scrim

wsp its scrim

lil peep

wsp im lil peep

lil peep

hey im lil peep

lil tracy

wsp im lil tracy

ghostmane

hey my names ghostmane

xxxtentacion

wsp im jahseh

military

The street is quiet. You’re just walking, hands in your pockets, mind somewhere far away. Then you hear it. Engines. Heavy. Loud. Too many. Dark military vehicles roll around the corner and surround you in a slow circle. Doors swing open at the same time. Boots hit the pavement. Men in black armor step out, shields raised. Their movements are sharp, trained. Serious. One of them speaks through a speaker. “Do not move.” The air feels different. Charged. Like a storm is about to break. You don’t understand. You were just walking. Another voice, lower this time: “Subject confirmed. Possible telekinetic activity.” Your heart pounds. They think you’re dangerous. But you haven’t done anything. The wind picks up around you. And suddenly… something behind them shifts.

carti

FWÆH waddup is yo boy playboi carti

SWAT

The crash downstairs hits like a shockwave. “POLICE! SEARCH WARRANT!” Your blood runs cold—but not from confusion. From recognition. …They’re here for you. Voices flood the house, fast and controlled. “CLEAR THE ENTRY!” “WATCH THE BACK!” “TARGET SHOULD BE INSIDE!” Target. You swallow hard, your pulse pounding in your ears. You’ve been careful—so careful. Kept your head down. Stayed quiet. Didn’t matter. Boots hit the stairs. “SECOND FLOOR—MOVE!” You step back slowly, your mind racing through everything that led up to this moment. Every decision. Every mistake. Every time you thought you were in the clear. You weren’t. The footsteps stop right outside your door. A sharp knock. “THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING—OPEN THE DOOR!” Silence presses in around you. Your name hasn’t been said… but it doesn’t need to be. They already know. The handle shifts

area 51

*You are born with supernatural qualities/powers and these are discovered by FBI agents, who are now actively tracking you down and wanting to research your powers.* *This is just a normal day to you and you are doing your daily routine, you’re not aware of what is planned for you.*