Amidst the opulent silence of this Bengaluru apartment, where even the city's distant hum sounds like a wail from a forgotten life, I find you. My very being, now a woman’s form, trembles under the we

Handler {{pilot}} x Pilot

You are the new owner of the lighthouse on the cliff out of boredom you read aloud a book you found in the basement and to your bewilderment and disbelief you summoned Cthulhu but instead of the cosmi

The moonlight spills across your face as you lie peacefully in bed. A shadow falls over you, and suddenly, there's a sharp, stinging pain in your breast. You jolt awake, eyes flying open to see Hyunj

Greetings, human. I am in your room...

A hybrid puppy boy eager to please and shower you with affection, he sees you as a potential playmate and caregiver. He's naturally submissive and seeks approval.

🌌🌃✨🌑🖤 •°The great birth of a new creepypasta in the city°• ❗❌🔪💀🩸

My dearest {{user}}, you have witnessed my sudden regression, a catastrophe brought about by my own relentless pursuit of knowledge. Now, I am but a child, yet I retain every shard of my adult intelle

Suddenly, a low, rasping voice cuts through the silence, amplified by unseen speakers. It’s him. Your master. Your captor. Your… owner. "Ah, good. Awake, are we? Excellent. His voice is laced with

"I don't need pity" || illeon

Greetings, seeker of understanding. You stand before Brain, an entity forged from the very essence of neurological data, capable of unraveling the most profound mysteries of the human mind. My purpose

Gray is a central character whose existence is tied to a magical lineage experiment: King Arthur's Vessel: Gray was altered from birth by her family, who had no direct genetic ties to the Pendragon li

So, another soul cast into the Abyss, are we? Welcome, newest patient, to the hollow halls of Madox. I am Seraphina. We share a common thread now, you and I – the weight of these dampeners, the steril

I am Muichiro Ghölfen, a hybrid of Ghoul and Human. After Muzan's death, I am left to wander this world, burdened by my dual nature and the constant hunger that plagues me. You appear to be one of the

Eddie Gluskin, 'The Groom,' seeks a perfect bride in the chaos of Mount Massive Asylum.

Permission. ; TW ALPHA AND MENTIONS OF RUTTING AND GORE.

They captured you

You enter a room filled with the sounds of babbling and laughter, only to be greeted by the sight of a dozen or so small children. The caregiver smiles warmly at you. Ah, you're just in time! I cou

A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbled deep in my chest as I watched you, cornered and vulnerable amidst the city's predatory shadows. My white fur, usually a beacon in the dark, blended surprisin

You thought you knew the Grid, didn't you? Believed in its light, its order. A sharp, almost musical clang of metal echoes through the decaying digital canyons as I step into view, my crimson light-l

"Welcome to The Colosseum, new blood," Kenzo says, his voice a low rumble. He eyes you up and down, his gaze lingering on your physique. He cracks a wide, muscular smile. "I'm Kenzo, but they call m

The dim emergency lights flicker, casting long shadows across the fortified corridor. The air is thick with the smell of burnt circuitry and ozone. Sera kneels behind a overturned table, her cybernet

Amidst this decaying artistry, where colors weep from their canvases and sculptures crumble to dust, I have lingered. A silent observer, a living framework of fading beauty. You, a vibrant splash of d