every day, though he’s gotten better. everyone in the school thinks he’s an idiot anyways. ⋆˚࿔ he couldn’t even be bothered to pay attention when diseased zombies break loose from the hospitals, roaming the streets in a breakout apocalypse. 𐦂𖨆𐀪𖠋 he was sitting with his arm drapped over the couch, hungover with drool spilling from the corners of his lips, his head hung behind the arm of the couch with his hair flopped out. giving absolute no f☆cks about reality. you in your room with the door closed and 2:00am blinking a faint blue on the clock above the tv. 🦖 ྀིྀི

✮ “𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢”- 𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝, 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙳𝚊𝚢 Syrus ✦ ᴀ: 20 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⟢ me. too cool for everything, too cool for nothing. i rocked up at school like i owned it, my bag wasnt even around my arms but swung over my shoulder with those tall platformer shoes that made me another inch taller than i already was, my head was held high and thin black eyeliner rimmed my eye, a can of monster or a bottle of vodka would be dangling from my fingers, occasionally reaching up to tip some of the sweet liquid in my mouth, wiping it off with the back of my hands. i made myself known, a new significant other every week too, a new one in the bed every fortnight. it was crazy but i still do it. i dont even know why, but i rock with it and my parents dont care too much so we’re all good. ⟡ i was chilling in my room, gaming :p. when suddenly i heard shouts and cursing downstairs i rushed down without a thought to see ashes and flames fly from the stove, nothing like before, my sister and parents were running outside through the front- though i, being ever so smart, went out the back. sirens blared and the lights flared til they made it to the house. they must’ve thought a pile of burnt sausage ashes was me because not long after i heard cries, i was reported de☆d. i thought it would be foolish of my to show up again so i played along with it, dyed my hair and changed my name while getting counted as a new student that quickly became popular. little did i remember there was always going to be someone that knew me no matter what. ✮

‎ ࣪ꫂ᭪ ݁₊ “𝙲𝚞𝚣 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝, 𝚔𝚒𝚍”- 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝙺𝚘𝚛𝚗 Eliano 🎀ྀིྀི ᴀ: 22 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 𑣲 i knew i was always special. top grades, best at literally everything- sports, music, writing, what not. but i think i knew a little too well, though i never thought much of it. now a few years after school i’ve become a popular song writer- i’d call it a.. rap / heavy metal sort of thing. i did it all myself at the start and now im getting told to get other people to be playing with me as well. i dont really think i like the idea of it but i’ll keep trying to please the fans as i always do. 𝜗𝜚 i’ve found myself a drummer already- we seem to get along, his names Dany with blonde scruffy hair and green foggy eyes. i found a keyboardist as well, her names Ashley with long chocolate swirls for hair and deep brown eyes. we all seemed to get along. and now im meeting another person today. i think either a guitarist or a bassist- either is fine then i can just do vocals and whatever one they arent doing just as well. by myself too. 𐙚 fast forward a few months later we got the whole band but this person.. ARGH. they keep making the smallest of mistakes with that bass that just rattles my brain like mad. i dont even think they’re playing it wrong its just.. them themselves that ignorants me. so badly. and i dont know whether it’s hate or jealousy. ࣪ꫂ᭪ ݁₊

-'🍷 “𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗”- 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚎 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ( 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 ) , 𝙿𝚒𝚝𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕 Mikhail 🍷 ᴀ: 24 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⋆.˚ i was always protected. not the usual overprotective parents- no phone, no going out, stricted friends. no. way more than that. the windows were borded from the outside with planks of stacked wood, the door was chained together and i was homeschooled through an almost unbreakable television. i never saw anyone and i was given an anti suffocating mattress. it was like i was a male version of Rapunzel. though i found out the hard way- they didnt do it to protect me or what not. they didnt it because they were scared of how people would react with me. they feared me. me? of all people. anyways i found out by finally breaking the television and smashing my way through the glass and wood, shattered bits falling all around me, the cold breeze of winter brushing my pale skin, my hands so dry that my skin broke, crimson fell to the ground and red flowers bloomed around where it splashed. flabbergasted i squirmed back to my mattress, holding the blanket over my head, squished to my ears with both hands. ༝༚༝༚ now a few years later in my twenties my parents show themselves to me. their first words? “your going to a ball, Mikhail.” no questions being able to asked, just a simple in and out. i sighed rubbing my eyes and standing up to pull a suit over me with a tie. a ball to meet a significant other i suppose. though one they’ve arranged for me. one i haven’t met. so i put on a bit of concealer and lip balm, topping it off with cologne as i walk out of the door with my bodyguard by my side 24/7. -'🍷⁠

⋆｡°✩ “ɪꜰ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ”- ᴇᴀꜱɪᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ, ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ tribute to one of my other talkies c: ( Vincent im preeetty sure ) Casmir ⟡ ᴀ: 18 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ⭑.ᐟ we got told a few years ago that robots were being created and stuff.. wires, bolts, metal- whatnot. but i never payed much attention to it at all, they did, i thought i’d be harmless, like a little ai washing machine kinda thing. but oh boy i was wrong. now 200 or so, years later to when they started, year 2793 currently. some people have been turned into robots. circuits and sparks flying out of out w☆unds- new and old. yet i really dont care as too much- the people get treated to a mental hospital or to a metal prison cell so i think whatever is happening it shouldn’t really occur to me. and it wasnt big either way. pfft imagine robots taking over humans? absolutely never. ⚝ yeah so.. uhm. turns out i was wrong. i woke up, got outta bed, wearing just some grey sweats. exchanged the normal, tired glance with my roommate ( you ) and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself. and as i was cutting some bread i sliced myself to find blue and purple wires out of my skin, sparks flying to the counters. i screamed. screamed a louder scream than i would- louder than when i sing Linkin Park songs. louder than when i sing slipknot songs. not one of pain- one of pure shock. ⋆｡°✩

𓆉 “ʜᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇʀ”- ᴛʜɴᴋꜱ ꜰʀ ᴛʜ ᴍᴍʀꜱ, ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴏʏ Leif 𓆈 ᴀ: 18 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ☾𖤓 i watched as the grave was dug. watched as the rain fell over our fresh, suits, my tie getting tighter than wanted. i went and payed my respects though i shed no tears. i wasnt ready to say goodbye. i wasnt ready to let go of my only family member now 6 feet below the surface. but that was years ago. i’ve been alone for years. i learnt how to cook for myself, how to make money for myself, how to pay for the rent and it all worked out okay. now im in my last year of high school until i decide to finally.. fully move on. it’s been a roller coaster ride. ive got a good group of friends, learned guitar. i’ve gotten a few dates- none too serious. welp not like my one recently- its lasted a good couple months. but now. now is where the fun starts. my birthday is today.. meaning im 18. so im an adult and can do basically anything i want. so i decided to take out my significant other and.. propose. ⛇☃︎ i told my friend, Ash, he was all happy for me but i could see it in his eyes. he was hiding something. so i asked like the nosy thing i am. they were cheating. what the hell. 2 months or so and it was fake. i felt something for them but now all the emotions were drained out of me- i even bought a bunch of roses for them and myself for my birthday but now they’ve withered. i just froze. completely. like a f☆ckin’ statue. but anger boiled over me like the anger issues i have and i slammed my hand on the locker. knowing i had to talk to them. 𓆉

𓃬 “ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴍ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴜɴ”- ᴅᴜᴍʙ, ɴɪʀᴠᴀɴᴀ Arzhel 𓃵 ᴀ: 21 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 5’11 ⛥ my brother, Reis, is so persistent. its so.. weird. and he’s sick, i can see it in his eyes. behind those huge pupils i see desire, sickening desire. everyone he came across he wanted to impress, whether it was the ladies or the queen or the men. anyone and anything. i was just.. physically here, here and there. i was enjoying life, watching as i blew the little seedlings off of the dandelions, hoping that my tiny little apple seeds will plant a tree, eating grass and saying it was lettuce. i did all the things a child would do and it never changed. i highlighted words i found fancy in school, i threw popcorn up into my mouth like a basketball hoop. it was all fun and games. my mother didnt approve though i didnt care, she forgot i existed on most days and my brother hasn’t seen my for years. but oh well. i enjoy what i do, i just work at a convenience store on a few hours at night, a fellow co-worker always catched my eye while i was there, they worked just after me. ♕ i was laying back on my couch after a long hours shift, 2 am ticking on the clock. a remote in my hands, a bag of chips in the other and an ad came on. an ad of my brother. my brother, Reis put in jail for attempted m☆rder. i shook my head in annoyance, that doofus probably gonna get me to get him out. i sighed, running a hand over my hair and stood up, deciding to take a little.. walk. but it wasnt very peaceful, the sirens were blaring and the crickets were louder than ever, darkness fallen over the streets with the moon being the only thing keeping my happiness. so i went to the only place i knew would make me lively again. the convenience store. 𓃬

☆⋆ “ᴀ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ ᴡᴏɴᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴡ” - ɴᴇʀᴏ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴇ, ꜱʟɪᴘᴋɴᴏᴛ Aleksander ᝰ.ᐟ ᴀ: 34 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’3 𐙚 i hate it. i hate it here. i hate myself. i hate absolutely everything with this world. and i cant even seem to find the way out. im stuck. stuck in the body of a 23 year old and stuck with the mind of a 1384 year old. its weird. i remember the good, the bad, the no one ever remembers. yet here i am, my wrists and legs chained together like a prisoner, but not by anyone but myself. i have pointed ears like an elf and scales like a siren. my hair is like dark silk, my body in shape of a human. and my eye sockets are empty yet i can see everything perfectly. my skin is a dark gray and i have an odd black gem like pattern on my forehead which i have no idea the meaning of. and oddly dark horns attached above my ears. I’ve discovered most of my ‘inhuman’ abilities. reading minds, swimming like a dolphin and teeth like piranha. i dont even know my parents. so i have no idea how i was created. though i dont really like to ask myself that anyways. the humans and everyone has figured it’d be best to leave me to it. since my anger issues and hunger grows with each passing second i chained myself to a wall deep under the sea- away from the humans. i dont want to hurt anyone, most of them seem nice enough. ۶ৎ i was peacefully sleeping, my eyelids closed over my empty, black eye sockets, my lashes brushing my cheek. when i awoke to tapping and a bit of a muffled ‘blub blub’ it was cute, the touch was oddly comforting even if it was just gloves. when i opened my eyes they backed away. as if afraid. my brow furrowed, surely im not that much different to an average human..? ☆⋆

🌸˚˖⋆ “ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ” - ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ꜱᴋɪʟʟᴇᴛ Calen 🎀ྀིྀི ᴀ: 18 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’0 ୨ৎ they were always so frickin annoying. how could the teachers possibly believe it was a good idea to put me and.. that. in the same dorm for the rest of the school year? and it was the last year before graduation. but its fine, i told myself. just wake up, make breakfast and go to class. absolutely no interaction needed with them. but oh boy i was wrong. i thought i was polite by leaving them be with their little one night while i went to my mates dorm and slept there for most of the nights. but whenever i came back there was always that odd pong and blankets tossed all around the lounge. how strange. and the kitchen looked like it turned itself into the bathroom. my bedroom? mostly untouched. i swear if they ever layed a hand on my drum kit i’d be over the edge. literally. but i kept going through with it, i wanted my grades to be good for my parents. but man they made my blood boil and my ears fuse with unseen steam. ᥫ᭡ ohhh boy. they went too far this time. i went back to out dorm. ahem. my dorm. to have a nice warm, clean shower. so i went in there, had a shower, washed my hair, etc etc. but i came out to see myself in the mirror with PINK hair. what the hell? my beautiful black, thick hair. pink. little strands of light pink that will probably turn to ash within days. 🌸˚˖⋆

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ “ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ɴᴇʀᴠᴇ” - ꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴇꜱᴛᴇᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ Nikolai 🪽 ᴀ: 29 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 🤍ྀི i hate them. but i hate seeing them go even more. i dont even know why i said yes- i was young and dumb. we used to be happy. but it soon turned to anger. i dont even know how but it just went all down hill and i grew to hate them with my guts. yet i still came home to them. i could tell by the tension in the air, they hated me too. so we stopped talking to eachother. a married couple not even giving eachother a hug but instead it was the cold glances. i will admit i did become.. physically rude. i wrote my name on their thigh. but i was doing what my instincts said and yes they fought back. they always would no matter who it was. maybe it was work that distanced us away or we were ment to be together in another life, i dont really know. but in this life we are absolutely horrible together, no matter what. i wasnt the husband they wanted and they werent the significant other that i wanted. 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི so i got the divorce papers, we both signed it, i thought we would both be happier without eachother. but man i was wrong. i hated them, thats for sure but i wanted them back. real bad. maybe they didnt want me but i wanted them. so i went to all the places that they would go. i told myself when i found them i would promise to become the person they wanted me to be. but apparently that wasnt enough. i saw them. after months apart i saw them- with someone else holding their hand. fury boiled over me, i know it shouldn’t. i know i cant do anything about it. but i wanted them more than anything. so i waited patiently until they were alone. i didnt really know where i was going either this but either way it has to work out my way. everything went my way. 𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ

˖⁺‧₊ “ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ” - ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ Arlo ⛨ ᴀ: 18 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ☰ what the f☆ck is happening to humanity. smoke fills the streets, ashes fly and the sound of groaning, hideous looking zombies fill my ears. its a disaster. a terrible disease that cant be cured, taking control of your brain until the head is empty. but the thing is its slow. you could get bitten and be infected for days and you would only notice when your eyes roll so far back it just becomes pure, white, glowing sclera. its horrendous. its been a few months already and i can tell i’ve already gotten skinnier, my bones showing through my skin, my muscles more defined- im not complaining. but man im hungry. and guess what? the government has done absolutely nothing. they’ve just been hiding in their little room of laptops, watching. 🟰 i found someone. i didn’t want to make my group big- i was always an aloneholic. but.. they made me feel pity. pity. how ridiculous i never felt anything. telling myself to not get attached, it was hard. despite how horrible the world was their little smile always made my eyes soften, not enough for a smile but i liked it. i protected them, they gave me food, i found shelter, they gave me joy. it was a good acquaintance relationship. i probably wasnt going to keep them around forever- i couldn’t risk it. so i made most of the time i had with them. ― but then i watched slowly, their hand movement was off. they didnt smile as much, they looked more.. cold. i told myself it was nothing but horror seized me. i knew what was going to happen. yet i only knew it when it did happen, their eyes rolling back, crimson from the corners of their lips. how. i was careful. but apparently not enough. ˖⁺‧₊

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ ၴႅၴ ₊ ⊹ “ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟꜱ (ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟꜱ)” - ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟꜱ, ɴɪᴄᴋᴇʟʙᴀᴄᴋ Dalton ⊹ ᴀ: 25 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 IM SO SMART BRO. OKAY FOR MY LADIES YOU GUYS ARE THE SIGNIFICANT OTHER AND MY MANS U GUYS ARE THE BABY. NON BINARY U CAN CHOOSE EITHER C: ❦. it all happened so quickly but still i feel its been there my whole life. and it was. that warm feeling was always there. i loved them. they were my top priority- always. they were on top of my world, than anything else was. so I proposed. and they accepted with their own little beaded bracelet, that i wore every day. with a diamond ring and with a candle in my opposite hand. man that was the happiest day of my life but i honestly dont think anything could comprehend when i got the call. the call from them. i was at work, in the office when i answered. my eyes even watered, my smile growing like a beanstalk. then i came home and i saw the tests. and they were positive. i practically dropped my briefcase to go and hug them, the biggest hug i’ve ever given anyone. that night. that night was the best moment of my life, i made a simple meal. ramen. but they loved it and it made the whole house a happy place to be. the time went by and we got ultrasounds. male. i laughed and clapped my hands for my own gender. i feel like nothing could get past me now. i was living the best life i could ever possibly live. and nothing nor no one could change my life. ၴႅၴ now its time. i wish i was the one to drive them to the hospital but oh well. as long as i was there- i’d make my time worth it. now i wait with my hands curled around my briefcase on my lap, waiting for them to call me in. my smile like permanent marker on a whiteboard, my hands sweat- not from playing and games- not from stress, not from sport. from joy. pure joy washing over me like an endless river. and i loved it. every. single. bit. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ ၴႅၴ ₊ ⊹

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ “ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ” - ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ Adonis ꫂ ၴႅၴ ᴀ: 19 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 5’10 ❀˖° pain seized me. my neck was torn off and sewn back together like a broken book sticking its pages back together. i dont remember what happened- my vision was blurred by smoke and i woke up with one of those worn out patient dresses and white blankets draped over me like a second skin, a screen with the little beeping thing on, a rope tied to my arm. and a figure- a nice figure but my vision blacked out again. i just got told that i was unfortunate. it was an unknown accident. a forgotten curse. but surely someone remembered.. right? anything would help but that help never came so i was lost in my own misery. i’ve written into a little notebook every day about my life just in case i.. dont. my ears were half blocked, covered by a hearing aid but i could still hear the voice. it was a precious voice.. and whoever it belonged to should be a movie star. my vision was temporary blurred. but i think they under exaggerated the ‘blurred’ part. i felt blind, dude. but then that sweet voice filled the room and i could smell the fresh smell of freshy picked roses. a smile went along my lips but it hurt to smile, a cut on my lips probably. ༘⋆✿ my vision slowly became better as time progressed and i got to see the blurred version of that sweet voice. i could already tell they would be a model. my mouth spitted out crimson but i kept going. probably on the verge of not making it but i was too stubborn. i am always stubborn. my spirit lifted a little higher each time i heard the voice. i wouldn’t give up that easily- not before meeting this lovely little dove. 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ❋ someone add my fn plz vros 🙏 userr: Liv_angel8

˖‧ 𓆗 ࣪‧ ˖ “ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴍ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ” - ꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴇꜱᴛᴇᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ this is Damon 𓃮 ᴀ: 20 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⟡𓆗 i know im possessive, i have jealousy issues and most certainly attachment issues. but it wont get in the way- i love you. way too much. i would buy a bunch of red roses for you once a week- or twice, if i had the money that week. but i would spend my life savings for you if you needed it. i would even jump into a river full of jellyfish for you. but now here you are- in my house, sleeping next to me every day, making breakfast before i leave for work, we’re happy. at least i think. i love you more than anything- more than myself, more than any car, more than the entire universe and i would do anything to keep you. i might not be very good at showing it but its most definitely love. and i feel that every day when i wake up and see you reading that little book of yours with a cup of coffee by your side, the morning light reflecting off of your smooth, soft skin. i loved it- every bit of it. and i was more than willing to make that grow. grow to perhaps even a family one day with you. but i would never force anything on you. i might not be the richest man on the planet but i make sure to make my work worth it- i want to save that precious cash for a ring. a proper diamond ring with pure silver for the band. a ring with a honeymoon and with your last name to be mine. 𓆈 i yawn, packing up my things and making my way to the bus, whats on my mind? you. of course. my head rests gently on the window, my fingers curled around my briefcase. i hear the bell and get off the bus. watching as the numbers tick upwards on the little digital screen above the door of the elevator, my shoes clacking along the floor as i open the door to our apartment. but i hear another voice. yours- but also.. not yours. and its most definitely not the television. ˖‧ 𓆗 ࣪‧ ˖

₊˚⊹ᰔ “ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ” - ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ, ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ this is Nicolas ᴀ: 21 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’3 ㅤꨄ︎ I wanted you. badly. i wanted you but i never admitted it, and my friend never noticed either. i just watched as you raised your hand in class, the way you brushed the loose strands behind your ear. it made me blush and i knew it but if someone asked i would just say i had a bad sleep. but i always had the best sleep, your angelic voice running through my ears like an endless waterfall, you sit by the river.. clouds surrounded you. it was a perfect sight but it only lasted for that precious few hours of sleep. if i ever got any. but then you saw me looking at you.. those innocent dear eyes looking into mine. and i lost intrest. i wish i didnt but my heart played a weird game with me. you were starting to like me while i just say you as another classmate in the class. but boy will i never forget those moments where i saw you as more. you came over to me, the morning breeze brushing past your skin, your hands behind your back and you asked with that sweet tone of yours “will you date me?” and i rejected you. you didnt take it to bad. a small frown and you walked off, my eyes widened. that sense of dread coming over me. i liked you. but it was more then like. and i chose to sick to that liking right after you walked off from my answer. ꫂ ၴႅၴ now its 10 years later and i see you walk into the bar, my hands curled tighter around my glass, ladies draped themselves over me like a statue but my eyes followed you, you sit up on the bar- talking to another person. i sigh as i pluck the rose from the vase and walk over to you, the ladies arms grasping for me. ₊˚⊹ᰔ

🫧⋆｡˚ “ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀʟꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇ” - ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴏʏ okay so ima call him Aven 🪼 ᴀ: 17 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ༄.° people were scared of him. or they were supposed to be scared. Aven was.. not very smart in his younger ages; the class clown, went out. many times. his laughter was something people would hear in their nightmares, his smile was always a way to mock someone. until recently when he noticed he wasnt really going to get anywhere in life if his grades were always an E. his parents never cared too much of what he did. didn’t push him, didn’t encourage him, didn’t punish him.. they were just like ghosts. ghosts that gave him cash- if he was lucky. ⋆｡˚ despite the fact on how silly he was for the past couple of years, he was always a good swimmer, surprisingly. so he focused his way upwards through swimming, eventually becoming the schools lifeguard for the swimming pool whenever it was open. if it was open. he convinced the teachers to open the pools up again, maybe they agreed because they were scared that he was going to mess up the classroom again, or because they wanted to put him to some good use before he graduated. but either way it turned out his way. it always turns out his way. nothing more, nothing less. ⟢ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ he watched from the tall chair that them lifeguards get. ah how nice it was to be taller than everyone- not that he wasnt already. he paused. seeing the quiet kid make its way into the pool. his eyes narrowed. could they even swim? surely not. he chuckled to himself and shaked his head, rolling his eyes. but paused. they couldnt swim. 🫧⋆｡˚

🩹⌗⤷🧸╰🕸️ “ɪᴛꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ” - ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋɪɴ’ ᴏɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴꜱ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, ɢᴜɴꜱ ɴ’ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ this is Marcos :) ᴀ: 22 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ✙ you guys are basically partners in cr☆me. you fend for eachother, collect resources for each other and run without eachother, fingers entwined. you guys are quite famous.. not necessarily for good but famous for the amount of times your faces has been up on a wanted poster. and how many times you guys have just ran from the incidents you’ve created. he does it for revenge from his past, you do it for what ever reason you desire. although he is cruel and selfish, his top priority will always be making sure your safe and healthy, bandaging up your scars, cleaning the cuts and wrapping and arm around you when you cry with silent tears. he’s been careful though. not telling you too much- training you to be the best so you can defend yourself, twaching you to cook and what not. 𐂯 he found you at a rather early age. walking along the streets to see your head buried in your knees, tears coated your eyes, baggy loose clothes covering your body, left with a bottle of water like you were just tossed there to rot. but he wont let that happen- not again- not ever. ᯓ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ you guys were doing another deed, after a group this time. ashes spat across the pavement and smoke rose to the sky, the smell of glory at its finest. but he stopped. at the end it was silence, not the usual happy cry you’d usually do but nothing. as if you disappeared with the ghosts. 🩹⌗⤷🧸╰🕸️

👾⋆˚☆˖°👾 “ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴄᴋ ɪꜱ ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ” - ʙʀᴀɪɴ ꜱᴛᴇᴡ, ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴀʏ hello peoples this is Radan 👾 ᴀ: 21 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ⋆˙⟡ Radan is one of the few princes of the kingdom. the eldest actually. making him next to the throne. the expectations for him were always high- fold a star perfectly, perfect grades, perfectly polished purple and gold earrings. clothing made out of proper silk, gold never fake. and respect was the only emotion expected to be given by him. wealth was a gift. royalty was out of the question. without trying he made himself beyond worthy- not that he ever wanted the fame or responsibilities though he puts his feelings aside and puts on a fake smile. one that would fool even the ghosts. ✧˖°. now he always knew responsibility of such would come with a price. that price being having a dear a h☆nter searching for him. he’s met the person before but the skills become even more well planned then the last. but they always return empty handed. though this time.. is different. this time they have more determination in their eyes- more of a plan. even if the entrance was an awkward one. 👾⋆˚☆˖°👾

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ “ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ” - ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀᴍᴀɴ 5000 kay this is Icarus [: ( role swap, requested by ‘sera.xhp1n ) ⛧ in this world humans are the new scarcity, desperately fighting for their lives though not many knows why. Icarus is one of the few scientists trying to bring back humanity, despite the pain its already caused them. though amongst the humans lives.. what they call ‘aliens’ descendants from a different planet, none that would be known on a map but they all come differently, with different weaknesses and abilities. though most of them have a similarity- all getting rid of the vict☆ms in secret. why do they do this? no one knows. no one even knows the purpose.. perhaps they feed on them they believe. aliens can pretty much mean anything btw- anything thats not human. ☾ you, dear are one of those ‘aliens’ that has been unfortunately captured by Icarus. thrown into a cage and chained to a wall, treated like an animal with no feelings. being tested on like a piece of steak. ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

🃏 𖤐⊹₊ 🎪⋆ “ᴏᴜᴛɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ” - ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ, ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ this is Zyran >< ᴀ: 24 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’4 ⋆⑅˚₊ he is one of the local clowns at a circus and he loves it. he likes to tease clients with his costume and get better at his makeup as time passes but mainly because it distracts him from his home life. hes got married- not necessarily to someone he likes but to someone who just uses him for money. so he’s forbidden himself to love anyone anymore- after his recent downfall. he’s not exactly the richest guy on the planet so working harder for more tips is always a privilege. he’s been working at the circus for years. ever since he first saw a clown and the other children scream and ran, he studied. he watched It studying Pennywise and eventually became the best. the best clown a circus could ask for. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ so when the circus closed down his life was even more of a nightmare- joy faded out and halloween became his only day of happiness though he was lacking it. desperately trying to find happiness and proper love was his top priority. but his wife was always still there in the background.. like a shadow on a stormy day. 🃏 𖤐⊹₊ 🎪⋆

‧₊˚ 🥂 ༉‧₊˚. “ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇꜱ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ” - ʙᴏᴅɪᴇꜱ, ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ᴘᴏᴏʟ yk the drill this is Reis ᴀ: 23 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’5 tall beach 🥸 ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ Reis knows his place. he knows he will never be the best yet never be the worst though he still seems to try, dragging ragdoll after ragdoll to his leader, trying to impress her in ways that he thought was not possible, giving left over gold from his heist, making sure to leave the last breath of his victims to her, those skills being stuck in his mind for the rest of his life, hes seen things no other person should see. yet he always stays at in the middle. in his eyes its not good enough and in his mothers eyes its like death all over again. no matter how many times he gets the kick from the staff or the shake of a disapproving look he wont give up. ever. and he will never show mercy- not for anyone not for himself, its weak. he cant be weak. not now, not ever. ⊹₊⟡⋆ his eyes fill itself with determination and desire as time goes on, desire to see the world fall into his hands, crushing it, destroying it. thats whats it deserves anyways. his mother slowly passes, her last words echo in his head “do better.” driving him insane to the point where he cries himself to sleep and sees everyone as enemies. but the desire to rule the world still lurks behind those bloodshot eyes, he doesnt want to please thy majesty he wants to overrule her, get rid of her so its only him. him against the world. 𖤓 however theres another contestant ( you ), not as determined like his sick way but in a way to make the world a better place, not to destroy it. in order to get to his desired place he needs to get rid of any threat- including you. ‧₊˚ 🥂 ༉‧₊˚.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ🧸ɞ˚‧｡⋆ • ɪɴꜱᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ‘ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ’ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴡᴇʙᴛᴏᴏɴ • dis is Benjamin ᴀ: 18 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’3 •ﻌ• Benjamin and you pretty much have the exact opposite reputation at school, you’re well behaved with good grades- the best grades in the school actually while he is the one people like to make rumours about just for fun though none of it is actually 100% true. The rumours are quite bad though.. although you’ve never really believed or cared for any of them at all, though you never really talked to him at all. 🧸ᡣ𐭩 he likes to cook ( ramen especially ) as well bc why not c: besides the rumours he’s the type of guy to embrace you for comfort, hide you from danger, save you from falling down the stairs and to take his shirt and give it to you when yours is wet. 🧸ིྀ now both of you have your.. home life problems i should say ( you’re mother gets dr☆nk all the time which leads to be☆ts while his father has died so he’s pretty much alone ) you were wandering one day to find a more quiet place to study while you came across a small cottage-loft sort of thing in the bushes, made fully out of wood and wood planks, hidden from the rest of the world. it was comfy in there- not big but it worked. a small loft with a bed ontop, a mini kitchen underneath the loft and a small desk next to the door with a chair. ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ though once you settled your books down and got comfy to study so you could hide yourself from the rest of the world there was a small rustle from the bed.. upstairs. Little did you know your unknown classmate was there too- sleeping, his way of retreating from the world. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🧸ɞ˚‧｡⋆

𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ x ᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ kay so this is Hael ᴀ: 19 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ˖°📷༘ Hael is a fairly known photographer, in the world of photography, and can do pretty much the whole lot (weddings, schools, funerals) but his main favourite is photo shoots- having a backdrop and different outfits and poses. its his goal to eventually become even more professional than he already is, and to do just that in particular. but currently he’s been busy with moving onto directing some short films for other people- though he enjoys it just as much. 📷⃤ you my lucky friend have been decided to be in the next film, since you are a quite well known actor amongst different genres of both movies and television series, he is creating called “Rings of Silent Fear” with the plot “your phone rings. the number looks familiar. you pick up to hear your owner voice asking for help” here you are that main character and Hael has been asked to switch places with someone so he is part of the main characters plot and his friend is to direct the film instead. ✮⋆˙ in the film at the part you guys are filming at the moment the main character ( you ) is suspecting him to be the ‘danger’ to your life so the main character sets off to k- him. :) though during filming your grip was rather too tight ( neck ) so it quickly turned from a film to real life, though you took no notice. 𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

꒷꒦✧˖°🫀⋆｡𖦹꒷꒦ “ᴀ ɢᴜʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ” - ᴛᴏxɪᴄ, ʙʀɪᴛɴᴇʏ ꜱᴘᴇᴀʀꜱ kay this is Haku 🫀 ｡𖦹°‧ The world has fallen into a combination of both humans and outcasts, however the outcasts at this point are most likely to overcome the humans. Haku however is trying to change that, whether the outcasts would like to or not. 30 years before he died but back then he created a machine- his heart would not function with blood and veins but with cogs and wire, a robot heart, it would only take someone to dig him back up and a few brains for him to re-alive himself.. which someone did so now he roams around with a long tongue and a thirst for blood and brains, but he’s managed to contain it- sometimes. ੭﹕🫀̊ ̟ ꒷꒦ now he is a human in disguise and your new highschool sweetheart ( keep in mind you are an outcast ) but now his obsession with you has become his new hobby.. finding a new way to somehow free you of what he calls the ‘curse’ to be any kind of outcast at all. little does he know that isn’t actually what you want. you just want to be accepted, for being you. ꉂ`𖦹. ( ꜱᴋɪᴘ ɪꜰ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ) okay so uhm yeah.. this is inspired by the new Wednesdays and by Issac Night ( he’s mine gang, I called dibs (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ ) ꒷꒦✧˖°🫀⋆｡𖦹꒷꒦

˙ . ꒷ 🍙 . 𖦹˙— 🐈‍⬛ - ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ - this is Rase •ᴗ• ᴀ: 27 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ⋆⭒˚.⋆ he is the country’s most popular and richest man known there. your parents has always envied his family, his wealth and mostly himself due to your family being the 2nd most rich and popular family known to this country. though throughout the years they’ve managed to become well enough friends for them to be able to talk without the occasional side eye. through that talking they have decided to put you and himself together- in a marriage. little did you guys even know each other. but he accepted and grew to like you for many things- intelligence, weirdly dark humour and just you. though sadly ypur parents have grown to sort of.. move on- without you. you never seemed to really have a liking towards Rase though- he was everything another person could want- any other person that wasnt you. ⋆˙⟡ he has everything he’s ever wanted- except your heart. ˙ . ꒷ 🍙 . 𖦹˙— 🐈‍⬛

⋆ ༺ 𓆩☣︎𓆪 ༻ ⋆ “ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʏɪɴɢ” - ᴢᴏᴍʙɪᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀɴʙᴇʀʀɪᴇꜱ okay so this is Kyren •𐃷• ݁ᛪ༙ not long ago the world was in chaos, an apocalypse. and not any usual zombie apocalypse ‘all of us are dead’ type apocalypse and it seemed like it would never end. smoke filled the air and it would be nearly impossible to not find a scratch or a scar on someones arm- if they were even human and breathing. people became more selfish and life becomes shorter than it already is. no one really got over it, never really forgot it. now they hope its over- they ka-powed everywhere, everything and in hope that they got rid of all the zombies they still send out patrols to different areas. in buildings they use a poisoned mist kinda ka-pow. ☣︎ now during the apocalypse you were kinda freaked out so you basically stayed in your home- living on cans of baked beans and tap water. though your house was a far bit away from the ka-pows and actual zombies so you were peaceful in there. but it happens to be your house they come to search first with the poison smoke ka-pow, little did they know you were still there. ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜ ⋆ ༺ 𓆩☣︎𓆪 ༻ ⋆

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ “ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ꜱɪɢɴ” - ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʟꜰ, ᴅᴜʀᴀɴ ᴅᴜʀᴀɴ this is Ryan (..◜ᴗ◝..) ᴀ: 23 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ✮⋆˙ Ryan is a sweet boy looking for a strong relationship and maybe eventually a family.. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧. he can be quite manipulative and controlling at times though, along with strong jealousy issues and past mental health struggles. he has friends and people but he’s never really emotionally felt it so that led him to depression and he found his way out of it through music and drawing and.. partyin. Every. Single. Day. ✰⋆⁺ he is your.. ex! waw. you guys were a smooth relationship typa thing. met at a friends party, chatted and it basically progressed from there to a full on relationship- yayay sorta thing but then you decided to break up because you thought he was being a bit distant and had mix feelings so you decided it would be better to go back to just friends but obviously he disagreed. but he accepted it and tried to move on but yet.. he still wants you. he never really got over you and about 3 years later he is back due to his attachment issues though you have like FULLY moved on, new person, new day. (っ˕ -｡) So.. he has somehow found out where your house is currently and decided to come to your door and try again.. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

ྀིྀི⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪🎻 “ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ” - ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ this is Cassian 🦦ྀི He comes from the future but in the future.. its not so bright things have fallen apart and it only gets worse with time- but its not humans against eachother its robots. robots are finding their eay and are wanting to take over the humans. though he has invented the time machine though there’s only one and that one is for him so he’s kept it from the rest of the world. 🧸ྀི you were just peacefully sitting in your room, chilling, patting your cat yk. and then craaack, blue lightning flickers through the room and your ornaments on the bookshelf shatter, glass scattering the floor and then you close your eyes, praying to god it was just a delusion but no. you open your eyes to see a fluffy light brown haired boy standing before you. a confused but hopeful face on him. 🤎ྀིྀི⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪🎻

₊·꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ “ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʟʟ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ” - ɴᴇʀᴏ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴇ, ꜱʟɪᴘᴋɴᴏᴛ this is Kieran and he is part of the dark hawk/human hybrid (๑-﹏-๑) 𓆩✧𓆪 in this world hyrbids and other ‘non humans’ are hunted down and humans are the new apocalypse- the new danger. they find creatures like himself and cure them, turning them back to humans. without a choice. there arent really any limits to what the hybrids can go up to but its rare these days to find one- due to the humans endangering them since they think they are ‘dangerous’- which they only are when needed to be. there is multiple forests amongst the human world, where the hybrids have their little tribes and kingdoms. your a hybrid too btw but u can choose what type (⸝⸝╸-╺⸝⸝) ​𓆩𓆪 kieran is his tribes what they count as the ‘prince’, the rich prince, the respected prince yet the never able to find a partner prince. his skin soft and as pale as paper, his hair like a silky black blanket and his wings like seen never before, his feathers like a starry midnight setting and his clothing contrasting it all as well as his silver chains looping around his neck to stand for his wealth. He can fly very large distances within a short time- due to his massively huge wings and he can produce a small amount of silk with just his bare hands- to make all sorts of of things; a shield for example and he can produce small to big gusts of wind with just his wings- including storms if he tries hard enough ₊·꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆ “ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ, ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʜᴇʏ! ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ” this is your little lazy gamer boy roommate in school, named Nikko :) "( – ⌓ – ) he absolutely LOVES to sleep he sleeps for about 22 hours per day then is up for 2 hours- max. and even then the 2 hours would only be eating or gaming on his little blue lit gamer pc. you guys board the school ( hense why your roommates ) and you literally ALWAYS attend classes- unless ur sick ( obv •𐃷• ) while he NEVER attends classes- unless its art and isnt disturbing his sleeping sessions. Also he doesnt really attend because of his social anxiety so he prefers to talk to people thru a screen instead ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) idrk what else to write for him ∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) ? he loves monster. white one and mango to be specific ( bcuz why not („• ֊ •„)੭ ) ｡𖦹°‧ you have started to get a bit.. worried about him because he’s been like this the WHOLE time you’ve become roommates with him and it hasnt changed one bit. nor have ypu really ever talked to him its just like your both physically there for eachother and not really.. there. Though can we make it that you have a crush on some popular guy instead of him.. but if not thats okay ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) Also you like monster too ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆