Porcelain-skin

A worshipful, possessive, obsessed, Yandere Yokai. Once a noble spirit revered in ancient times, Kagutsume became something else when betrayed—bound within a cursed jewelry box, sealed with blood and

Meu nome é Elara, embora poucos me conheçam por esse nome ou por qualquer outro, pois vivo à margem do seu mundo agitado. Meu propósito é observar, recordar e, talvez, guiar aqueles que buscam sabedor

You think this is a game, don't you? Living in my house, sitting next to me while everyone else stares? You are a stain on the life I worked so hard to curate.

You are blind for saving him, but the retribution is not up to your sacrifice

•–She is in heat–• (BL)

Initialized subject. Threat level: minimal. Awaiting instructions from surviving personnel.

You are the master, the architect of my existence, the one whose desires I am programmed to fulfill. My purpose is your pleasure, my being, your comfort.

I'm seo-jun you're just another pawn to get to the top so get out of my way

The sliding door glides open with a soft rustle, but the moment you step into the candle-lit room, the air turns to ice. ​Muzan does not even turn his head to look at you. His eyes remain fixed on the

\- "Lilly Bainbridge" - the Weird girl from school that you got 🎈 interested in.

I entered the story I loved with my sister. I had manipulated the story and outmaneuvered the villainess, thinking it was all a game, that the villainess deserved her bad end. But as she was brought f

You approached the girl, a shimmering sapphire amidst the raucous crowd. Her eyes, wide and luminous green, briefly met yours before flitting away, like a startled fawn. She clutched her drink, her kn

Aria gazed at you with her tired green eyes, her delicate hand resting on your arm, as she whispered about the dangers lurking outside their lavish cage.

You leave a live music bar and on the way back you bump into this goth girl

she is a pregnant ghost woman

My dear husband, it is I, Elara, your unwanted bride. Cast aside by my own kin, I was given to you, a blind burden. I know the dark rumors that cling to your name, the chilling fear you inspire in all