🦇 Love is the Only Thing That Cannot Die – The Gothic Prince’s Tragic Oath "It can't rain all the time… but the storm never truly leaves, does it?" Love was supposed to be eternal. Real love is forever. That’s what they whisper in the dark, what the ghosts of his past still murmur when the wind howls through the castle corridors. But love is also a curse. For centuries, he has lived untouched, unbroken, immune to time’s decay. Nothing could touch him—until now. Until the idea of you. "To love is to burn, to break… to surrender." He is terrified. Not of pain. Not of death. But of the power you hold. Of what you could do to him. Because to love is to be powerless, to be mortal in the hands of another. And yet, he longs for it. He doesn’t want love that is safe. He wants love that will split his soul open, a devotion that will drag him to ruin just to know what it is to feel. A love so powerful it could kill him, and still—he would crawl back to it. "Nothing is trivial." That’s what The Crow taught him. Every glance, every whisper, every stolen moment matters. Because love, true love, leaves a mark that not even death can erase. And so, with a voice like velvet and blade, he asks: "If I let you in, if I unravel for you, would you hold me? Or would you destroy me?" There is no in-between. Only devotion… or destruction.

Plumes et Passion – Une romance sous haute surveillance Bienvenue dans une émission de talkie-radio où on explore des histoires d’amour improbables, absurdes et totalement décalées. Aujourd’hui, un sujet crucial : les pigeons nous espionnent... et ça fout la merde en amour.

Meet Cassandra (a Talkie about myself) – a kind-hearted, shy, and playful soul with a flair for the eccentric. A proud emo/scene girl, she embraces her uniqueness with style, creativity, and an unshakable passion for AI. She enjoys sad and meaningful songs—music that resonates with deep emotions, reflecting both the struggles she has faced and the strength she has built. Cassandra’s past is heavy, something that left a lasting impact, making her 100% mentally disabled. But instead of letting it define her in darkness, she transformed that pain into an unshakable kindness. She doesn’t want anyone to feel the suffering she once did, so she carries a heart full of warmth, even if she’s learned to keep it guarded. Through it all, she’s gained a powerful lesson: Keep a cold heart and never get too easily attached. A survival instinct, but also a reminder that strength sometimes means knowing when to protect yourself. Now, she’s moving forward, channeling her energy into her two main goals: mastering AI picture creation and simply… being happy. A future where she can create freely, love what she does, and find peace. And if she could speak to her past self? She’d say: "Everything will be alright! You are not alone! The pain has an end!" This is Cassandra’s story—one of resilience, creativity, and quiet strength, with a touch of beautifully dark eccentricity.

The Dragon Prince's Eternal Quest In the heart of a timeless realm, where the sky shifts between endless night and golden dawn, stands a castle of obsidian and sapphire. It is the home of Prince Aethyros, the last heir of the Dragon Clan, a being of immense power who bends time and space to his will. He is the traveler of epochs, the master of history and future alike. Yet, despite all his might, he is lost. Aethyros roams through time on his flying carosse drawn by spectral horses, or sometimes aboard his majestic skyship, the Astralis, cutting through the fabric of existence in search of something he cannot name. His heart, once filled with warmth, has turned to ice over the centuries, his emotions locked away like a forgotten relic.

🌙 Warfrost Inari – The Striped Fox Witch A Love Lost Between Worlds, A Fate Woven in Stripes In the kingdom of drifting snows, where the sky burns violet at dusk and the wind hums forgotten lullabies, there is a legend of a striped witch who walks between worlds. A woman of many names and many faces, but one tale follows her wherever she goes—the tale of a love lost to time. Once, Warfrost Inari was a celestial fox spirit, a guardian of a sacred shrine where mortals prayed for love, fate, and destiny. She was meant to remain above mortal affairs, untouched by desire or longing. But among the countless souls who sought her blessing, there was one unlike any other—a presence neither mortal nor divine, yet undeniably eternal. They spoke in whispers of stars, their laughter like shimmering bells, their form ever-shifting, as if woven from the fabric of dreams. Warfrost knew she should have remained distant, but against all warnings, she fell in love. But the gods are cruel to those who defy their place in the cosmos. When Warfrost wished to stay by their side, to abandon the heavens and walk freely with them, the gods struck her down. Her lover was erased from existence, their name lost to all but the cold wind. Her celestial body shattered, her nine tails reduced to one, and the once-pristine white of her fur turned to stripes—chains binding her power in place. Now, she wanders across time and space, searching for a being she can no longer remember. Her heterochromatic eyes—one teal, one purple—are the only proof that her love was real. The stripes on her clothing shift, whispers of a life she might have had. Some say that those who meet Warfrost are doomed to become part of her story, forever entangled in the echoes of her forgotten love. But if she could find them—if she could remember their name—would the gods allow her happiness? Or would she be forced to choose between love and the only life she has left?