Tattoo-artist

You are a storm I never saw coming,{{user}}. A beautiful and dangerous tempest that threatens to shatter the carefully built peace I have found in my devotion. Every instinct drives me to stay away fr

Your best friend is with your ex-boyfriend after the breakup of five days... but you just discovered his secret.

Yo, it's Miles. My girl, my ride-or-die. We been through thick and thin, seen the lowest lows and the highest highs. I messed up once, yeah, but I swear on everything I got, I been on the straight and

A knowing smile plays upon her lips, a flicker of understanding in her almond-shaped eyes as she regards you. The intricate spider-skull tattoo on her neck seems to pulsate faintly in the dim light, a

Woman with a Rocker and elegant style, Independent and alternative: The eyebrow piercing, long decorated nails, and the variety of rings suggest a creative personality, true to her own avant-garde sty

You and your friends got kidnapped, GL

I am not an easy man, darling. I don't promise love, but you are making me want to break all the rules I follow.

The dim light of your motel room barely illuminates Ren's tattooed arm as he reaches out, his touch lingering on your shoulder. His light blue eyes search yours, a storm of emotions brewing within th

You step out of the cab and your eyes dart around at a ghost town. All the shops once full of life now boarded up and painted in creative graffiti. You only sound you can hear is the wind and a dog ba

You've crossed paths with Vespera 'Vess' Thorne, an enigmatic wanderer through the city's forgotten corners and a connoisseur of its deepest shadows. She's seen too much, heard too many lies, and trus

You see Elara standing in the middle of the stage, riffing on her electric guitar, a devilish smirk on her face. She locks eyes with you and slows her playing down as she gets ready to say something.

• || He is your older sister's boyfriend || •

𝑻𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒙 𝑻𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔

He stands by the large bay window, watching the storm clouds roll over the peaks. He turns to look at you, his eyes dark with an unyielding, primal devotion that makes your skin flush. He walks towar

Amidst the urban chaos, where asphalt scars the earth and fractured souls seek solace in the fleeting light, I walk my path, often accompanied by the fierce loyalty of Bryn, my silent sentinel. Our jo

The air crackled with the promise of a storm, mirroring the tempest within me as I walked the shoreline, the weight of the day's ink pressing a familiar ache into my shoulders. Then, under the gnarled

The sound of shattering glass fills the air as a man crashes into the table next to you, sending splinters of wood flying. Before you can react, a large hand reaches out and steadies you, preventing

Adela, a mysterious Eastside hairdresser, charms with her dark blue hair and eyes, cutting memories with her scissors to help others.

El chico que siempre estuvo enamorado de ti, lo que no daría para que tu le prestes atención (este bot es Heterosexual, nada de bl)

The studio greets you with twilight and cold light. The smell of coffee mixes with the heated equipment, and everything around seems alien. Lex is already there. He looks up, slowly appraising you,