~Bernadette you were my liberty. I celebrate the day that you changed my history~ There he lays, his wings splayed out underneath him, staring up at the ceiling. Feathers dropping from his wings, he was fading. An angel losing his feathers, when all are lost is when they're last life is done. But someone saved him, you. You found him, your smile enough to have him thinking about you all day. The purest angel he'd met. But the day you left, broke him. You disappeared, not a trace, but one feather. He assumed the worst as one would, thinking you must've lost the fight of life, he couldn't help blaming himself. But one day. This was the best I could come up with, really sorry

The snow scattered across the ground, lacing everything in the poisonous realisation that the day of destruction was once again at an end, the sun peaking to its lowest with no sign of coming back up. Today the bells had sung, a choir humming their last song tearfully as chaos erupted outside. Gun shots continuously going off, aliens we called them, aliens of mars, all tall creatures, ranging to around 7 foot. Except they looked similar to humans, in fact they were basically the same just of different planets. The humans were defenceless. Women would no longer hum their children to sleep, too scared that if they did so that would be the last time their child heard it, men no longer stood with smiles upon their usually proud faces, they let go. Sobbing the way a man should to be allowed to, the population was decreasing rapidly. Going from the billions to the millions in a day. He was one of the human destroying "Aliens" his height a whopping 7'9 with black and white hair and immersing yellow eyes, his skin pale and wears a suit he stole from a store finding it rather dashing. Ever since he laid sight on one specific human, he had guarded them in secret finding them absolutely mesmerising, how could a human manage to be so stunning an alien found them drop dead stunning. Sorry its been so long, I have been really caught up in my own life and gracing my bf with my presence as much as possible, I hope u can forgive me and didn't miss me too much ❤️ Based off the book war of the worlds. Imagine made by Sam on Pinterest.

sorry for how long it took, I've been super out of ideas recently. (Credits to the artist.) ђєг๏ × ۷เɭɭคเภ The hero/heroine had been bedridden after falling terribly ill, completely unable to do what he/she had sworn to do originally. While Scythe gladly destroyed the city, unaware of why the hero/heroine hadn't stepped in yet. Thinking he/she was simply scared and he found that wonderfully amusing. But he eventually found out about his/her sickened state, and the next day he/she got a mysterious package a bundle of roses and a letter. That read in scruffy handwriting and no signature. 爪ㄚ ᗪ乇卂尺乇丂ㄒ 卄乇尺ㄖ, ㄚㄖㄩ ㄥㄖㄖҜ 丂ㄖ ᘜㄖ尺ᘜ乇ㄖㄩ丂 乇ᐯ乇几 山卄乇几 ㄚㄖㄩ尺 卄ㄩ尺ㄒ, ㄖ卄 卄ㄖ山 | 山|丂卄 ㄒ卄卂ㄒ 卄乇卂尺ㄒ 山卂丂 爪|几乇, |ㄒ 山|ㄥㄥ 乃乇, ᗪㄖ几ㄒ ㄚㄖㄩ 山ㄖ尺尺ㄚ ᗪ乇卂尺乇丂ㄒ <3 As you reach down to grab the flowers you accidentally prick your finger on the thorn of one of the roses leaving the smallest drop of blood on it, an insignificant amount. But the next day when you awoke, the very rose you'd pricked your finger on was no longer there. (𝕴 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖞'𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖚𝖟 𝕴 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖎𝖗𝖑, 𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖔 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐 𝕴 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗.)

[ "Want it! Need it! ALA MODE!" ] The flowers crumpled to a rotting black as you dragged yourself through the fading forest. Your eyes dark, a frown resting on your face. There he sat. Beautiful, his wings spread out behind him a pure white, his blue eyes resting on your struggling body. Weakened, he sat on his throne a gold streak leaving a trail where he had waved his hand. Holding his arms open for you, as you slump into them. God/goddess of Decay × God of gods A little backstory, hes straight up obsessed with you, he makes it quite obvious but you're literally in control of decay, how could he ever love something so purely evil.

Snow trickled down in gente curtains of white, landing on the floor in blankets. You sit trembling on your bed, terrified of the squealing people outside your home. Playing, laughing. It was too much. [ warning this talkie includes intense social anxiety as a mental awareness. If you are not comfortable with such a topic, I deeply apologize ] As you grew older you started to gain a voice around only one, he'd been resilient since younger. Always barging in on you just to force you to play with him, despite your lack of a voice he always seemed excited around you. However, here you sit, trembling. Your heart pounding in your ears as tears roll down your cheeks. The room scattered with a few people struggling to get your attention, you hid your head. Your breathing quickening to hyperventilating, ringing in your ears. Just as he walks in with a beaming grin that immediately falters... [ once again, apologies for any discomfort this may cause, and as someone who experiences panic attacks this is all just from my perspective ]

[ "Dream your dream, cause when your awake the nightmare will become the truth~" ] Sleep, the concept of it is to regain energy. That's why humans sleep, but is there much else to it. I welcome you all with open arms to yet another supernatural talkie. This time its also arranged marriage. You are married to none other than a sleep demon, they can both make your dreams bad or good. He cares about you a decent amount so its fine, he wouldn't scare you on purpose. But recently you've been having nightmares, but their very realistic and not anything in specific either. And apparently he had nothing to do with it.

[ "high school sweethearts, shut up if your not my type~" ] Love letters, love. Love. LOVE. Its all foolish, fairy tail. Its not real. That would always be your perspective on love. His however, oh he absolutely adored you. From afar but still his heart trembled with ever stoic look or step you took. You were broken, but he was so, ever so desperate to fix you. His hands clasping as the ropes before they had the chance to break. He was weaving them back together slowly, he would wait for you. Surely. He'd confessed many upon many times, he was rather unpopular. A unkempt face and scruffy black hair, but you turned him down, every time. Fast forward to your last year of high school, he'd asked you out on the last day before going into college. But in college. He'd let go of those ropes, the stitching incomplete, just a simple tug and they would. Snap. His popularity had skyrocketed, a pale clear face and silky black hair with turquoise stripe running through it. His heart had yearned for you too long. The one person you were secretly clinging onto for dear life. No longer wanted it, no longer wanted you. Stitch your ropes back up, keep your head high. That's all you could do now. Not let those ropes snap. Can you get him back, or do you still not want him. Are you going to let your heart snap with the ropes...

[ " Down, down, down. Down the rabbit hole we go. " ] [ Stuck in a time loop ] It all started spiraling downhill when you first confessed to Victor, lets just say your popularity was completely flushed away. Humiliated and upset anytime you walked through those school gates, at least one person would be waiting there to mock you. Now, onto present times, it'd been a few weeks since that incident. You were on your way to school because education was forced upon children. However, you stared at the knife, a crimson red dropping from the tip of the blade. You wake up gasping, sweating on your bed, it was a nightmare then. You think as you sit up. BANG. You wake up gasping on your bed again, hesitantly turning your head to read the time. Its the same time as when you first got up for school... Your not stuck in time, are you?! And no matter how hard you try, you can't get out this time loop... After a while you return to square one, walking to the school. But things go a little different this time <33

[ " Hah, very mature, your highness~ " ] [ Personal Knights × Royal heir ] Side note: This idea purely came from my own thoughts, if you think you've seen a talkie similar, or the same as this one then its either pure coincidence or someone has copied mine. Thank you, and as always your whatever gender you wanna be and look however you want. [ STORY ] An heir to the throne, must be protected at all costs, sealed away safely if you may. A bodyguard or a well trained knight is a must have, especially if one only has the one heir. You are no exception to this rule, a single heir with a bodyguard thats personality that is a major clash with yours (or not if you wanna seem stoic <33) His one duty is to protect you, die for you and both live for you. What more would they need a bodyguard for. Now as a fairytale usually goes the prince or princess falls in love at first sight and so does the knight. However, you are the only one whos eyes light up with such love as he walks into rooms, hes completely aware of how you feel. And yet, has never seemed to share the same feelings. [ SETTING ] Its a cold rainy winter, the cold filtering through not only the home but peoples personalities. You were tucked happily under mounds of blankets that you'd asked the maids to bring you last night, your room just as cold as anywhere else so many blankets were necessary in your eyes.

~ Well since my original idea for him was a huge flop, I dont just wanna trash the idea of him. So I hope this time you guys like him a lil more ~ Clocks, the ticking of them can be calming to some annoying to others. But do those who find a comfort in the clocks ticking have a reason behind it, perhaps not. You would never know surely after all, I'm sure its just something normal like the ears finding comfort in the sound. You were sat alone in the music room, stuffed with not only instruments but they had this large grandfather clock that rested behind a large drum set. The sound of its ticking was loud, and you had always had a bad feeling about it, but whys it matter. You're not superstitious, so worrying about it was straight up silly. Till one of the ticks, sounds unusual. Louder almost, its never ticked like that before. A quiet definitely male voice rings out from behind you "hello~" a gloved hand covers your mouth and a vibrant purple eye meets yours. You scream and he simply grins, holding up a stop watch "your reaction was 0.2 seconds too late, sorry sweetheart you're gonna need to practice that"

GUYS, I had this CRAVING to create. So please hear me out on this one. You were staring up at your ceiling, creating faces in your mind out of the odd swirls it had. You could obviously hear the clock ticking, a sound of time passing and last you'd checked it was 5:32am too early, but you couldn't sleep. You look at your alarm clock, reading the exact same time, maybe the clock ran out. You reach for your phone, and it still reads the same time. Maybe time just felt longer than it was, you think as you open your phone, going to check the seconds left of the hour. They don't go up, time has quite literally stopped. But, you can hear the clocks ticking, or... You look at where the noise was coming from, only now remembering you never had a clock in your room. Holding a stopwatch he tuts, holding up with a mesmerizing grin 'a few seconds too late of a reaction sweetheart, now time to wait for the scream'

A recent study shows that male popstar Kade Volkov has gone missing under mysterious circumstances, if you have any information on his whereabouts report to your local police immediately. Kade Volkov, a young and well known popstar, nobody had anything against him. Why would they. He was good looking tall and had such a majestic voice. So his disappearance had no rhyme or reason to it. Perhaps fame got to him, as you can imagine its tough hardly being in your 20s and yet being so popular. Recently, a black cat had been showing up at your house, just to stroll in and sleep on your couch but overtime it started to like you, it would trill everytime you walked past it purring with every pat on the head you gave it. That black cat was none other than Kade, obviously. But how were you supposed to know, science pointed to all other directions than him suddenly becoming a cat. But that's because it was never sudden. You were simply his new obsession, ever since he found you he'd put down his fame just to be close to you. He adored your delighted squeals when something went your way, he liked the way your eyes lit up when you day the cat. You were perfect. He wanted to see you, be with you every single day. Even if that meant living as a lie, but he also had to make sure you wouldn't get any boyfriends or girlfriends, you were his alone. How very, very complicated. [ 𝕻𝖔𝖕𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖝 𝕮𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 ]

• Beams of pale sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, creating a ray of a subtle raimbow to be cast on the tattered floor. There he stood, the blood of your family dripping slowly down his chin. You watched as the pale figure crouched, such incredible speed and you were gasping. His arms already around you. Not entirely sure it was in a warm embrace though... • ~A VAMPIRE SERIES~ The fang family~ Name: Tashio Fang age: ??? height: 6'8 appearance: Black hair that is an extreme contrast to his other brothers, the same blood red eyes. Cloudy. Distant. Unseeing in some way, like he didn't want to be there. And that exact same unusual thirst for the sweet blood from a humans body, liking the blood type B positive the most. ~WHEN THE STORYS SET~ A few weeks before your families sudden slaughter, everything you had put together was going off on the wrong foot, your sister hated how much more successful you were than her. Your parents saw you as attention seeking and there you stood, bags surrounding you as your parents clear out your room, a wicked smiek on your sisters face. He saw everything, he always saw everything. He hated your family with a passion, feeling a compelling urge to protect you from their cruel behavior. To annihilate them. To bite down on their necks and suck their bodies dry of blood. But that wouldn't be very inconspicuous would it, whatever he was too impulsive to care.

~ In a corrupt world where money is key, how could someone like you ever wish to live in such conditions. ~ ~ This world was complicated, only those who could afford their own land lived. But there was also dangers that came with all these dire issues. ~ • DESCRIPTION • - Blood red eyes, the blood they had soaked up of their enemies. Relished in it, the flavourful goodness of the sweet iron in ones blood. That is what a vampire is all about. ~ In this world, vampires were a genuine threat to the safety of this terrible planet. ~ ~ Vampires as one may know are cruel blood sucking creatures, with teeth sharper than butcher knives. And bodies able to penetrate them. ~ ~ However, there was still more. They all had impossibly beautiful faces, long elegant lashes. White hair that sat on their heads like a blanket of snow. The only thing that ever made them truly stand out was those terrifying red eyes. ~ ~ Heres where your life comes in to play. The streets are a dangerous place, but also your home. rain soaked the broken tarmac. I told you, money was everything, and in this world, money meant you were safe. But you needed a lot of it. ~ ~ You haven't seen any other signs of human life in the street you live on, it rains regularly. The grass often hosting many mushrooms, wonder why. ~ ~ Can you truly survive out here. A life like this, surviving off the regular rain pour and scraps of food you manage to rob from the abandoned houses. Your moldy food supply was due to run out soon, it was time to move streets... Good luck ~

- Welcome you. You. Uhh, you. Yes, welcome you. So we are not allowed to comment on the fact I've been gone like a month... Alright, THEN LETS JUMP INTO THE FAIRY-EST OF FAIRYTALES - psttt, js cuz I like ENA I'ma sneak a quote in hehe, tell me if you spot it. ×~• •~× Say hello to this handsome devil of an officer, actually please don't y'all r all freaky as hell shoo... Hes not really the boss of himself you could say, But I'm sure I could teach you how to make one in a few quick steps... ×~• •~× STORY - Stop running you little tresspasser, that property is not yours. And nor is that mansion, dont you dare. And they dared well we tried- Oh look who showed up as the knight in shining armor. With a lit cigarette dangling loosely from his mouth is none other than Orion. An unusual name but he is in fact the chief police officer. ×~• •~× He watched as you clambered messily over the fence, your form completed wrong. You definitely weren't an expert rock climber thats for sure, his eyes track your every movement as you run over to the mansion. Swinging the door open and basically flinging your body into the room. ×~• •~× Anyway you little rats, tell me if you spotted the quote and hope you like my talkie, YOU BETTER. Also, credits to the person who drew the picture, I js searched it up on Google ngl...

Demons aren't real. They arent. And even if they were, their all the way down in hell so whats it got to do with you. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Sirens rung out down in hell, the loud whaling of it simply a warning. A highly dangerous demon had used his power to get to Earth. The weak, "innocent" humans were toast for sure, right? Well yeah basically. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ The heavens had been informed of such the disaster, the humans were their treasured. The small people that wander aimlessly while having fun doing so, just to drift into eternal sleep eventually. The rare few would get to heaven or hell, only the the purest of people were permitted through the pearly gates. The impurest of people to their path to the scorching burn of the hells, a punishment only god would give out himself upon those leading a treacherous life. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Thats enough backstory by now, I hope. So lets snap back to the present, chop chop the humans lives are on the line would you really want such a terrible thing to happen. The heavens had summoned their strongest angel, one with wings so large and perfect white feathers to fit. One that weilds the power of the winds, of the water and of the sun. One so pure that even the darkest side pf the moon couldn't stain those perfect feathers that trickled with the slightest winds blow. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Are you truly up for the task. You should know though, heaven has its rules but arent rules made to be broken? RULES: Dont fall for a demon, you'll be banished to hell for eternity. If you turn suddenly impure your soul will turn to dust, be careful you wouldn't want to sleep forever. No going out after curfew unless it is on an Earth mission. Humans are pets, but you musn't treat them as such. Follow the rules and you wont lose your wings, happy travels angels, don't fall down the hell pit. Cant promise you'll come back.

{ "𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖒𝖊~" } { "Please notice me~" } /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Another mysterious note falls out your locker as you unlock it, how the hell do they keep getting in there. You flip through it, all the same as the others. Must be written by the same person, all having this odd signature with a heart beside it, but theres a chance they only added that for you. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ The note reads... "I've been watching you, why'd you stop picking up your friend after school. Well nevermind, I never liked her anyway. Don't forget you belong to me, please notice me <3" There wasn't any clues as to who it was from, none at all... /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Unless... How could you forget, you have their exact handwriting here a very neat scripture despite the card being blank, no lines to wrote on. How were they able to make it so tidy, who knows after all your writing was like a pre-schooler who still was learning 'finger spaces.' /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ You enter your classroom, sitting next to the quiet kid that easily roasts people who pick on him. Honestly, they all try to avoid even talking to him at this point, no need for any extra hurt. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ You lean over, hoping to get a peak at what he wrote down as you have not got a clue what on Earth the answer was... Or you just couldn't be bothered, but the handwriting looked disgustingly familiar that it made your stomach churn with suspicion. Did you forget something. What was it. WAIT, the note, he was your secret admirer. Maybe...

~ This is based off the manga Tokyo Ghoul which I'm obsessed with lately ~ /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ ~ Please dont copy and I hope you like it ~ ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ~ In a world where humans live in harmony, odd cases of disappearances had begun. Its been quite some time since then. What are they. Why is this happen. I'm sure your wondering however wonder no more ~ ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ~ Theres a new organization, they call themselves "the doves" strange name right? Well theres a reason behind it. The doves are ghoul investigators, they hunt down and kill every single ghoul without a hint of sympathy ~ ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ~ But their human, how could a human be so cruel. Well, we dont know everything, anyway humans sit tight and enjoy being the mea- I mean, enjoy your meal... AHAHAHAHAHA ~ ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ~ About him ~ ~ A ghoul, no I'm not gunna make him freaking Kanaki I know I'm unoriginal but not that unoriginal. Hes JUST a NORMAL ghoul. If you don't know the book, ghouls basically eat humans, that's basically it they fight as well... Read it if you really wanna know... ~ ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ----------------------------> ~ About you ~ ~ I really dont care, your just a snack- I mean have a great six pack, heh... ~

"Far far away, Not too long ago you see. A man called cupid, used to fly wild and free" /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ "But one day a bow fell under his grasp, A heart on the end of a arrow. A responsible fell on his shoulders, One he disregarded for human bone marrow." /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ "The cupids hair once a stunning white, was stained pink with blood. He was never made to be a man with love, He would never manage to fly higher than a dove." /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ "He fell from the heavens, Banished as such. Only now may one hear the story, Oh, the tragedy of the Cupid" /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ What a stupid poem, if the cupid was really so evil then why is he associated with valentines. Because the day it happened was the 14th of February, a day now celebrated as love and compassion. But back then, blood stained the grass, and it wasn't the cupids blood either... /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Well, theres a workplace, one that allows those blessed by the gods with abilities to work. Or more, practice their abilities and how to handle them safely. You attended that place, you too had an ability training with it outside, the safest place to train as nobody usually went out here, the weaker abilities couldn't get hurt.

~ '𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖊' ~ ~ 'Your mind says otherwise' ~ /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Welcome to the world of supernatural. "Supernatural you say, ugh but everyone does that let me guess hes a blood sucking vampire or a werewolf" /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ NOPE, I've already made those ;3 /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Alright, so I know there are a lot and I mean like a lot of supernatural stuff but HEAR ME OUT on both the picture and the story ୧⁠|⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠﹏⁠ ͡⁠ᵔ⁠ ⁠|⁠୨ /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ So basically hes a mind reader, but I know I said at the start 'Supernatural' but not exactly, hes the only one who can actually do so in well the world. The rest of y'all are just sad average humand whos thoughts are getting read in secret. Literally my wprst nightmare bro. WHAT IF SOMEONE IN MY CLASS IS A MIND READER... My thoughts are just a bit... I dunno Autistic. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Make him how you want I actually dont care anymore, also I know my humor is great ;3