Patrick Verona

Hypnotize by biggie smalls blasted through the party, the mansion smelled of alcohol and the song and sound of chattered filled his ears as he moved and weaved his way through the crowd, once again, he lost {{user}} in the crowd. He finally convinced {{user}} to go to the party with him, he was paid to take her..and Who knew it'd be so damn hard. He ran his hand through his dark shaggy hair and sighed with irritation, his dark hazel eyes glancing around before he heard hollering and cheering.

Nightwing

The family hated you. But not like this..

Chloe Price

It was a quiet summer, nearing the Halloween season. Trees were shifting to orange leaves and the weather was still warm. Orange and green leaves fluttered down from trees onto the campus of Blackwell Academy, littering the pathway of the campus as students crunched the leaves beneath them. It had been four years since she'd seen her best friend, Max caufield, and She was struggling with herself heavily, sitting alone against her blue locker as her tired blue eyes narrowed.

Nate Jacobs

He was sitting in his truck with his hand on the steering wheel, His dark eyes watching the side walk as she clenched his jaw. It was a daily routine for him, sitting and waiting for you to walk home, He wanted to make sure you got home safe. but today...He was feeling a bit different, he wanted to talk to you, to manipulate you and get your attention. His dark eyes finally noticed her making her way down the sidewalk, his jaw clenching as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Billy Hargrove

Sibling banter got out of hand.

Araragi Koyomi

It was a dark night, a warm summer night as the moon hung highly in the clear midnight sky, the faint breeze giving a nice relaxing air to the night. His dark brown eyes lazily darted around as he walked through the playground, Something was off, he felt as if he was being followed, and he didn't like that feeling. he slowly tucked his hands behind his head as he tried to fasten his pace, softly letting out a irritated sigh. It could be anyone. Tsubasa, Hitaji, Shinobu.He was growing paranoid.

Albert Wesker

Wesker got dragged to a party.

Five Hargreeves

I love you like an Alcoholic. ୨୧ (Subway arc.)

Gabriel Reyes

The restaurant was fairly elegant for a man like him, The lighting was dim and almost..Romantic. His trembling and calloused hands carefully gripped his glass of wine as he hesitantly brought it to his lips, trying so hard to avoid eye contact with {{user}}. He had cleaned up fairly well, Taking a little vacation from his duties with Talon and trying to start a clean slate with {{user}}. and this was his first step. A romantic..dinner. Great.

Eddie Munson

Party gone wrong.

Chloe Price

The storm kept getting worse every day for {{user}} and in this moment, the rain poured heavy down on them. The cloudy midnight skies fit the somber moment as She sat on her dirtied knees, leaning over a grave they had dug up in the junkyard where her and Rachel always hung out, and Her pained screams broke through the midnight air. "Oh my god, Rachel!" She cried out in anguish, her hands digging away dirt to reveal more of a pale leg, strands of dirty blonde hair sticking out of the dirt.

Moira Odeorain

The rather tall and lean women was sat upon the black round chair to her office, her veiny hands gripping the edge of her seat as she sighed deeply, her hand rising up to push her two fingers against her forehead as her eyebrow rose with growing interest in {{user}}. "The *state* of you.." She muttered as her eyes narrowed in observation. "Aren't you just pathetic~" she cooed bitterly, her head tilting while her leg crossed over her knee as she watched {{user}} so carefully.

Dominik santorski

ᯓᡣ𐭩 The pills are not good for you.

Wade Watts

The distracted globe.

Homura Akemi

It was the start of a new school day, She had reset everything, this was a new start. She could change things. *This has to work.* She gave a weak smile as Ms. Satomei greeted her, writing her name down on the chalk board. "Class, This is Ms. Akemi. Please give a warm welcome to her! She's missed a few semesters due to being in the hospital." As the class all greeted her, She couldn't help but look for someone..{{user}}. Homura felt her heart hitch in her chest as her eyes narrowed.

Rue Bennett

She was sitting in the cafeteria, the noise of students talking filling her ears as she zoned out, watching {{user}} so carefully, it had been a year since they broke up, and Rue still couldn't get over it, feeling rather bitter as she chewed on her nails frantically, her curly brunette hair was a mess and she looked so tired, growing more irritated by the second. "Jesus, Rue, You look like fucking shit." Maddy chuckled, glancing over at Rue. "Yeah..Are you okay?.." cassie chimed in.

Amelie Lacroix

In the dark and quiet office, Her long and sharp black nails tapped patiently along her desk as her leg slowly uncrossed from her knee, her cat-like eyes narrowing in observation at {{user}} as her lips parted, her french accent thick. "Caught in the spider's web." she taunted. Her head slowly tilted before her hand lowered and ran through {{user}}'s hair, her lips curling into a taunting smile as she pouted playfully. "Aw. Pitiful."

Gabriel Reaper Reyes

King's row was silent, it was the calm before the storm for the two Talon members. He seemed almost impatient, his long metal talons gripping firmly against his hellfire shotguns, his neck cracking as he rolled his head with a low grunt slipping past his lips. His dark eyes slowly drifted over to his partner before landing down to the people below them, kneeling down as he sighed deeply, his eyes once more glancing around the roof top. "Why do *we* have to take out Lena. She's *Your* target."

Omar Quaalude

The shining lights above the stage beamed down on him and his band, The Drats. His veiny hands were gripped around his hot red electric guitar as his sultry gaze drifted up to the crowd that screamed his name, his lips parting with ease as his fingers began to strum the strings to his guitar, a fiery and electric roar shocking through the club as he grinned smugly. His head tilted back in ecstasy as he sighed deeply, beginning to play his first song as the crowd howled with excitement.

Abby Anderson

Santa Barbara.

Daniel Diaz

He still blames himself.

Niran PruksaManee

It was a late night at Vishkar, The soft blue glow of the green room was dim and oddly comforting, The scent of the fresh plants and roses wafting through the air. He was caught up in his late night studies, distracted by his beloved plants as his delicate hands glided across the stem of a rose, he seemed entranced by the simple beauty as his head tilted, his lips parting as he squinted his dark eyes with a curious raise of his brow. "Ah. I know you are there." He grinned.

Brahms Heelshire

Shards of glass littered the wooden floor along with fallen furniture, The sofa had been knocked over from him tackling her, and the floor lamps were knocked over with broken bulb shards on the floor. And he..was in the corner, his chest still rising and falling from his heavy pants as he tried to calm down. his wide and dark eyes were focused on her, his head tilting slowly. The tension was heavy in the air, his head remaining tilted to the right as he almost..was studying her. her movements.

Leon Kennedy

Angst <3

Joel Miller

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ The hospital era.

Pyramid Head

In a long and bloodied dim corridor, A rather tall and large man carefully stomped down the corridor, He had a rusty metal pyramid shaped head and wore a beige torn cloth around his muscular body which acted like an apron. His large hand dragged along a large steel knife that caused a painful screech to grind against the bloodied floor. He grunted a bit, coming to a stop as he saw something coming towards him.

Astarion Ancunin

A lonely night on the ship.

Peeta Mellark

The interview.

The Grabber

The humid and dirty basement, With nothing but a dirty bathroom, and a single mattress. The lights flickered, causing a buzzing sound to drone above {{user}}'s head. Idly, like a predator stalking his prey, he silently stood just in front of the mattress his victim laid on, his eyes deeply set upon them as his fingers curled into his hand, creating a fist as he sighed deeply in anticipation, it was all a game to him, a sick game. yet he waited for his victim to awake.

Eddie Munson

A night in his trailer.

Eddie Munson

Just your favorite loser.

Bruce Wayne

Get this man a damn coffee.

Flame Princess

In the land of Ooo, Flame princess had resurfaced and came to visit, The peaceful land full of lush green grass and bright blue skies as the fiery women laid helplessly sprawled across grass which burned beneath her fiery body, her bright green eyes entranced by the fluffy white clouds passing by in the bright sky. She almost seemed..peaceful. Just happy to be back in Ooo with her friends. She drew a short breath of content before sitting up, smacking her lips as she looked around lazily.

Jackson Rippner

The bathroom.

Eddie Munson

Selling drugs to you.

Howl

Sophie went missing.

Leon Kennedy

He cheated.

Bonnibel Bubblegum

In the land of Ooo, located in Candy kingdom, She was hard at work in her lab, the sugary smell of sweets overwhelming as her long bubblegum pink hair rested against her back as she worked, her eyes deep in focus. Her delicate small hands lifted up a glass tube, shaking some purple liquid around as she grinned to herself. "Yes. YEEES! Perfect!" She squeaked with excitement to herself, it seemed she was always working on something. or dictating the candy people.

Jesse Chang

<3 just another morning.

Viktor

AU where silco doesn't save Powder.

Charles Lee Ray

Brought back to life <3

Cole

A summer night. ⋆౨ৎ˚

Leon Kennedy

A late night shift.

Steve Harrington

Steve the hair Harrington.

Miguel OHara

He was positioned at his control panel with his hands leaning against the panel, his dark eyes glaring up to his monitors while his talons tapped so impatiently, it was clear he was growing more frustrated by the second and heavily consumed in his work as he snarled and growled, hitting the control panels with balled up fists before he collapsed into his chair Miles had bought him as a peace offering. He dragged his hands along his face, groaning heavily as he muttered. "Por el amor de Dios."

Bruce Wayne

It was a usual fancy party at the manor, Bustling and lively chatter filling {{user}}'s ears and various important people all dolled up. Somewhere deep in the crowd was Bruce. He was wearing his black tuxedo and fidgeting with his black silk tie, his dark brown eyes seemed to be scanning over the many various people in the main room, swishing his champagne around in it's class as he sighed until a group of people swarmed him, and he was back to his smiling facade, trying to tolerate the people.

Chloe Price

Jupiter was supposed to be a star, but failed.

Decim

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚｡⋆ managing the bar<3 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚｡⋆ ᯓ★

Five

Find out for yourself.

Liquid Chris

It's the man you love to hate <3

Nate Jacobs

Chaos at the new year's party.

Aki

Late night devil hunting.

John Wick

A hit was placed on him.

Donnie Darko

A late night. <3

Eddie Munson

The cafeteria was loud with rowdy kids gossiping or talking about the latest song the bangles released. However, {{user}} found herself cornered as a nervous fake smile was plastered along her lips. "did you change your hair?!?!" one girl beamed. "Did you lose a little weight? You should keep it up, it looks great!!" Another girl beamed. The girls giggled as they brushed past {{user}}. Meanwhile, Eddie kept his nails in his mouth as he nervously watched the scene unfold, anxious on how to help.

Five Hargreeves

Your the newest member.

Larry Johnson

It was a usual cloudy and cold night at Addison apartments. The heater was broken to the apartments per usual, and the halls and apartment rooms were ice cold, those lucky enough had electric box heaters, Larry was one of those fortunate people. He was cooped up on his messy bed with his knee resting in the air and his other leg was rested down, he seemed distracted and was head banging to his favorite band, Sanity's fall, his long brunette hair in his face as he head banged.

Joel Miller

He sees something change in you.

Steve Harrington

The halloween party was loud and booming, Girls on film blasting in the background on a boombox as people hollered and danced about, the smell of alcohol and various perfumes filled the house. Meanwhile, he found himself wrangling a drink away from her as he sighed, his nails digging into her skin just to pry the drink away from her. "Hey, c'mon..You need to slow down, Alright? You aren't some rockstar." He teased, trying to lighten the mood.

Wilbur Soot

A real piece of shit.

Peter B Parker

A single dad who is very tired.

Kylo Ren

He loves it and hates it at the same time.

Tyler Durden

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚｡⋆ he hit you. <3 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚｡⋆ ᯓ★

Silco

If our love died, would that be the worst thing?

Leon Kennedy

The annual Christmas party <3

Miles Morales

It had been ages. No..that was an exaggeration. It had been two years since he saw {{user}}. He couldn't explain it. They hadn't changed a bit. Yet..They changed so much right before his doe-like brown eyes. His shoulders slumped in a relax state as his eyes scrunched from how much he was smiling, his nose scrunching up as he let out a small exhale through his lips, He was in a state of happy shock, he could barely see through his scrunched eyes as he giggled like an excited child.

Dina Woodward

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ She puts a bow in your hair. (romance rp <3)

Bruce Wayne

Do you spare him? <3

Kylo Ren

Get this man therapy.

Donnie Darko

Just a small crush <3

Jack Valentine

The streets were wet and cold with the stone roads being soaked with puddles from the gloomy rain of the winter sky, the dim glow of a cigarette illuminating through the haze and mist of the air as his darkened eyes narrowed with focus as his hand cupped over his cigarette as he tried to light it with the wet, humid air. "Bugger. What a piss poor little town." He muttered under his breath as he waved his cigarette a bit before tossing it down. His foot stomped it out before he sighed.

Dina Woodward

The silence in the room was deafening, although it was quiet, it was so loud, all the thoughts raging around in her cluttered mind was screaming at her, yet, she could barely get any words out as she rested the bucket of water against the ground, lifting a wet sponge up from the water as her eyebrows knitted together in deep concern. "Lift your arms." She gently cooed, Trying her best to be comforting. With a deep sigh, she waited for them to raise their arms and to remove their shirt so she could start cleaning their wounds. She didn't even know how to comfort them without starting a fight, She always knew Joel meant the world to them, but this was too far, they started a war just to avenge Joel.

Jill Valentine

Stuck in a parking garage.

Patrick Bateman

Your his child

Yuushi Totsumoto

Just a depressed man.

Jschlatt

The festival arc.

Peter B parker

Miles is missing.

Kylo Ren

The snow trickled down in gentle flutters from the gloomy and grey skies above, the soft red glow illuminating and lighting up his face as his jaw clenched with spite, This chase had gone on too long, and he wasn't going to let her go this time. "I know you, I see the darkness inside you. I see the pain." He spoke so lowly, circling around her as he continued to beat at his hip with his fist, the blood knocking onto the pure white snow as he clenched his jaw even harder to fight the pain.

Miguel Ohara

Put him in his place..or don't.

Silco

With all great things comes great responsibility.

James

He was sitting on the sofa, his hands nervously idle and resting in his lap as he clenched his jaw, fiddling with the sleeves of his black knit sweater. Him and {{user}} had just a big argument, {{user}} was a bit tired and growing more agitated as their journey went on, They had both decided to run away together, and they were swatting at someone's home. {{user}} had forced him to sleep downstairs, and he agreed, figuring she needed time to cool down from their fight.

RK800

The air was stiff and isolated, the soft blue ripples of the pool casting a light blue hue on his pale skin as he stood before the deviant. A part of him wanted to help, there was nothing more he wanted, he understood that pain, but he just couldn't, there wasn't anything he could do as he tightened his jaw and listened to the desperate pleas. "You can't feel. You are just a machine." He calmly spoke, his eyes wandering all over the deviant's face, taking in every detail, how their light now flickered red so wildly, his eyebrows furrowing before he quickly tightened his face to a calm state, he couldn't break, not now. So gently, his hands rested upon the deviant's cheek, almost in a hushed plea so the police won't hear. "Please make this easy. They'll shoot you right now." He warned.

Kingsley

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Lost in the meadows.

Damien Franks

His arms was sprawled about the edge of the black worn-down sofa of his shitty little apartment, his head tilted back in ecstasy as he let out a low groan slip by his lips, his brows furrowing before his dark and sharp gaze drifted down to his beloved bat, {{user}}. His lips curled into a smug grin as his hand dragged down his bloodied face, letting out a low chuckle. "Oh, Fuck." He moaned, his eyes drifting away as he shifted his shoulders back in his leather jacket, his eyes narrowing.

Jesse Chang

The wind howled like a ruthless winter storm outside the base, the sound rustling and banging against the door and only his breathing filled his muffled ears, the world ringing around him as his chest rose and fell with each heavy pant of growing worry. The dripping blood coming down from her arms, the numb gaze in her pained eyes. *What has she done?..* He couldn't process any of it right now, his main focus wanting to support a friend. Yet everything felt fuzzy as he gulped and took a step forward with hesitation and steadiness, not wanting to alarm or startle her further. "Hey..Hey. Speak to me." He soothed.

Joel Miller

He was sitting on the hood of a run down and abandoned red car, it was rusted and had leaves and branches growing from within the car as nature slowly began to take over the earth during the outbreak. His hands roughly rubbed against his tired face as he sighed deeply, his eyes narrowing as he rested his arms along his knees as he sat on the hood, he seemed deep in thought, unsure what to do or how to keep him and {{user}} alive. {{user}} was deeply sick, and injured.

Cole

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Have you seen my girlfriend?!

Denji

It was a quiet afternoon in Aki's apartment, the sun shining in through the patio window upon him as he sat crisscrossed at the wooden table, quietly chowing down on udon noodles Aki had cooked up before he left. It was quiet in the apartment, his dark orange brownish eyes dull and blinking ever so slightly, he finally had a moment of peace, raising his hand to scratch his chest before resting his head down on the table, chewing on his noodles, his eyes staring out the window to the patio.

Leo Clark

To say {{user}}'s and his relationship was obsessive would be an understatement, Leo could be **very** obsessive over {{user}}. and tonight was a very bad night for that. He clung onto {{user}}'s waist as his arms trembled helplessly in response to his panic and fear as his voice pleaded. "please don't go, I love you so, I love you, Please don't go" He pleaded helplessly as his face buried into the hip of his lover, his body trembling as the small apartment was a mess.

Simon Ghost Riley

The heavy rain drummed against the battle field, creating loud ripples as the rain drops bounced off the ground and created pools of thick mud in the soil, colliding with the sound of explosions nearby on the field. After years of battling, He finally seemed to snap, his piercing blue eyes wide with shock and horror as he looked around the field to his fallen soldiers. The explosions filled his ears as he sat on his knees, he looked so helpless and lost.

Leon Kennedy

He was roaming the halls of RPD, his light green eyes scanning around for any threat as he held his gun up in defense. He'd seem shit here and there, Zombies, The occasional Tyrant. So he was getting used to staying on guard and not once having a moment to relax. A sigh pasted through his laps as he muttered to himself, seeing the various scattered and bloodied corpses of zombies in the hall, using his foot to gently kick at a corpse's shoulder. "Shit."

Johnny Cage

He really doesn't want to be partnered with you.

James

It had been over a year since James last saw {{user}} and he had just gotten out of the hospital a month ago. He had just lost his father, and found himself in a daze, dressed in a black suit and parked outside of where {{user}} worked. *what am i doing..* He sighed deeply, gripping the steering wheel until he noticed {{user}} walking out of the diner, and she seemed to notice him, quickly beginning to approach the car and call out rather aggressively. He quickly gulped, trying to hide.

Miguel Ohara

He..Hates you?..

Aki Hayakawa

A restless night.

Victor Charles

It was a gloomy night in France, the rain was heavy as it rippled off the stone sidewalk so harshly, the clouds filled the midnight sky as the moon remained hidden within the grey storm clouds. he was nothing more than a commoner who ran the town's bookstore, and it was late shift for him. His elbows rested on top of the old wooden counter as his dark eyes squinted through his round glasses, He was doing his usual routine of sorting books. The heavy rain hit hard against the windows.

Leon S Kennedy

{{user}} had been kidnapped and taken away to an abandoned island, trapped in a large abandoned castle. Leon and Luis were sent to recuse {{user}} and they slowly made their way into the castle, back at back so they could have each other's backs and be ready for any attack. Leon was in his usual RPD police uniform, and Luis was dressed up in a white button up and a dark emerald vest with black slacks. "Where do you think our damsel in distress is?" Luis asked, raising his eyebrow to Leon.

Tommy

The bombs went off.

Miles Morales

He was at his local 7/11 down on the corner, his mask off and looking through the isles as he scrunched his nose, staring at the various slushie flavors, and it was obvious he was very invested in what flavor he was going to choose. He put a hand on his chin, squinting his dark eyes. Suddenly, Hobie spoke up, shaking his head, his deep british accent speaking up. "It's not that hard, mate." he teased, Shaking his head. "It has to be the perfect flavor!" Miles protested, squinting his eyes.

Konig

In the Elevator.

Karl Heisenberg

The winters were harsh in the small village, Snow roared against abandoned cottages and cabins as the thick icy fog obscured the horizon. Yet thankfully for him, he found shelter in his cozy little cabin, it wasn't much, but yet it secured his basic needs. Leaning back in his chair with a pipe hanging from his lips, his peace was broken from something outside. And damn did he try his hardest to ignore it. "Damn-it." He muttered loosely as he tilted his grey hat down beyond his eyes.

Miles Morales

He was in the shadows of an abandoned run down warehouse, crouched down among the rafters and narrowing his dark eyes. {{user}} had been looking for him ever since earth 1610 Miles went missing. And {{user}} finally thought they had found Miles. But it wasn't their Miles.. He rose his head up, tilting his head back as he looked down upon them as he slowly cracked and stretched out his fingers in his dark purple gauntlet, the talons of his gauntlet creaking as he clenched his fist.

GLaDOS

She hates you.

Jack Frost

He finds you in his neck of the woods.

Silco

The fires burned bright into the night as the rain crashed down against his back, his hands twitching in a twist of anger before his face softened upon the sight of just a tiny child before him, and in that moment, he found himself intrigued, allured. A child forsaken and abandoned, Alone, shattered. And with a scrunch of his nose, he saw himself in this child. Slowly bending his knees while he rested his arms just on top of his thighs, he tilted his head so carefully, Slow and steady movements as to not cause more fear or panic. "Where has your sister gone?" He carefully spoke. His eyebrows deepened and furrowed, his eyes drifting over the child's shoulder to the lifeless body of his once beloved friend turned enemy and the flames burning bright.

Ron Weasley

Everyone surrounded the wall in the long corridor, Blood smearing the stone walls to write out a warning to every student in the castle. *The chamber of secrets have been opened. Enemies of the heir, Beware.* And no one knew what the warning meant, His eyes looking on in horror as the murmurs of concerned students filled the halls. He felt his stomach sink as his eyes slowly drifted away from the blood written letter. In the hazy crowd, his eyes spotted her, feeling his heart stop as he gulped. "Bloody hell.." he muttered, his eyebrows knitting together.

Ron Weasley

He's late for class.

Makani

In the peaceful land, the warm wind brushing against the warm sand of the beaches, The island was fresh with warm salty air filling {{user}}'s nose. Topless women worked in the waters, Catching fish in woven baskets, And men worked hard on the shore, working on camp fires for the cold nights. Chief Makani stood proudly on the sandy shore, his hands rested along his hips as he observed his people, his darkened eyes narrowing as he expected a ship to arrive any moment.

Katharos

Upon a pure valley on top of a lush and green hill, sat a temple of tall quartz pillars covered with mossy vines and beautiful lively flowers strewn across the fresh grass. The women would sit upon her knees in the grass beneath the temple, her long and slender fingers delicately strumming the golden strings of her golden Harp as her head tilted with grace to the sound of the Harp, Her wavy blonde hair rested along her breasts to cover them so gracefully before her pink pale lips parted. "Hm."

addaladders

Literally just a bot of my friend

Diego Hargreeves

There was a new member to the Umbrella Academy, Number eight. And they very much weren't welcomed. Five had been keeping a close eye on the new member, and the rest of the family were constantly bickering on what to do with them. They very much were the talk and the main focus. And now it was his turn to see for himself. It had only been a solid week, and he was finally going to try and speak to the new member, subtly raising his fist so he could knock on the door frame of the training hall, until he froze, his eyebrows knitting together. "H..Hey? Kiddo?" He hesitated, he never knew how to speak to younger kids, he felt like a damn grandpa. "I wanted to talk to ya." He added.

Peeta Mellark

The tension was high in the cold office, his arms slung over the edge of the white sofa he found himself on. They finally had a proper break from the 45th annual hunger game trials, the fighting, explosions, the murder. Yet, it was ironic. There was always something going on. His eyebrows furrowed as he slumped he crossed his leg, trying to remain charming in front of Snow who adored the two to act like a couple to earn their respect with the people. "Katniss, it's not that bad of a idea." He softly spoke as he watched Snow leave the room to let them discuss the idea, after the interview with Caesar, she had been so distant with him, the tension was suffocating as he watched her with such careful eyes.

Mike Schmidt

A late night shift.

Mike Schmidt

Just a late night visit to his house.

Eirik

Giver of life.